Werewolves Origin Novels & Stories

"But I still don't know why you thought Jamie could help or what it all has to do with your interest in werewolves." Lia sighed again and took another sip of her wine. "You have no idea how hard it is to track people down when you don't know who they are or where they are. Some of the earliest stories of werewolves came from Romania. They called them varcolac, and the stories became family folktales passed down from generation to generation." "But - "

“Where do we begin, my love?” “With our names,” Cullen kissed Ivory’s cheek and told Jackson the history of the Weres. He told the man about the brothers and sisters that started the breeds through their blood magic. The original vampires were Baal and Jul’an, and the initial wolves were Liamous and Friaya. Cullen continued, the first bears were Tamin and Serra, and Hul’an and Shima were the first lions. Next, we're the pixies, Seth and Prisa encouraged Robrath and Sumana, and they turned into the initial redcaps. Davious and Lecrea used their combined magic and formed the first trolls. Cullen sipped his water and smiled as he spoke of Perseus and Thrausa the serpents. Next, he told of the f

Chapter Twelve: A meeting with his lips In folklore, a werewolf[a] (Old English: werwulf, "man-wolf") or occasionally lycanthrope/ˈlaɪkənˌθroʊp/ (Greek: λυκάνθρωποςlukánthrōpos, "wolf-person") is a human with the ability to shapeshift into a wolf (or, especially in modern film, a therianthropichybrid wolflike creature), either purposely or after being placed under a curse or affliction (often a bite or scratch from another werewolf). Early sources for belief in this ability or affliction, called lycanthropy/laɪˈkænθrəpi/, are Petronius (27–66) and Gervase of Tilbury (1150–1228).

He said as he walked closer to get a better look, running his hands gently over the curves and designs. “I’m not sure of their origin but they tell the story of the first pack blessed by the goddess Selene. She saw men and wolves killing one another in a great slaughter, instead of punishing one or the other she decided to choose a select few to bless with a joining. The spirit of the wolf with the body of a man and created the first werewolf. We used to be able to speak with them you know, our wolves.” Ember’s soft spot for the door's story softened her mood once more. Especially as Torin was looking at the doors with such tenderness and care. Ember was surprised to see this side of the arr

I believed my ancestors were good werewolves, and believed they would not make up stories to deceive their own descendants. Werewolves had a much longer lifespan than humans. There were werewolves that lived up to several hundred years. Although the war between the packs of the past caused many werewolves to die and it was difficult to find a werewolf over a hundred years old still alive, I would definitely find one.

Katie Clyde furrowed her eyebrows, she knew werewolves usually have mates that they are bonded to, she have read novels and watched movies about it. She hesitated before asking "who is your second chance mate?" Pascal looked at Katie Clyde fondly, before opening his mouth to respond.

“Tonight, I will speak about our origins, our existence, and our history. Though many of us know these stories, it is important that we remember them, so that we do not forget who we are.” The field fell silent. “In ancient times,” he continued, “when the Moon Goddess created the first creature, the First Lycan—who walked the earth. He was the ancestor of all werewolves. He was given a fated mate, his other half, the reincarnation of the goddess herself, Selena. They were the first fated pair.” My heart stirred at the familiar name.

We found records on werewolf origins, tracing back to the Moon Goddess herself. “The first werewolves were born from the Goddess’s will,” Ares read aloud. “She rewarded her most faithful followers with her power, and that is how werewolves came to be.” It was a good refresher, but nothing new. We needed something deeper—something that connected to priestesses. Then, we found it. A worn leather-bound journal, its pages yellowed with age. The name inscribed on the inside cover sent a chill down my spine. Celeste.

So it was unnerving to think about what could be so terrible that would have him behaving like this. “I’m not sure where to start from.” Daykan said after some more deliberation. “How about the beginning then?” Naomi provided softly. “You said Senina already mentioned the wolf slayer stuff. I’m not sure how much she told you or what I need to leave out…” “Just tell me everything. If I already heard it, I will tell you and we can skip it.” She was eager to learn the truth. Daykan took a deep breath and started. “This is a story that has been passed down for a while. Werewolves were created by the Moon Spirit. She’s…”

he growled angrily, his eyes turning red. I swallowed hard, and a tear rolled down my face. I had heard legends about the Supreme Alpha, but I never thought he still existed. According to the books, he was one of the first werewolves to come to the far north. He was from the original family, and all others originated from him. He was responsible for turning various humans into werewolves, and through this, our descendants multiplied. But how could such an ancient wolf not have an heir? What had gone wrong? "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" he said, grabbing my face, and forcing me to meet his red eyes with black irises.