Werewolves Powers Novels & Stories

I voiced—soothingly. “My Luna, I think it’s high time I educated you on special powers most wolves in this pack possess.” She added “Huh?” What do you mean—‘special powers?’ Being a werewolf is special on its own,” “Fact! The thing is, some are more than werewolves. Take for example, Boris. He’s something else. When he’s angered and at the brink of death, he emits heat from his hands and it’s hot enough to burn down the human bones, like an acid,”

He grabbed her palm, which extended in the air, to help her stand. "Now are you ready to turn into a werewolf?" "Somewhat" You looked at him, unsure. "Have you converted before?" Spencer wondered at her confused appearance. "Yeah, actually many times, but my strength is incomplete and my transformation time is short. I also only get into wolf form; I don't have any strength." "Okay, that's fine." We'll improve it after getting half of the power stone. In fact, your power will automatically increase when you get it, and you will be completely transformed into a werewolf. But now let's see how strong you can get."

All that echoed through the car was just an old song by The Smiths, and although I caught him one too many times stealing a glance in my direction, Denver didn’t say much either. He pulled the car over in my driveway and I looked ahead at the old cabin. Damn, I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't even know when we reached here. And from the look across his face, Denver was lost in his too. I unstrapped my seatbelt, ready to alight. Opening the car door, my feet struck the ground when he suddenly appeared next to me. A gust of wind blew in my face and I wasn’t as startled this time. “I can tell what your favorite superpower is” I remarked and Denver scoffed lightly from his lips. Being a were

Its eyes burned with an otherworldly crimson glow, piercing through the night and instilling terror in its victims - us. The Noxfera stood tall on two muscular legs, its sharp claws leaving deep gouges in the earth as it murdered my warriors. What sets the Noxfera apart, and sends shivers down the spines of even the bravest werewolves like us, was its unholy ability to tap into the lunar magic that fueled the werewolf's own power. By harnessing this occult energy, the Noxfera can momentarily steal the strength and agility that werewolves relied upon, leaving them weakened and vulnerable.

Well, you just found out that the hot guy isn't as smart as you thought, but that's part of finding imperfections, my she-wolf scoffed. That's not finding imperfections; that's realizing he's a fool. He is, but he's not saying anything that isn't true biologically speaking. Like it or not, werewolves who have already shifted and have their beasts not only have better healing, but they also have better immunity and have powers, my she-wolf said seriously, and I frowned. But that doesn't indicate who is more or less strong. It's obvious that someone with powers has better natural advantages; however, reducing a person to "weak" because they haven't shifted is an understatement, as it minimizes

She will pay for doing this to me, and I will make sure she will be screaming my name in ecstasy; I will make Victoria feels good tonight, and I am now willing to give her myself, the only gift she wanted from me on her birthday, and she didn't know, I will be claiming all of her. I could tell she fell asleep because she got exhausted since we left early and we came home late, but after her transformation, I could tell she would never get tired ever again. Werewolves' strength is very different from humans. We are more vigorous and fast, and we have sharp eyesight. And we can speak to each other through our minds.

As soon as they arrived, they met five hefty beings, three being werewolves and the other two being magnificent trolls (the imperial force) Among the imperial forces are Claus (700 years old werewolf, head of the imperial forces) Hinge (650 years old werewolf) Jace ( 600 years old werewolf) Toddler (600 years old troll) Greg (600 years old troll) Werewolves, have heightened sense of smell, like trolls, sphinxes, elves and vampires, they have the ability to sense beings from distance, they also have the ability to heal very fast, shape shift, and also have superhuman agility, while trolls posses magic, they also have superhuman agility like werewolves, vampires, sphinxes, elves and other crea

“Senses…? Why is it necessary?” Theo smiled at her question but started explaining to her, “ You see… as a werewolf, you’ll have a lot of advantages over others, both humans and supernaturals. Werewolves are said to be one to possess the most powerful senses among all other supernaturals. Not only we can see everything in the dark, but we can see clearly to a longer distance than others. We can smell scents of others from a distance, and no I am not talking about perfumes or artificial smells. Every person has their own scent, the one which in essence serves as their identity in our world. We can track others by their smell very very easily. Our limbs work in a swift motion, better than othe

Those werewolves went on to breed and have werewolf children. The curse eventually mutated over many generations, leading to what cryptozoologists today considered to be “modern werewolves”; creatures who could shift into wolves at will while maintaining an ordinary human appearance when they weren’t shifted. These people supposedly could possess any myriad of special abilities even in their human forms, such as night vision, teleportation, telepathy, foresight, healing powers, superhuman strength and speed, and more.

“Those are the abilities most Werewolves possess but there are others who possess different abilities.” “You mean not all Werewolves are the same,” I asked curiously. “Not at all. Some are warriors — strong, fast, while others are healers— able to mend wounds and cure any illnesses, my mum was one of them,” he added, a glint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes. “Then, there are the spell casters who can manipulate magic, cast spells or use elemental powers.” “Wow that's fascinating,” I tried to take it all in. “Which type are you?”