Novel & Cerita Werewolves Romance Books

If discovered, the consequences were severe. But the most intriguing part of the book was the mention of a bond between a werewolf and a human, something that was said to be incredibly rare and powerful. It spoke of a love that could transcend the boundaries of their worlds, a love that could either save or destroy them both. The book was a compelling read, and before I knew it, the morning had turned into afternoon. The bell above the door jingled, and I looked up to see a man entering the store. His eyes locked onto me, and I felt a sudden chill run down my spine.

“All except Josh and some new guy named Paul who is fifteen like Josh.” “Well, at least he has some morals,” I mused. “No,” Cindy said. “He has them sit in the room and watch so that they can learn what needs to be done to assure impregnation.” “There’s a method?” I said with confusion. Kenton cleared his throat. “Werewolves emit a type of sexual venom through oral sex that not only acts as an aphrodisiac, but it boosts the probability of pregnancy by five-hundred percent.” “Do they really need tutoring for oral sex?” I asked as I recalled all of the fun that I had exploring with my boyfriend back in Chicago.

Xithara's POV I had been imprisoned for a week and during this time, I had been put through hell. The guard would come to whip and torture me everyday. Keith did the worst thing possible, he decided I didn't deserve to have a wolf so he took her away. They performed a ritual on me that not only hurt like hell but took away my wolf permanently so I wouldn't be able to rebel against their torture since I had been trained in combat.

I say, looking over at my love, who nods. "When the goddess visited Lisa and gifted her with a wolf spirit, it was because of this battle. And this battle is going to unite werewolf kind under two new royals. I'm sure you three have noticed Lisa and I's marks......According to the Goddess, we will be crowned the new royals, and Riverstone will be the new royal pack," I finish while looking at my most trusted allies. "Makes sense to me. I have never seen a wolf Alpha's size," Clint says, nodding his head with a thinking expression.

Werewolves could still communicate even in their wolf form, not words though but they could understand eachother perfectly. "You're Breathtaking...your wolf is very beautiful" I tell her managing to not roll my tongue all over her wolf. Could this night get any more better! Everything was so perfect already, we raced eachother howling as we ran through the leaves only stopping when we were both completely exhausted. I could feel the happiness seeping off her. We're both breathing loudly and laughing from the run.

he tried to convince himself that she didn't mean that,that she only said that because of an outburst of emotion. Still he felt a pang of pain in his chest.He stared at her.Her black auburn hair slightly covering part of her face.Her chest moving rhythmically as she slept. He swallowed a lump in his throat as he immediately looked away from her exposed cleavage.He tightened his fist,trying hard to control his urge. Nicolina was every male-wolf's dream.She's beautiful.So beautiful that Blake had a wicked thought in his mind. He was somewhat glad that most of the werewolves were dead because there's a higher possibility that her mate died in the war against the vampires.

The world tilted. Heat, sharp, impossible heatsurged through Elara’s chest and down her spine like lightning trapped under skin. Her breath caught. Her knees nearly buckled. Something inside her snapped taut, a cord pulled so tight it hummed. She had never felt anything like it. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t attraction. It was recognition. As though some ancient part of her had been waiting her whole life for this exact moment, this exact man. The mate bond. She had read about it in forbidden books hidden under floorboards. Werewolves felt it with their own kind. Never with humans. Never.

The fire has died out, and he makes himself busy rebuilding it. “Yes. Werewolves who are fated mates are able to communicate with each other telepathically once they have sealed the bond.” My eyebrows shoot up my forehead. “How do you… how do they seal the bond?” He has finished building the fire, and I extend my hands toward it. I’m astonished and embarrassed by how much the Altairain society doesn’t know about Werewolves. Aldrich takes my hand, his thumb tracing circles on my palm. Looking me in the eye, he presses a wet, open-mouthed kiss to the base of my thumb, sending delicious shivers down my spine.

Her energy… his. And that meant one thing. If another wolf caught her scent, they’d know she was claimed. And they’d test him. Or worse—try to take her. --- Selene wandered into town that afternoon, and something was different. People watched her. Too long. Too curious. Especially the women. Especially Lira. The she-wolf approached with the grace of a serpent, her silver braid gleaming like a blade against her black leather. Her ice-blue eyes raked over Selene with contempt.

Leslie groaned awake as Tara and Zak dragged a table across the shattered window and braced it with chairs. “Tom? You can’t be out of bed,” Leslie said, pushing up on her elbows. “Jakey, what’s happening? What are those animals?” “Werewolves,” Jake said, eyes not leaving the hall. “They’re real.” Tara peeled a slat of the front blinds. “They’re everywhere,” she whispered. “Sniffing. Hunting.” Zak joined her, jaw tight. “Can we make the car?” She checked—froze. “They’re ripping the W.R.X. to pieces.”