Werewolves Romance Novels & Stories

"What? What do you mean heat?" Jon exhales, pulling me against his chest as he props himself up a little more. “It’s a werewolf thing. When a female reaches a certain point in her maturity, usually after bonding with her mates, her body starts responding to them on a different level. It’s instinctual. Physical. Emotional. Your body’s telling you it wants... us. Although, it's weird because none of us have marked you yet but it may be different because you are a Velen." I feel my cheeks go up in flames. “This is because of you and Arc?”

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.

"Oooh, you've kissed?" "Excuse me. Of course. Werewolves' love is so affectionate and protective. They can smell you and taste you better. They are so... loveable!" I cringed and shook our shoulders as if we sipped a sour soup while creaking our voices. Laughter followed.

I just found out that he was a werewolf and now that I was his fated lover, something in me leaped at the thought of that. “This is… a lot,” I said honestly. “I know. I'm sorry you had to find out this way. I was conflicted when I found out too, I even tried to deny it, to avoid you because I know a relationship between our kinds is forbidden. But I couldn't Auriana,” he gently held my palm. “I think of your smile every night before I sleep. Since the first day I saw you in that room, you've occupied my thoughts and the mere sight of you with another guy burns me more than silver.”

“I'll go write something in my room.” No one looked twice as I slipped out. But I didn't go to my room. I went to the Velvet Lodge. It was the most decadent building in the entire pack city with towering stone arches and gold balconies that glittered like a crown under the moonlight. It was the kind of place where the most powerful wolves stayed, where whispers were traded for gold and where one man, the Devil, was currently residing. I pulled my hood lower over my face, adjusting the loose-fitting traveling cloak. My hands trembled beneath the fabric as I walked up the carved status, heart hammering like I'd stolen something.

Neo POV Sitting in the dim light of my room, the only glow came from my laptop screen, flickering images of discipline and control from a site not known to the softer souls of our world. "Reform and Remold," the website promised, a place for werewolf alphas to send their wayward sisters, daughters, and female pack members to learn obedience, far from the forgiving eyes of their families. The camp, masked as a reformatory institute, was nothing short of a prison, its programs designed not to nurture but to break.

“That's my wife! Come. Let's make this night more colorful and passionate." "Ha..Ha, Im yours." "You understand that werewolves have stronger stamina.. so don't be surprised if my stamina can stay up to three to four rounds overnight." “This, a story, an information, or a warning?” “All, let's start round one!” Remus's face is close and their lips are already meeting....their bodies were already together and the sound of their sighs could be heard filling the room. ### Knock knock "Remus, Bella, wake up!"

I couldn't help but ask, trying to make myself look nonchalant when I was dying to know about it. "Baby, we werewolves have heightened emotions, you are clear about that, right? And that mate is the only person you are destined to be with by the moon goddess herself. When you find your mate, the feeling of caring about him, loving him, is 10 times stronger in a normal werewolf compared to any human. And the best way to show our love is through lovemaking. When I and Markus found each other, we couldn't even wait for few hours before we both lost ourselves into each other, and to say it's been more than two months for Alexander.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

Some didn't, so I needed to sound as human as possible while I was talking to them. Every wolf was in a rage, so it was a hard time to keep control for everyone. Sometimes, it could happen that we use a very unnaturally loud voice. That sounded more like a howl. Everyone here missed Ellen, which was clear on their faces. The sadness came through the excitement of the search. Since we were with ten wolves, I hoped we could pick up her scent. Everyone was done unpacking, and we could start. I gave them all a letter. The wolves stayed apart from the humans for their safety. You never know that a wolf lost control over a human. Werewolves also had strict rules not to change in front of humans.