Werewolves Vs Vampires Movies Novels & Stories

“Vampires… are evil.” “Werewolves broke the treaty.” He cocked an eyebrow. “Is there not crime on your side? Why else would you have police?” I set my jaw. “Evil is not exclusive of species.” “We’re still different.” “Yes,” Cillian said. “Different, but not so different. Werewolves, for all intents and purposes, are simply weaker versions of vampires.” “What?” I screeched. “Now you’re just lying to me.” “Am I?”

“You’ll encounter vampires, witches, fae, demons, and things that don’t have names in any human language.” “Demons are real?” I asked, surprised. “Very. Though most stay in their own realms. The ones who cross over are usually trouble.” She took a sip of tea. “Vampires are the most common threat to werewolves. They see you as competition for territory and food sources. They’re faster than wolves, stronger in some cases, and they don’t feel pain the same way.” “How do you kill one?”

As for the blood wolf, it reverted back to its human form, but its head was deformed beyond recognition. Alpha Broderick scanned the place and saw that his subjects were in a disadvantageous position. He also noticed that the enemies number seems higher than theirs. Not only that, their regeneration speed was faster compared to his people. As blood wolves are vampires pet, they can be considered as its kin or descendant. They can suck blood from any lifeforms to restore their wounds and provide them energy. On the other hand, Alpha Broderick's warriors were tired and have accumulated wounds after wounds. Although their healing ability is fast, if the fight continues for several hours, they'l

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

Her piercing green eyes questioned me silently from under her furrowed brows. “Werewolves are -” “I know about werewolves but they should only exist in stories and movies, not here!” She exclaimed. “Really, you have movies about us? That’s cool!” “That’s all you heard, like seriously?” “If you know about werewolves then you probably know that our wolves can fight a small amount of silver. Although it burns, we just need some time to recover.” “But that wasn’t a small amount of silver. That vampire said that it’s gonna be lethal then how -”

Aayan "Then we would have to finish her, before she finishes us all." Maya "For now, we all would have to work together." The werewolves agreed. For the first time in centuries, the vampires and werewolves decided to join hands to fight a new rival, who was stronger, faster and deadlier than any other creature.

"Werewolves are the only creatures immune to the venom of vampires. Another point is that we werewolves are mortal…. We age differently from vampires" "Huh?. Mortal?". Darcia was getting the whole point. "Yes, mortal. We are not like Vampires that are immortal. We also have a weakness which is mate bond…. But since you haven't found your destined Mate, I doubt you'll get affected by that". "What the…. But he called me his Mate".

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

One of the Vampire's was larger than most humans, broad shoulders with thick, tree-trunk arms. The large Vampire grinned at me, showing a set of bloody teeth. His companion was much smaller, a female with an even happier look on her face. They were enjoying this, I found myself scoffing at them both. I lunged at the big one first, determined to knock him off his feet. Even with the Vampire's enhanced speed and strength, they were no match for me. Werewolves were stronger than Vampire's, it was what kept us alive for thousands of years. Our animalistic side worked with us, supported us--while a Vampire's animalistic side controlled them, made them eternally bloodthirsty.

A sharp blade sticks out of the chest, Berkhes heard the cunning creature and managed to plunge the blade of the sickle, at the last moment before the blow. With a powerful jerk, he threw off the writhing vampire, and throwing him onto the concrete, finished him off, crushing his skull. Baruz with dexterity avoided the awkward attacks of sleepy half-breeds, despite the fact that it was quite dark in the subway, it was day outside, so the vampires did not receive enough energy to somehow resist the werewolves, the latter didn't even need to take on animal form to defeat the faint resemblance of real vampires. In a moment it was all over. Twenty-five bodies sprawled lifelessly, not always enti