Who Does Tyler Kill To Become A Werewolf

Rula is an elite prostitute. Her destiny has given her a glimmer of light: to become the strongest Luna Alpha. Tragically, Luna's pregnancy is judged a sin by the prophecy. No matter how much the Alpha loves Luna, the Alpha must make a decision. A decision that takes work. What happens to Luna? For the sanctity of her love, Luna will take revenge. To whom? Remember that love is not strong without loyalty.

Growing up in an institute dedicated to training supernatural killers, the only thing Werewolf alpha, Traeger has ever known is how to fight. Jelena is on vacation with her family when she stumbles upon an Institute of Supernatural killers. However, she can't help but feel this alluringly overwhelming attraction toward Traeger. Traeger never expected to find a mate, but he will do all he can to protect her, even if it means destroying the only home that he's ever known.

Caspian and Callista had a bad relationship when their parents got married. Caspian thought Callista's mother married his father for money, so he hated them. Caspian disliked it even more when he found out that Callista was dating Orion, who was Caspian's rival since high school. Orion is the son of the richest man in Canada, one level richer than Caspian's family. He increasingly thinks that Callista and her mother are gold diggers.Until one night Callista accidentally saw Caspian's transformation into a werewolf. Callista was very surprised, Caspian was also surprised. Because, no one knows about the problem other than himself and also a great scientist in his city. Caspian was exposed to severe radiation effects while doing research in the lab, so he mutated into a werewolf. To keep the secret, Caspian threatened Callista. He didn't trust her, so he watched her every move. He always pressured and threatened Callista. Until he began to be seduced by Callista's body and fucked her. He did not expect that Callista was still a virgin when he made love to Callista. "From now on you are mine. Stay away from that bastard because I don't like his smell on your body." Caspian said sharply and with emphasis. "You have no right over me, bastard! If you touch me one more time, I'll tell mom and dad to break your hand!" Callista said with emotion and pain all over her body.

The Moon Goddess gave Lois a mission—kill Alpha Erika and end his blood-soaked reign. Lois was born with tattoos that carried the sacred map to the one weapon that could avenge the massacre of the Moonland Pack. Sent by the Moon Goddess herself, she was created for one purpose: To destroy the Alpha who dared to erase the descendants of the divine. But to reach him, she must first get through his son. And his son, King was everything she hated—until he became everything she couldn’t resist. As Lois uses King to get to Erika, she never expects to fall for the monster trapped inside him. Nor does she expect betrayal, exposure… and a child growing within her. Now hunted by her enemies and abandoned by the Goddess who once chose her, Lois must make an impossible choice: Save the man she was sent to kill or plunge the dagger into his heart before he loses control and destroys everything—including her.

After five years in a world ruled by werewolves, I still haven't found a way back to the human world. So I did the only thing I could. I married my fated mate, Ryan Darcy, a devastatingly handsome Lycan Prince with a towering frame. The night we sealed our mate bond, we traded secrets. Leaning close, I whispered in his ear, "The truth is, I'm not from this world. Treat me wrong, and I'll disappear back to where I came from. You'll never find me again." Ryan immediately swears he'll love me more than life itself. He pulls me close, holding me so tight it's like he's afraid I'll disappear any second. But then Eleanor Darcy—his stepsister, sent away for a political marriage in another pack—returns. Bit by bit, I watch as Ryan's attention shifts to her. Devastated, I start looking for a way back to the human world. I throw myself at walls, try to hang myself, even jump into the lake, but nothing works. Ryan grows more distant with each passing day. "Susan, I expected better from you. Since when have you stooped to cheap attention-seeking stunts? 'Crossed over from another world?' You can't honestly expect me to buy that nonsense." That's when I realized he hadn't believed a single word I'd said.

Jack born again to take revenge of murder of his parents and his mate but in completely different world. He gets born as a werewolf in the family of vampires. Moon mark on her neck and wolf mark on the nape of his neck is only symbolised to recognise one another. But his enemy already starts the game. A lot of tragedy happens in between. Will he get his love in this life or he will again lost her?

THIS IS A NOVEL WHERE YOU WILL FIND WEREWOLF AND CONTEMPORARY EROTIC SHORT STORIES (MOST WEREWOLF) FROM ALPHA TO OMEGA, SEXY STEPDADDY TO HORNY STEPBROTHERS, YOU'LL FIND THEM HERE. Hots for my Luna Derrick’s POV: “You’re mine now, Derrick.” She bit her lip, removing her hands from my cock only to position her pussy right where I wanted it. I looked down at my cock. It was hard as a rod. The luna hummed appreciatively, gripping the base with a hungry look in her eyes. She licked her lips and lowered herself to me. “Wait—” The luna let out a growl and did not let me speak, as she sinks onto my cock. “Fuuuuuuuccckkkk,” My words are lodged back into my throat before I threw my head back, my hips jerking. She’s out of control. The luna moaned, running her fingers up my abs, feeling every pec as she started to bounce on my hard dick. “Derrick!” She moaned and I looked at her from where she was bouncing up and down on my cock. All reason immediately flies out of the window as the insane pleasure starts to build, and I gripped her hips. “Shit… Luna!” My voice came out husky, caught between a groan and a plea. I wanted to slow her down. I needed to. But I couldn't find the strength to stop her. I could see in her eyes that she wanted this just as much as I do. She’s my luna, and I’m her beta. I’m supposed to protect her, not fuck her brains out as she rides my dick in total abandon!

Sometimes we bear the punishments for the mistakes we didn't commit. As the above sentence said, Adira Elisaveta, the werewolf princess now going to bear the punishments for her elder's mistakes. The vengeance between the vampire and Werewolf races hasn't ceased for centuries. As the bloodline of both races decreased, they worried that they may turn non-existent. So, both the races decided to cease the wars and bloodshed with the marriage pact between them. Can a werewolf accept a man who wasn't her mate? Can she lead a life with the Vampire king? When she was struggling with all her troubles with the marriage, she was supposed to meet the Vampire King. During their first meet, she was shocked to the hell when her wolf screamed MATE seeing the vampire king. Can things get worse than this in her life? Can she accept him? To know more... read the story of the Werewolf Princess Adira Elisaveta.

Nami, an ordinary office worker, finds a stranger naked and dying in the woods. She helps the stranger and soon gains a relationship with her. Little did Nami know, that girl she saved was a werewolf. Follow them on this journey to see how it ends.

My adopted daughter, Phoebe Marsh, possessed an evil ability. Whenever she got hurt, the pain would also be inflicted directly on my biological daughter, Maisie Shaw. She deliberately hurt herself, covering her body with wounds and bruises. Then, she would turn around with cold eyes, watching Maisie writhe on the floor in agony until she passed out from the pain. With no medical solution available, I broke down and held Maisie close, begging my husband, Brandon Shaw, to send Phoebe away. However, he would erupt in fury. "It's obviously Maisie who's been faking illness for attention, and you're making up this ridiculous story to get rid of Phoebe. She's just a fragile, helpless child. How can you be so vicious?" After that, Phoebe escalated her self-harm even more viciously. Meanwhile, Maisie spent every day curled up in the corner of her bed, refusing to let anyone touch her. On Maisie's birthday, Phoebe threw herself from the fifth floor. Just as Maisie was blowing out her candles and making a wish, she suddenly began bleeding from all her facial orifices, and she died instantly. Yet, Phoebe only suffered minor scrapes. I died from overwhelming grief shortly after. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to Phoebe's first day in our home. Maisie was playing with her Legos when she suddenly clutched her ankle and started crying. This time, I grabbed the broom from behind the door and swung it toward Maisie, shouting, "I'll beat you up for faking illness and seeking attention!"