Wolf And The Moon Novels & Stories

There were loud rumors that she might not have a wolf, which was abnormal. Her parents disliked her because of it. Despite being their only child, it only made them angrier. At the age of fifteen, she prayed softly to the Moon Goddess, wishing that she would receive her wolf, but fate was not hers to decide. That full moon night, she stood with other young pups who were about to transform on the sacred ground. She could see her mother's glaring eyes and her father's stern gaze from where they sat. It was as if she had been given a final chance to prove herself worthy before the pack.

He spoke: "I know you are confused about a lot of things: you have been given a gift by the Oracle- you are now a werewolf but your mind is yet to adapt to your new abilities. You will experience heightened senses, a burning anger, and a fearful hunger. Under a full moon, your abilities will increase but so will your desire for blood. Eventually, you will learn to control this but for now you need to be careful let's the beast in you destroy what you cannot restore"

His heart knew it as well as his cock. Every so often he glanced over to where Jamie sat, admiring her luscious body that the jeans and heavy sweater still could not disguise. An itch crawled beneath the surface of his skin and the temperature in his blood rose incrementally. The moon would be out soon. It was only part myth that wolves shifted on the full moon. Shifters could actually transform any time, but the Halloween moon was a signal for the wolf to come out strong and powerful. Even though he'd just shifted the night before, his body was already sending him signals that the hour would be here before he realized it.

continued to chant, moving to every corner and finally staining it crimson red before it caught fire. Celeste exclaimed, “No!” with disappointment. I ask her, “Tell me what’s happening?” Celeste answered, “It’s as if she is everywhere and at the same time she is nowhere.” Dixie went on, “She has been heavily cloaked.”“No this isn’t any elementary cloaking spell. She has been warded off.” Celeste replied. It was Delilah, Isabella’s aunt. What did she desire from Isabella, as she spelled it? When I was unable to hear anything else, I lost it. I growled so loudly that the ground shook with sheer terror. The vibrations were so great that they tore through the earth, bringing everyone to their k

I should do something before Dad finds me. I was shivering and trembling badly with stress. It was nearly midnight, and the night was picturesque. A black to navy gradient was the backdrop for a full moon. The night sky was so clear you could almost see every crater from the only window in the house. The moon, a glowing yellow-white, Loomed large, surrounded by an ethereal glow. The light of the moon hit me as I became extremely hairy in no minutes and quite a bit more bitey and aggressive. The sharp claws and teeth were exposed and my white furry tail popped out along with them. Sound of cracking bones while my wolf forced out from my body.

Nina,short for Nicolina just turned eighteen in the month of the full moon.Although,considering the fact that she'd get to finally see her wolf form and get to know her mate,she wasn't happy. The vampires and werewolves lived together in harmony ages past until a werewolf and a vampire violated the code and everything was ruined. They were at serious war that not only claimed the lives of many of them but that of Nina's mother also-the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack,her father being the Alpha.

His eyes were the sun. The trees passed Moon’s huge frame quickly and he stopped. He spotted a wolf. A brown wolf. A magnificent one. The wolf was a bit smaller than Moon. It was a female. It was Viviana’s wolf, Miracle. Her brown fur had shining golden borders. Her ears were sharp and straight. She was alert. Her back screamed possession.

Panic claws through me. I can’t. I can’t move. This is it. And then... The world splits open. The sound Jaxon makes isn’t human. It isn’t even just a wolf. It’s something bigger. Deeper. A roar that shakes the trees, that sends birds scattering into the night sky. It’s a sound that doesn’t just come from his throat but from the earth itself. The rogue freezes above me. Its eyes flicker with fear, its body trembling despite its hunger. Instinct—pure instinct—forcing it to submit.

“I’m largely unremarkable except for being Alpha of a strong pack… or would be Alpha. I was average in school at best, and I’m decently strong for a she-wolf but not special.” “Katla, it’s an ancient prophecy about the origins of wolves. The Moon Goddess herself created the first wolf in her image on a full moon and blessed that wolf with her power through the Moonstone and Night Flame. Our packs were once together,” I told her, “United under the Moonstone and Night Flame.” “So, we’re cousins?” she smirked.

Behind the sealed Moon Rite door, the trapped wolves began to howl again. ***