Wolf Michael Jackson Thriller Werewolf Novels & Stories

"Our packs desperately need werewolves who are not afraid of danger and do not care about personal interests, but only care about the interests of the whole pack like you." I paused for a moment, looked through everyone, and spoke. “Of course I commend your spirit, but the rules are made for everyone to follow, not for people to break. Violators of the law will be appropriately punished. If you are not lying and everything written in your diary is true, then I will reward you, but you will also be punished for entering an important meeting. That punishment is not light.” "If what he said is really true, then he has made a great contribution, I hope you ease his punishment." Mike said while t

I say deciding to try it out, I thought about my wolf form, and I did let it go, but nothing, I was still in my human form standing in front of him. "It didn't work," I say looking at Ethan. "Try harder," Roman scolds, and I looked at him with a glare. "I'm trying," I say. "One more time Millie, try to focus," Ethan says, I closed my eyes, and I tried to think about the wolf, but I didn't know if I even had a wolf side, I know I'm a vampire, I can show him that side, but not my wolf side.

Michael flew away and crashed on a tree. Michael whimpered in pain and shook his head to get off the dizziness, It took a while for Michael to recover however the other people already shifted and attacked Khaleed altogether but Khaleed doesn't seem to mind and instead he punched the werewolf that was nearest to him and grabbed the fur and used him as a shield to receive the damage from being bitten by the other pack members. The werewolf that he used as a shield whimpered in pain as soon as he was bitten.

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

He immediately finds the cameras on the third floor. He is now looking at Accalia who's walking carefully but something caught his attention. "Accalia! The werewolf is in the wall!" he said while panicking. After what her uncle said Accalia immediately look at her upper part. The werewolf smirk as he gets down to the wall. His form is a big human-wolf with a fur of a wolf that is colored black and gray. He shows his teeth as if he was ready to bite Accalia and his saliva is dripping as if he that a delicious meal is right in his front.

His eyes glowed like molten fire, locked on Kael, who now looked less like a brother and more like prey. My lungs refused to work. My world tilted. No. This wasn’t possible. But it was. Because standing there wasn’t a man. It wasn’t a dream. It was a werewolf. And not just any werewolf. A mafia beast dressed in power, violence, and blood. And I was chained to him. **************** AUTHOR’S NOTE Wow… what a moment, right? I’ve been waiting to share this part where Lyra finally sees who Malaki truly is. Now that his secret is out, I’m curious how do you feel about him? Is he a monster, or something more than that?

It tingles I remember a doctor in Mexico recommending I get a dog to lick a cut on my hand to make it heal faster. My dad and I had laughed at third world medicine, but of course I'd researched it later, and there is something to it. I wonder if a werewolf's saliva is even better? I stroke his silky ears. I want to bury my hands in his fur, but he spins and trots toward the kitchen. I hear the swing of what must be a dog door and he's gone. So. Jackson King is a werewolf. Now I know. I'm surprised at how protective I feel over his secret. I will work even harder to straighten everything out a SeCure now that I know the company's brilliant CEO is a vulnerable to being exposed as I was.

"But I thought you destroyed..." "I destroyed what I could find," Jackson interrupts grimly. "But there must have been backup files, or someone made copies before I got to them. The footage is spreading everywhere. This is even higher than the first footage they released." He pulls out his phone, showing us a news feed that makes me break out in cold sweat. "BLACKHAWK CHICAGO PLAYER REVEALED AS ACTUAL WEREWOLF AND SHAPESHIFTER AMONG US" "HOCKEY STAR'S TRUE IDENTITY EXPOSED" and "WEREWOLF CAUGHT ON CAMERA: IS THIS REAL?"

He pretended not to understand. “Be calm Fighter, I know you are a werewolf. You are not the only one that is different from others you know, I am also a witch.” Jolie revealed. “Wait…” Fighter adjusted how he sat on the couch, and looked at her staring into her eyeballs. “You are a witch?” He asked and she bobbed grinning. “And you know I’m a werewolf but still invited me home? Are you trying to kill me? What did you put in the pancakes?” Fighter interrogated fearfully.

He had known that Jackson was observant, but he hadn't realized that he had encountered a creature like this before. "I assure you, Officer, that it was a werewolf," Blake said firmly. "We have the evidence to prove it." Jackson didn't look convinced, but he nodded and left the room. Blake let out a sigh of relief. He knew that he had to be careful around Jackson from now on. He couldn't afford for the officer to find out about the truth.