Wolf Story Novels & Stories

It had been almost two months since Nicole discovered her abilities as a she wolf a moment that had entirely changed her life, she had experienced three major events in just a space of one year. Each every was just a means to set up the next big event in her life all building a stronger woman. It all stated with the tragic accident, then she found true love in Henry and became a mythical being.

Cole growled back. Peter smiled “You just found me out huh? Yep, I’m a wolf too.” He says to us. “How?” Cole asks. “Well, you see my mother was a wolf she was the daughter of an Alpha of the Red River Pack. My father was a Warlock. When my father was 21 and my mother was 18, they had a love affair resulting in my mother getting pregnant. Her family never approved of my father. They didn’t like the fact that he was a Warlock. We were a happy little family until one day by chance my mother found her true mate. She left my father and I to be with him. My father turned cold and started doing dark magic. He wanted to punish my mother, her mate and her family. He killed all of them.” He ends his s

The Solar Eclipse Pack was a small pack that consisted of about 500 wolves and 100 of them were warriors. they were located in the rural parts of Virginia, more specific closer to Marion, Virginia. They have been fighting other packs around them for months,because they were the smallest pack of the packs around them. Those fight were more for territory over anything else. The strongest of any of the packs around them was the Blood Lust pack. All they cared about was power and territory.

“The three black werewolves, it was a message.” Aria frowned, not understanding. “The time of the terrorists. The three black werewolves. The king and his two eldest sons. One of them is a prisoner now.” The Terrorizers. The ones her father wanted to stop. They were three black werewolfs, always three with one flying at the front and one on each behind him. They were known to cause terror and therefore got the name. Alone, they took many lives and burned villages down to the ground.

Feral wolves who attack without a reason or prior warning. I turned towards the forest,my eyes searching for Alexander. As I ran towards the fray,a chilling realization stopped me cold. The howls weren't random. They were organized. When I reached the border,a wolf caught my attention,his fur was as dark as night,and eyes as crimson as blood. A voice echoed in my mind,deep and unfamiliar. “Finally. It's time Lea,you can't run anymore.”

"Because there's no way I just saw you change into a...oh no!" Willow dragged Japh to the side. "What do you want me to say to her? She saw everything!" She worriedly said. "I don't know what to do but the best thing is to deny. Jordan will not approve of this" Japh warned. "Deny? Can you hear yourself? How will that help?" "I don't know! Oh God!" Japh raked his fingers through his brown hair. Willow sighed and turned to Iris. "I'm a werewolf"

Where the silver half was molded to form a crescent moon, the gold created a perfectly round sun. Every time I slowed, too busy gawking at the elaborate artwork lining the walls, the wolf at Azrael’s side nudged me with its snout. First of all, the paintings moved. How could I not stop and stare? Second, the legends always said that Orion was the most powerful of the wolf gods, but it wasn’t until now that I actually believed it. It was oh so comforting that he also happened to have the worst attitude. When the wolf bumped me for the fourth time I grunted, “Can you tell your pet to stop pushing me along? Don’t let my perky ass fool you, I’m not cattle.”

Wolf discloses. My eyes turn wide with each passing moment. “ I knew that witches were real and Oracles and Elves because I have seen them. And now there are vampires as well. Are you kidding me?! ” I hiss at him, my heart pounding in my chest. Wolf nods grimly with a small awkward smile stretching across his lips. I hit my forehead with the palm of my right hand. “ According to my mother’s stories…Vampires…Eeeee…Drink human blood and even store it for….Eeee…future use. ” I grimace.

One hand holding my hand the other on my back doing small circles, and understanding reaching his eyes as they fill with sorrow and heart break. “Soon enough though the warlock found her, a battle broke free and the little wolf had to shift for the first time. A matter of life and death. No one was there to protect her, so she protected herself. But scars were left, and a hole that would never fill. So the brave little wolf turned her back and ran.. she just kept running.. for years she was alone, learning to thrive off the land and being rejected as a rouge to most packs.” I say taking a deep breath and composing myself, I say the final line to my story.

“Your wolf is nothing like the ones the rest of us carry. She is the legendary White Wolf—a creature as breathtakingly beautiful as she is rare. However, her nature is a complex one; she is deeply shy, a trait she has carried through the ages,” Valerius explained, his voice resonant with the weight of his experience.