Wolfoo Scary Novels & Stories

We couldn't see anything, not ourselves but feel each other and heard screams of everyone wanting to be free from the dark clouds around us. I cried scared of what was happening. Suddenly my eyes opened hearing a loud growl. A werewolf. My body shakes holding my mom scared. "We found that sheep in wolf clothing!" I heard Bazar yell. My fingers dug into my mom's skin but frightened as I heard the werewolf and protectors fighting. I screamed as it made a loud sound of being killed. "Get rid of the wolfsbane," I heard Bazaar.

“The guy I met last weekend — umm, what's his name again? Barry or maybe Larry, shit I can’t remember his name, but he just didn't do it for me—Maybe I just need to meet the right guy.” AWOOOO! A loud howl ripped through the silent night, startling the girls. The werewolf was pissed, how dare this Barry or Larry touched her. How dare he sampled what rightfully belonged to him. He told himself if he ever got his paws on this filthy guy, his head would roll, literally. It howled again, louder this time. “What the hell was that?” Katherine asked as she grabbed onto her friend.

This scream was much higher, and his body filled with fear. He ran toward the sound and couldn’t believe his eyes when Lola transformed right in front of him. His throat went dry when he looked at the massive red wolf whose ember eyes seemed to stare right into his soul. At that moment he knew where he had seen those eyes before, it flashed right before his eyes: the image of him pushing the Fire Wolf baby into the river.

“That's not how you talk about my cooking. He frowned. “That's not what I meant. It smells like an animal in heat. “It's probably just my mother's friend Cynthia. She does tarot readings at a store downtown and they burn all kinds of incense. The scent follows her like a cloud. She would be the type of woman who would wear a perfume called Eau de Wolf . Oh, that reminds me. ’ As the pasta boiled, I dragged the huge book Derek had given me from my backpack by the door and held it out to him. “My friend Derek gave me this. He's a mythology student and I think he can help me make a case to discredit Ruth...

It is not like he can hurt me without hurting himself in the process, so why would I feel fear towards my wolf? “Because she is dying you worthless human!” Beowulf growls out into the empty forest, the heart wrenching sound of my wolf’s howl brings tears to my own eyes as I watch him look down at Salara in devastation. ‘I will never forgive you for this human.’ Beowulf tells me, causing apprehension to settle in the pit of my stomach.

" I smiled and nodded. She turned back and continued to the plane. After she boarded, I looked down at the goblinGoblin and smiled. It was a shivering fear. “Solum is not like a she-wolf. She wolf kills Solum." “Don't worry about that. She won't." it did not seem to have believed me. I wouldn't either. Olivia was one scary individual. It looked up at the plane. “Big thing." It was said In a childlike way. I chuckled and looked at the plane.

All Gore knew was if witches and vampires were working together to come after Harlow, it meant serious trouble. Gore tried to reach for the child, but she only backed herself more under the desk, crying, "bat wot." He didn't blame her for being afraid of him. Seeing his wolf form must have been terrifying for her. "No Harlow, I won't hurt you." He reached out a hand for her again. "No." She screamed louder. Gore felt a small shock running through his body. "Please Harlow, I will never hurt you, no bad wolf, it's me Gore." He plead.

“Who.” A ripple moved through the crowd ahead—panic. Screams spiked. At the gate, several figures convulsed mid-stride, bodies twisting like wire in a fire. Clothes tore. Bones re-set. Werewolves burst from the throng, slashing into the nearest flesh. “Contact!” Tara shouted. “Gate!” Zak dropped a gear; the Hummer surged. A lean wolf broke from the melee, head up, eyes locking on the oncoming vehicle. “We’ve got one incoming,” Tara barked, bracing a hand on the dash.

A disembodied voice, emanating from a small speaker held aloft by another reporter. "This is Wolf's Bane," the voice boomed, laced with an unsettling coldness. "The destruction of Wolfe Medical was just the first step. We will not allow werewolves to continue to propogate and spread their curse." I looked at Xavier. "Wolf's Bane?" "Another terrorist group?" Amira groaned. "Again?" Xavier chuckled. "The lycan version of Blood Moon, and way more organized." The fear that had been simmering within me since the explosion intensified, coiling around my heart like a serpent.

I whined, picking up a sweatshirt with fragility. "Well... because you didn't listen to the warnings and so you brought this upon yourself. Good luck and try to stay alive." Alpha Gray laughed, closing the door to my escape and the door of the big laundry room. Werewolves sweat and blood smell awful than humans because of the supernatural power they hold. But I will surely be dying over this foul smell. "Oh! Look. It's Clara the troublemaker." The beta entered the room, pushing a big trolley filled with another pile of dirty clothes.