Wolves In Folklore Novels & Stories

I am a doctor who specializes in treating infertility. People liked to joke and call me the "Life-Bringer." By day, I worked at the hospital, handling the toughest, most puzzling cases. By night, I used something called the Spirit Bride Rite, a long-lost ritual from ancient times to preserve a man's ability to have children, even after he had just passed. It was a method that went against nature and drained me dry, so I didn't take just any job. I worked for the wealthy. My starting fee was 600 thousand dollars. That day, I had barely taken a sip of champagne at a client's grandson's baby shower before an urgent request came in. If I counted right, this would be my 17th husband.

In the remote town of Black Hollow, death wears the mask of wolves—but the truth is far darker. Dr. Evelyn Hart, a brilliant but skeptical forensic pathologist, is sent from the city to investigate a string of brutal killings. The townsfolk whisper about curses, ancient legends, and a beast that stalks beneath the full moon. Evelyn trusts science, not superstition. But when claw marks gouge trees higher than any wolf could reach, when the dead are crushed with impossible force, and when glowing eyes stare back at her in the forest, her certainty begins to fracture. Drawn into a chilling web of blood, folklore, and fate, Evelyn discovers she bears a mark older than the town itself—a mark that ties her to a man both dangerous and magnetic, a man who claims she was destined to be his mate. As her body betrays her and the wolf within claws free, she must choose: cling to the human life she built… or embrace the monstrous destiny that waits under the moon.

I sell handmade fortune cookies in the park. Each one costs $10,000, yet every day, people fight to buy them. That’s because what I sell are fertility fortune cookies. Eat one, and you can get pregnant instantly. You can even choose what kind of child you want. Slip in a double-yolk charm, and you’ll have twins. Seal in a perfect test paper, and your child will be a genius. A spayed female dog ate one and ended up pregnant with six puppies. Someone buried a fortune cookie beneath a withered tree, and by the next day, it had burst into full bloom. I sell fortune cookies to both women and men—anyone who wants to get pregnant. I turn no one away. Even animals, if they so much as make a sound, I’ll feed them. Until one day, a young woman, Mara Kessler, who had been standing in line from dawn until dusk, finally stepped forward and timidly said she wanted to buy a fortune cookie. I only took one look at her, then staggered back in terror. "I can’t sell to you. Leave. Now."

My mother's honey shop served only women, and she sold only one type of honey. The honey was contained in small glass jars, and it had an eerie name—Heart-Eroding Honey. Whenever women came to buy honey, my mother would personally lead them through the shop and into the mysterious beehive room in the backyard. Shortly after the door was closed, there would always be faint, suppressed moans coming from inside. I never knew whether it was from pain or satisfaction. However, when the women reemerged, they would all have rosy faces and radiant smiles, as if they had been completely nourished.

I was a private fertility specialist who handled the kind of cases no reputable clinic would touch. During the day, I treated ordinary patients. But once night fell, the sign outside my clinic flipped over, and my real clients arrived. Wealthy wives with family secrets to protect. Women desperate to leave behind an heir for husbands who couldn’t father children themselves. I thought I had seen every kind of unusual case until this one. The client was a man who had just died. And technically speaking, he was my twenty-seventh husband.

In the vampire—enslaved present world, Myra longed for a better life. After a horrid tragedy that ended her life, she was reborn as a lowlife Omega from a folklore in the year 1721. Now she must save the Lycans from their impending doom, and rewrite history.

It was prophesied in Shifter folklore that when a Solar Lycan was born, great change would come to the Shifter population. Only trouble was that it was all it was, an unfulfilled prophecy; no Solar Lycan had been seen for more than a thousand years. Had she ever even existed? Well, here's the thing: sometimes, occasionally, prophecies do get fulfilled.

Elena Thompson thought folklore belonged in her lectures - until it came alive. At the Moonlight Festival in one moment she was laughing with her best friend in next she turned at the sound of her name and collided with someone - hard. Strong hands steadied her, and when she looked up, everything else disappeared. Amber eyes. A smile that stole her breath. A stranger who looked at her as though she were the only soul in the world. Ren is an Alpha, but Elena is human. She doesn’t belong in his world. It's a taboo. That love would break every law of his kind.

Nora Hale didn’t come to Willowfall looking for magic, monsters, or fate. She came to disappear. At twenty-four, Nora is a veterinarian with a kind heart, a quiet nature, and scars no one can see. Fleeing an abusive past, she leaves everything behind for a run-down house on the edge of a small town and a chance to start over near her grandmother. Willowfall seems peaceful enough, wrapped in forest and folklore, until the nights fill with howls and the townspeople whisper about beasts that shouldn’t exist. When Nora discovers a massive black wolf chained and bleeding in the woods, her instincts override her fear. She frees him, heals him, and unknowingly alters the course of her life forever. The wolf disappears before dawn, but his piercing blue eyes haunt her, lingering in her thoughts long after he’s gone. Colton Grimfang is the Alpha of a powerful werewolf pack and a leader forged by duty and violence. Quiet, intimidating, and fiercely fair, he has protected his people for years by keeping their secret hidden. He never expected his fated mate to be human, nor to find her bleeding courage and compassion into the heart of a world that should never touch hers. As rogue wolves stalk the forest and hunters rise from the shadows, Nora is drawn deeper into a dangerous truth. Her past resurfaces in the form of a man who refuses to let her go, and the pack she never knew exists is divided over her place among them. Bound by fate and threatened by war, Nora must decide whether love is worth the cost of leaving her humanity behind, while Colton faces the ultimate choice between his pack and the woman who owns his soul.

Horror stories originate from somewhere. Whether from eyewitness accounts or from survivors' tales, they come from somewhere. And while all of us grow up with the folklore, how many of us genuinely believe that werewolves and vampires prowl through the night, taking what they want. I will admit I didn't believe the tales. I thought werewolves and vampires were nothing more than make-believe. Scary stories meant to keep kids in line. That is until a monster ripped me from my warm and sold me to the highest bidder. Where nightmares and horror stories become true is where my story begins. Can I ever be free again, or will the beasts rule my body and soul forever. TRIGGER WARNING!!!!!