Ya Books About Werewolves Novels & Stories

Synopsis At age 10, Tara Shin watched as her Alpha father was brutally murdered by Lorez Blackclaw and what was left of the Shin clan fell under his ruthless rule. A decade later, Tara is treated just as terribly as back then, a slave to Lorez’s cronies and a whispered freak to the Blackclaw clan. With nowhere to go, she must undertake the blood moon’s ritual for wolves aging into 21. The goddess demands it as does Lorez Blackclaw. However when it all goes wrong, what will Tara do? Run away toward the feared monsters lurking in the dark wood or stay with the devil she knows?

"Not much," I replied with a frown. Tyler hovered over the books. One was an ancient leather-bound volume, its pages yellowed with age and filled with hand-drawn illustrations. The text either appeared to be printed somehow, or handwritten by someone with more patience and consistency than I could ever hope to possess. It was titled A History of Lycanthropy, and it detailed some notable packs, wars and werewolf related incidents of the past.

"You know, Ms. Spitz, I wonder what you know about soldiers or the war which is going on outside of our current borders." I swallowed. "I know that in school that I was taught the snipers and the soldiers on the front lines are usually alphas." "Right you are. Solely alphas. This gives us a single species in which we are seeking to find some way to augment the aggression. My current objective is to find the DNA difference between the three that exist in a heirarchy in our society: alpha, beta, and the elusive omega. We want to use the hypothesis of finding this biological adaptation which differentiated the alpha men from the best of the betas in terms of their physique and their mating

Yara I’m not sure if Alpha Warren brought me here because he recognized me as his mate and he didn’t have the strength to reject me in the woods, or if he knew that his pack doctor was well past his retirement years. Either way, I’m here and since I am, I’ll help this Alpha. This is the reason I chose medicine. He doesn't have to lose his leg. It will take a lot of effort on my part, but I'm excited to finally get to work on a werewolf, an Alpha no less.

I admired some of the old classics and new books as my eyes wandered over every title. I had gathered a stack of books in my hand, picking ones I wanted to read and taking them out. So far, I had five books that I found would pique my interest such as Alice in Wonderland, Pride and Prejudice and the Maze Runner. All of these books were human and I admired the wide selection of books that this room had. I tried to find one that was all about werewolves like the library back at my pack had and only seemed to find one that was labelled 'As Old As Time Will Tell' written by none other than one of the eldest werewolf alive which was 'Herbert Vanderlin'. In the blurb, it states his life as an old

Wyatt was goofy by nature, and his personality was lax, “What was the family able to tell you?” Kai gave me the rundown on everything that he had learned. There is a book on all of the special ability's that werewolves possess. They have been documented for thousands of years. The book is in a special library located within the Blue Lake pack on the west coast of the United States. “It was hard to see the fear in those wolves eyes when we told them what we knew. A few looked unsurprised, like they expected something like this to happen but others, and they want to hide,” Kai frowned solemnly.

The fresh, vibrant space made it easier for me to fall asleep. This book room had many precious books that not everyone had the opportunity to read. Most were books written by werewolves, but there were also many masterpieces of mankind. I had only read two books, both by werewolves. From those two books I knew that werewolves' knowledge was not inferior to humans at all.

Joshua smirked, he didn't expect to hear that. “I've read a lot of novels with scary Alpha's and Crybaby Luna’s who always get bullied by servants so the Alpha bares his teeth and growls deeply and in turn, the servant falls dead within a few seconds without the Luna knowing or after she had turned away and the Alpha orders someone to kill her.” “There are novels like that? I thought people didn't believe that werewolves exist?” Joshua asked, he knows what novels are but he had no idea that people wrote about his kind.

Jacob Boris stared dejectedly at his pack members, all gathered in a circle around him. He knew all their individual stories: from the college student who was Bitten by a rabid changeling, to the young 14-year old who found herself in the dead of night among a gang of werewolves. Hs knew all their stories, had to listen to each and every werewolf in his pack tell the story of how they were changed the moment they joined his pack . It was one of his many roles as an Alpha, his many, challenging, tiring roles.

But also at the back of his head, he was still troubled and could not shake off the hope growing in him from what he heard from Yendy and all the powers still flowing through him. Suddenly Yendy stopped and stared, frozen in place. Xendy was cut short by his thoughts and forced to take notice of what was happening. When he brought his mind to reality, it registered to him why Yendy froze. The bird was awake. ****** Lost in consciousness. Among her very first memories with her mother creeps into Iyya's head. That day, she was asking her mother about her favorite tale. “Where did you learn the tale of the werewolves and weredragons' mama?”