Ya Werewolf/shifter Romance Novels & Stories

He barely touched it. Wren whined. A high-pitched whine straight from his throat. As soon as Jackson lifted his hand, the whine stopped. Jackson repeated the motion, even slower this time. The whine repeated. Jackson sighed. “Wren,” he muttered. “It’s ok if you’re not ready for this. You’ve been through a lot and need to heal at your own speed.” It’d help if therapists would take on werewolf patients. He truly hated his country with every fiber of his being.

Metal-pale and tanned in flickers of lights. I stared in horror. Kieran shoved me backward. "Run!" Tyra leaped. The fight erupted… Metal clashed with claws, and light flashed as weapons discharged. I backed toward the far wall, hands shaking. But my legs wouldn't move. Wouldn't run. Not this time. My wolf stirred deep in my chest. Let me out, she whispered. I closed my eyes. Focused. And this time, I didn't fight her. The shift came slower than before. More controlled. It is not agony, it is more like: I walked into my own skin.

“Are you really a shifter?” “Huh?” I shake my head and laugh. “Shifter. Or werewolf. In paranormal romance books, any sort of were or shifter is always described as being warmer than normal humans.” Wes raises an eyebrow, looking amused. “I didn’t know that.” “I’m a little weird. Maybe I should have warned you.” Slowly, he angles his body toward me and brings one arm up, resting it on the back of the couch behind me. “I like weird.”

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

She suddenly seemed like a different person, a nasty one. "First and foremost, I'm the reason why the Alpha hates you so much. You're well aware that I've always loved him from the beginning but you were the lucky one. You were prettier, stronger and most importantly, you had a wolf, something I could only dream of. You were our parents' pride while I was their shame, the extra. You were favoured by them while I was only regarded as weak and useless and thus I was ignored." She said and I could sense the hurt in her voice.

"We'll guide you through it. Just focus on the feeling you had when you first shifted. Let your instincts take over." Vivi closed her eyes, her brow furrowed in concentration. Slowly, her form began to change once again. This time, the shift was smoother, less painful. Within moments, the beautiful red wolf stood before them once more. Xander quickly shifted as well, nuzzling against Vivi's neck in reassurance. Kane and Dax followed suit, and soon the entire pack was in wolf form. As they began the journey back to the compound, Xander stayed close to Vivi's side, ready to support her if she faltered. But she ran with a natural grace, her powerful legs eating up the distance.

I said to her hesitantly. “When I was a younger goddess, I decided to experiment with one of my wolves. I would only create one. She is special, and unlike ordinary wolves in every way. She is stronger, faster, bigger. She can hear better, see better, and smell better. She stands on two feet. She can even talk in her wolf form. Once you merge with this wolf, you will become what you were always meant to be. Harper, you are the first Lycan queen and your fated mate is the first Lycan King of all wolves. Your wolf will transfer power to your mate’s wolf, gifting him power that matches yours. A Lycan is an old breed of wolf that I have been saving. She along with her mate is meant to combat an

moment. It honored him that Jamie and then Mike chose to share their secret with him, but he hadn't known what to do with it. So she'd given him this ancient book to read, Legends of the Werewolf. Combined with his own personal attraction to all things Romanian, it hadn't been that much of a reach for him to believe her. "Despite everything," Jamie had said, "I knew instantly he was it for me. Even before we had any kind of a date." So, was that what was happening here? Did shifters somehow figure into this? Was Lia -

But a few seconds passed, a bulk of memories from someone, of what happened in the past, had directly shared into my mind. My heart raced fast as I started to watch those memories like a film… There was a war that broke out between the humans and shifters–werewolves. It was raining that night, a couple ran in the middle of the forest, carrying their newborn child. They were being chased by human hunters. The couple shifted into their wolf forms to protect their child, but ended up getting killed as the silver arrows with a poisonous liquid on it got pierced to their hearts. The female werewolf tried to caress her little daughter for one last time, but before her hand could reach her, her he

"Actually, it's also partly me. You know, Harem hates people with Omega attributes. Because in order to survive in that place, I could only lie to him that I was Beta. I took a suppressant to mask my pheromones. So you can't be blamed for this." "Azura, sorry I almost killed you." Kayler looked at her, his eyes red. Maybe he cried. Azura felt things weren't as bad as she thought when Kayler learned she was a werewolf with Omega attributes. Kayler, on the other hand, treated her very kindly. Azura smiled, said to him: "Kayler, thanks for not hating an Omega." "Azura, can I still be friends with you?" Kayler looked at her expectantly. It was the first time she saw such a sincere Kayler. Azura