Ben Werewolf Novels & Stories

Yes," Becker nodded, pulling himself together. – I have a clear plan. They just called me shortly before your arrival, in a quarter of an hour they will come for me. - Fine. Sammy looked away. “I don't really understand what Defalco is trying to achieve. Kill everyone Travis cares about? But what about Miranda? She was clearly on Ray's side. "My friend told me to be careful with young werewolves," Becker said. “They have very little control over themselves, especially when they don’t recognize themselves as a wolf. As I understand it, Travis has no problems with this - you helped him to remain himself. Ray Defalco seems to be less fortunate.

Dante elaborated. Upon hearing this, Arlo immediately turned his gaze toward Viggo. During that particular full moon night, Xavier had become a werewolf. Moreover, Xavier had ancient werewolf blood within him. "Could Xavier possibly..." Arlo mumbled. Viggo paused for a moment and looked at Dante. "There's a human who became a werewolf. Could he possibly be stronger than me? He's a descendant of the Solstice Howlers," Viggo stated.

“Do we know anything else of the witches?” “It seems like she was the last of her kind,” Beta Wilson replies, before clearing his throat awkwardly and looking over at Jason. “Or–I mean–” “I’m half werewolf, too,” Jason says, stabbing his fork into a roasted carrot. He pops it into his mouth, then makes a face. The boy isn’t overly fond of vegetables, I know. “And that’s the half I choose to align myself with. Not whoever my mother is, or whatever she did. I’m one of you.”

His ears were pierced, and his beard had a grayish tint to it, but other than that, he was the picture of calmness. They are the werewolves of Vanara Pack, including the Theta Wolf Azeil Liam, Beta Geri Jaxon, assassin werewolf Triple Changer Oz Theodore, who was a spy and trainer of the scout wolves. The name Triple Changer was given to him because he could transform himself into three forms depending on the environment: human form, werecat, and werewolf. The lead warrior, Ultima Wolf Ray Marcus, trains the warriors of the Vanara pack. Howl Wolf Thor Evans is the horn keeper of the Vanara pack and second-in-command of the wolves.

With a determined expression, he led Emily forward, their footsteps echoing in the quiet stillness. As they approached the altar, a figure emerged from the shadows, its form shifting from that of a human to a majestic, silver-furred werewolf. The creature's eyes gleamed with a mix of wisdom and ancient knowledge, a testament to its age and authority. It was the Alpha, the leader of the werewolf pack. The Alpha's voice carried a deep resonance, commanding attention as it spoke. "Welcome, Emily Harper and Adam Brentwood. You have ventured far, guided by your desire to uncover the truth. But be warned, for the truth can be a double-edged sword, revealing both light and darkness."

Nico breathed a sigh of mixed exasperation and relief before continuing. “Okay, first things first. If you haven’t realized yet, you’re a werewolf.” Ben looked at his furry self which was sitting down on the floor. “Yeah, I guess I got that… I thought we change with the full moon, though.” “Well… Not necessarily. The full moon is merely a trigger and also a power-up. Otherwise, you guys can change anytime once you’ve turned. And from what I can see, you’ve just went through your first transformation.”

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.

Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding. Jacob, on the other hand, had taken a different path. His dark hair and brooding demeanor often led others to underestimate him. But beneath that exterior lay a heart filled with loyalty and courage. It was during one of his solitary excursions into the woods that he encountered Lyra, a fierce and independent werewolf. Their worlds collided in a whirlwind of emotions, igniting a spark that neither had anticipated. The bond between a vampire and a werewolf was a rarity, fraught with challenges, yet their connection was undeniable. Jacob found himself torn between the expectations of his lineage and t

How could anyone keep stealing for fun without thinking of the consequences? He ripped one photograph off the board and tore it into little pieces. The anger made his arms start to grow bigger and clawy but he steeled himself and willed his anger back inside where it needed to stay for now. If he were to let the beast out, it would go straight to Gina and Liana, then tear both of them apart. It had taken all his willpower not to destroy them on that night. Killing them would mean less suffering for them but he needed them to suffer more than he had.

Garrit comes into the lobby. “Didn’t you say the girl is living with three boys?” asks Carl. “Yes.” “Who is this third boy who you didn’t see around the house very often?” “Blonde hair. Not a vampire.” “Of course, because he is a werewolf.” “So, how do you plan to get to him?” Asks Luther. “Kidnap someone from the house again?” “Yes, because that worked out so well last time,” Carl says irritably. “I can do it this time,” says Garrit.