Monster High Wolf Guy Novels & Stories

Rebecca felt like the sounds around her are muted. A muted hiss is buzzing into her ears. Her eyes are widely shocked and fixed on Simara's face. "He is Dark. The monster who destroyed more than fifty packs without any mercy on anyone... He bathed in the blood of his enemies. He destroyed everything that came his way. He is the ultimate wolf with the Alpha powers. Yes, he is Crysler Dark. My brother, the only boy survivor from the River Moon Pack." Simara said. Rebecca felt as if someone hit her head with a hammer. She grabbed the rods of Simara's cell to keep her balance. The first thought crept up into her mind. He is my Mate!

The blow connected, throwing him off me, but he simply slid backward on his boots, his heels leaving deep grooves in the dirt before he came to a seamless halt. Realizing my wolf form was too large a target for his impossible speed, I snapped back into my human form as I scrambled away. I stood panting, wiping blood from my nose, my bare chest heaving as I stared at the monster before me. "You aren't a rogue," I spat, my voice raw as I tried to buy time for my ribs to heal. The fractures were slowly knitting, but it felt like dragging heavy stones through mud. "Who the hell are you?" The man smiled, a slow, terrifying peeling back of his lips that showed too many teeth. "A relic of a time wh

The two of them just stared at each other, and I was, standing there like the odd one out. The last two years had been kind to my brother. No scars, no missing limbs. His ashy blond hair tied back into a low ponytail, right at the base of his neck. Clean shaven as always, a golden tint taken to his skin. Lean, and dorky in appearance, but still able to hold his own in a one on one. “...mate…” They both just said, in a very unison tone. My guess is the wolves were going insane inside their heads.

He looks goofy and I can’t help but giggle. “ Well, it is nice to meet you but I need to get ready for work and I’m sure you need to get back home.” He lays down and whines a little bit. “ What’s wrong buddy. Don’t you want to go back home?” Yes, I have decided the wolf is a guy. And I’m still talking to it. I should be running but the funny thing is I don’t feel scared at all. “ You know what. I bet you are thirsty. With all this snow and ice I imagine getting water is hard. Stay there, I'll be back.”

I smirked at his remark, for a second, I forgot us being an Ambrose. “Just reminding you,” I joked. “What brings you here?” a baritone voice from the only werewolf in human form spoke. “Where are your brown friends?” I asked as Rendall and I switch our direction, every werewolf we see is either in black or grey fur. “You know this is not a place to look for a puppy,” he replied. There is something in his voice that makes it frightening, and gloomy. “Where are your kind that has brown furs?” I sharply asked.

“I think he is perhaps mixed with black leopard—humans call them panthers.” Jessie managed to keep her mouth from falling open despite her shock. “Wouldn’t his hair be black? I mean, Valiant has orange-red hair similar to a lion. I met Flame and he has light red hair but he’s got the cat eyes. I could see that right off.” Breeze bit her lip. “I can’t discuss this with you, Jessie.” “Why not?” Breeze hesitated again but blew out a breath. “You are a friend to us and save our

He shot her a demeaning look which would have sent other staff scurrying for shelter and then have to wait for him to leave even if it was ten pm he decides to leave. It didn't work on Lucia. "I think you didn't hear me clearly sir. I said we are about locking up and we would love you to please leave," she repeated, raising her voice slightly. "Fuck you! Who are you to try to disturb my siesta?" He asked as hairs began to puff out of his skin. Lucia recognized it. He was a wolf... Lucia stared lucidly at the man as she burst into a peal of laughter. He was a wolf, but a tiny wolf. She could easily guess he was an omega in his pack.

He stood at the man's front and bowed before him. "Report" The man said in a deep and grumpy voice, thick smoke coming out of his mouth as he uttered every word. "I've did some diggings about him. In my findings, I found out that he is not an ordinary human being. He is a creature, a werewolf" The guy said. The man was shocked for a while but later chuckled as smokes came out of his nostrils. "The almighty Arnold Chase is a mythical creature? How funny. No wonder all the men sent after him never return, they were always killed. This is becoming interesting already" He smirked.

The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man. “You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, and his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf. He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle.

River answers didn't happen to me, I just remember the pain and then blacking out. "I never felt as free as I did when I went wolf, I don't remember what my colour was, I should have looked at my paws," Kyler whines, they went wolf and were conscious are they lying? "Yeah me neither, I didn't think of it," River answers him with a shrug before turning to me. "Who got your wolf to come out?" River asks me. "Uhh...alpha Rowan I think," I answer him, he sweet-talked my wolf, and things went dark before I went wolf, I can't remember shit.