Untouchable Werewolf Novel Novelas e Histórias

rips through the air as Mike lands in front of Moira just in time. Mike's heart beats one last time in the vampire's hand before going still...Mike falls to the ground with a soft smile on his face. Scott's body convulses with rage. He rips the rogue's head off with ease. His skin splits, his face morphs, claws rip through his fingertips as he shifts. A giant black wolf that rivals even Alpha's size lunges at the shocked Vampire. Tearing his heart out instantly. Scott's new wolf shields Moira as she cries over Mike's dead body.

“Which comes from me. You belong to me. You have always belonged to me.” “Well,” I say stubbornly. “For as long as I live anyway. It might have escaped your notice that unlike you, I’m mortal.” He smiles coldly. “Only until the next full moon. Then I’ll take you, turn you, make you my one true bride.” “You can’t. I’m a werewolf…we can’t be turned.” He leans over, running his fingers down my arm, sending a surge of electrical sparks through my body. “You can if I kill your wolf.”

Jesse sighed his understandable agitation and anger with me, those emotions of rage towards me where still fired up. “Billy was fascinated that’s for sure. A shifter mated to a human was comical to him but not unknown. Rare, but he has known of one couple. About a year ago when travelling in Europe, he had come across a pack that had been hunted down to their last seven wolves. All female wolves of the pack where killed, the eldest of the pack naturally becoming the new alpha and in Billy’s words… The moon goddess filling the spot of his Luna mate with a petite little human… He didn’t understand it and I don’t think they did either” he filled us in, the murmuring of my brothers and father fo

For Nicholas, the barcode was a blessing in disguise when because of it, all the werewolves were prohibited to do bad things, not just for their kind but for the humans as well. For that same reason, furious and hungry wolves, who love to stain their sharp claws and fangs with drops of blood, especially those ruthless alphas and Lunas have been dormant for years similar to a puppet. And he hasn’t heard any news about those merciless killings, colonization of other packs, and those unreasonable tortures all over the city.

They say it takes a second for your life to be turned upside down. But in Beth’s case, it took one night. When an attack pushes her into Malik’s arms, she learns one hard truth: everything was a half-truth. Her world doesn’t belong to her alone. Werewolves exist. Her cocky, arrogant boss, Waylen, and the charming gentleman, Malik, who have spent weeks and months trying to woo her, aren’t fully humans. They are two of Indiana’s most jealous and possessive Alphas, and they want her.

The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive. Without thinking, Verena sat down in the nook by the window and used the full moon as her light. She began to read from the book. "Seriona," she read the name written as the title of the first chapter. The story was captivating, and she was drawn in by the tale of werewolves. It was about a pack, led by their king, Lucas, who were cursed by a powerful witch named Seriona to only be alive inside the book. They were inside their own world where they could no longer harm humans, and the world was called Lunaria. The tale sent shivers down her spine; it was so wonderfully written, and the em

Their table was nestled in a secluded corner, offering them privacy and an uninterrupted view of the room. Little did they know, their date would soon take an unexpected turn. Across the room, a striking couple caught Andy's attention. The man, tall and muscular with piercing amber eyes, exuded an air of dominance. His name was Asher, a renowned rival wolf from a neighboring pack. By his side stood a captivating woman named Lilith , her dark locks cascading in gentle waves down her back, her sapphire eyes shimmering with intensity. Unbeknownst to Zoe, Lilith was once her childhood friend, a connection lost in time.

The moonlit encounters, once a realm of passion and desire, had become a landscape of uncertainty, and Chloe grappled with the threads of her own heart. The story unfolded in the quiet moments, the moonlit nights, and the shared glances that spoke volumes. As Chloe faced the dawn of her decisions, the path ahead remained veiled in uncertainty, and the echoes of her choices reverberated through the tapestry of her extraordinary journey. The moon, a constant companion in her werewolf heritage, became a silent confidant, witnessing the uncharted territories of her heart.

" —Josh! “I couldn't believe how rude he was being. Clara laughed. - Do not worry, dear. His behavior is understandable given the circumstances. Remember, I told you a wolf is always overprotective of his mate. “I never said I was his mate. — If you say so, darling. I assume you found some kind of object. I held the book out to her. — A powerful werewolf touched him. I believe it was originally brought from you. We need to know how other wolves want Lycan pills and if there's any way to find this particular wolf. “No other wolves came in, besides you, the grumpy guy from the other day, and my regulars. "Can the book tell you anything about the wolf?" Clara took the book in her hands and stud

Adrian asked with a frown. “Could you please lower your voice? If my dad finds out I am dead and you’re also dead.” She threatened. “Is your father scary?” Adrian questioned. Adrian laughed as we got changed, he was about to say something when we heard someone’s voice, Hola standing opposite us frowned when she heard the voice before turning, “I need to go now” She utters as she transforms Into a white werewolf. “What’s your name?” Adrian asked, gazing at her.