Kingofwolves Stories

Everyone at Nevermore Academy knew two things about Jeremiah Mikaelson. One - you did not challenge him. Two - if you were smart, you didn't even think about it too long. Standing at 6'5" with paint-stained hands, a moonstone that glowed electric blue when his temper surfaced, and eyes that literally sparked when he was pushed far enough - he was not subtle. He was not soft. He was not the kind of person you made the mistake of underestimating twice, because most people didn't get the chance. Son of Rebekah Mikaelson. Tribrid. Alpha of the largest wolf pack Nevermore had ever seen. The boy who painted thunderstorms on stone walls at 2 AM and could become lightning if the mood struck him. They called him The King of Wolves. He let them. Wednesday Addams didn't call him anything - not at first. She simply appeared behind him one night while he was painting, told him his cloud formation was meteorologically inaccurate, and watched him fix it without a word. It went downhill from there. Or uphill. Depending on your definition. She didn't flinch when his eyes went gold. He didn't flinch when she described, in clinical detail, seventeen ways a body could be disposed of. They weren't normal. They weren't trying to be. But somewhere between his spray paint and her darkness, between his lightning and her sharp, cutting silences - something happened that neither of them had a clean word for. Something that made his moonstone glow even when there was no threat in the room. Something that made her almost smile. Almost.

Mathias Lee. A 'normal' human boy. Noah Rowe. A werewolf with a mate. Read this book to follow their journey into pain, love, war and happiness. This is my storyline that I made up so if there's a similar one, I didn't copy, this is mine. ~~~~~~~~ "Have you ever heard of an alpha?" He asked. "Yeah, it's like the leader of the pack." "I am the son of the alpha." I looked at him confused. "I am a wolf." He says making it clearer. "You look human to me." I smiled. ~~~~~~~~ ⚠️Homosexual Relationships ⚠️ ⚠️Curse Words⚠️ ⚠️Violence⚠️ ⚠️Death⚠️ ⚠️Alcholism⚠️ ... Enjoy ♥️

Tch.....stepbrothers. Fuck them i don't care if they are MAFIA'S i'm a werewolf girl. Or should i say princess.

Prologue Baila is a 17 year old werewolf and hides in the shadows of her sister, Bella who treats her like she's a nobody. Baila wears thick glasses and oversized clothes which is the opposite of her twin that always shows off her gorgeous body. Bella is in love with the future Alpha of the neighboring pack. She swears she will be his future Luna. Their father is the Alpha of the Dark Stone Pack, the largest and strongest pack in America and he holds the secret that Baila is a powerful Golden Wolf and will become the Queen over all werewolves. Antone London is a 17 year old werewolf and next in line Alpha of the Midnight Moon Pack, the second largest pack in America. He says he doesn't want a mate. He fools around with Bella and can care less about finding his mate. He hates Baila and is cruel to her. Zan Kristoff is the 21 year old King of all wolves. His first mate rejected him before she knew of him being the king. The Moon Goddess came to him one night and told him his first mate was her mistake and assured him that his future Queen will greatly exceed anything he could imagine.

" I Jake Bloodmoon reject you Isabelle Lilwensky as my mate" he says that no emotion in his voice my heart feel like it is ripping apart in two. Isabella was treated like crap at her pack, she was blamed for the murder of her adoptive parents and rejected by her mate. 3 years later she is stronger in love with an another. She ran away from something but you can't keep your past hidden what lengths will she go to keep her secret.

In this part of the world, it's hunt, or be hunted.