Stories tagged “werewolves”

  • Fantasyland III

    Harold had few dealings with werewolves in the past, in fact he made it a point of it to avoid them and their undead brethren. There was something about the undead that caused Harold’s stomach to tie itself into knots before trying to escape via ...

  • Myth 2: Electric Boogaloo

    They remembered the moon. In those brief moments before the old gods most had forgotten stopped dreaming, when the moon fell and the ocean rose in anger, they remembered the moon. Not just that it existed, but what it meant. They remembered the times t...

  • Hairy Palms

    You know, I could just kill Michael J. friggin’ Fox. Bad enough to discover your family’s history of lycanthropy on your fourteenth birthday without all those damn Teen Wolf movies dancing around in your head just mocking you. As if menstru...

  • Escaping from myself...

    There are so many people around me and I can feel the change beginning. “Already?” mouths Izar from across the room. I nod once. It’s all I can manage. I don’t want to talk because I can feel my incisers lengthening. He grabs m...

  • A Monster: well...me!

    I still feel anger towards him and I breathe deeply. Then he watches me and the softness of his grey eyes calm me. He follows my gaze to a crowd of laughing men stumbling across the courtyard – bounty hunters. “Not tonight, Glade,” h...

  • Memories of a Werewolf

    Izar looks back. The plains are clear. We are free. He releases me. His hand would not have restrained me but I would never throw him aside. “Be careful, Glade.” he whispers, “Come to no harm.” I look up at him and search his g...

  • Mistakes

    My howl lasts as long as any. It echoes through the valleys and bounces off hills until it reaches the moon. Izar chuckles and a thin line of blood trickles from between his lips. I lay my head on his lacerated chest and I will not move. No mortal hand...

  • Don't look back

    I cried that night. As I had never cried before. I could not think of the cold, or my hunger, or my nakedness in the dark. I could only think of Izar. Hence, I could only cry. Eventually, I suppose, I slept. For when I woke, it was daytime and my head ...

  • Running Away

    I am still close to the town. The villagers must have heard my howl last night. I knew it was foolish at the time, but everyone does stupid things in grief. Soon, bounty hunters will come for me. So I do not sit for long. I know I am the killer but I m...

  • A Werewolf Family

    I clutch my chest as the muscles in my back spasm against the pull of the moon. I peer into the night, howling and barking at that beaming orb of night. The hairs on my limbs thicken and my teeth elongate into alabaster fangs. I see police car lights t...

  • A Werewolf Family part 2

    “He’s right. We’ve done nothing to them,” Mom says. She reopens the blinds and heads for the door. “I’m not hiding anymore.” “They’ll run us out of town,” Dad says. “I’ve had it wi...

  • A Werewolf Family part 3

    Mrs. Travis lurches forward. “Hey, what are you gonna do about them?” Officer Greenlee holds up a doughnut. “You should try one of these chocolate eclairs with the candy sprinkles, Mrs. Travis.” “But they’re standing...

  • A Werewolf Family part 4

    As the police cars fade into the city, Dad approaches the stunned delivery driver. “How much?” “Twenty boxes of assorted, a dozen glazed, candy-sprinkled chocolate puffballs. Let’s call it seventy-eight bucks! You ain’t go...

  • What you don't know...

    Trust me, Kid. You have no idea who I am. “I don’t care! You just saved me from those creeps! I want to come with you!” Just because you have the want, does not mean you have the right. “Please, you gotta bring me with you! My l...

    • Author: H.S. Wift
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5

  • the transformation (Mature)

    I was going on a walk, through my forest, which I bought in my back yard. Then all of the sudden, I had a HORRIBLE head ache. So walked off, and then I felt my nails start to grow, and I saw my body start to get soft and furry, and all o my teeth start...

    • Author: Ellizabeth
    • Posted about 2 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5

  • A True-er Rendition of Twilight

    The boy awoke with a start at the sounds of angered yelling and banging. He rolled out of bed with a thud; nearly waking his lovely female meat-puppet. Still amiss in the drowsiness of recent slumber, he strolled to the window to see what the commotion...

    • Author: The Squibz
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 4 out of 5

  • Silver

    The conditions were perfect – a blanket of thick cloud covered the full moon, casting the terrain into deep shadow. The two of us were perched high on the hills overlooking the valley, scanning the ground far below. The spotter looked up from his sco...

  • Broken Shadow

    In the silence of the night, a few more syllables. I gave the silhouette one notch left on the scope, and two up before placing my finger on the cold steel trigger. “Target confirmed.” It was the biggest I’d ever seen, certainly. A hundred kilos ...