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The Wolf and the Wall

In the shadowed heart of 19th-century Europe, **Frederick Thomas** hunts monsters for the Vatican, seeking redemption for sins he cannot remember. His latest prey—the bestial Mr. Hyde—falls from Notre Dame’s heights, but victory brings no peace. Summoned to Rome, Cardinal Jinette reveals Frederick’s true purpose: destroy **Edward Nicolas**, the ancient vampire lord haunting Transylvania, and protect the last of the **Valerious bloodline**. Centuries ago, their ancestor swore his descendants would not enter Heaven until Nicolas perished. Only two remain: the fierce warrior **Elizabeth Richard** and her brother **William**, whose family castle stands as humanity’s final bastion. A torn painting fragment binds Frederick to this quest, its dragon crest mirroring the ring he bears—a clue to his forgotten past. Joined by the inventive friar **Brother Matthias**, Frederick journeys into the Carpathian darkness. They arrive in a village gripped by terror. Elizabeth greets them with blades and suspicion, but her defiance shatters when Nicolas’s three brides—**Seraphina, Lilith, and Morgana**—descend in a storm of fangs and leathery wings. Frederick saves Elizabeth, killing Lilith with a holy bolt at dawn, yet the villagers brand him a bringer of doom. Seeking refuge in her crumbling castle, Elizabeth mourns William’s disappearance during a werewolf hunt. When she attempts a suicidal raid on **Castle Nicolas**, Frederick sedates her—only to witness a werewolf clawing at her window. As clouds obscure the moon, the beast reverts to William, who gasps, *“Nicolas… has a cure…”* before transforming again. Elizabeth begs Frederick to save her brother instead of killing him. Their pursuit leads to Castle Nicolas, a fortress veined with lightning. Inside, a nightmare unfolds: thousands of vampiric cocoons pulse in a cathedral of decay, while William—chained and half-transformed—feeds Nicolas’s experiment. The vampire lord himself appears, immune to holy water and silver, and greets Frederick like an old enemy: *“Centuries, and you still plague me.”* Nicolas harnesses William’s lycanthropic energy to animate his brood, but the winged abominations crumble to ash. Enraged, he commands William to kill the intruders. Frederick and Elizabeth flee across a chasm as William howls in pursuit. Sheltering in a windmill, they discover **The Creation**—Frankenstein’s gentle giant—who reveals Nicolas needs *his* life-force to stabilize the brood. When William tracks them, a frenzied carriage chase erupts. Frederick destroys Morgana with blessed explosives, but William attacks. Forced to shoot the werewolf, Frederick watches Elizabeth cradle her dying brother—only for William to bite his arm, transferring the lycan curse. As grief consumes them, Seraphina kidnaps Elizabeth. In Budapest, Nicolas offers a trade: Elizabeth for The Creation. Frederick infiltrates a masquerade ball of vampires, rescuing Elizabeth mid-bite. They escape using Matthias’s sunlight grenades, but Nicolas’s servant Igor captures The Creation. At her castle, Matthias deciphers the painting: Nicolas is the **son of Valerious the Elder**, who betrayed his vow to kill him after Nicolas sold his soul for immortality. Frederick’s dragon ring opens a portal to Nicolas’s true lair—a frozen fortress where The Creation is entombed in ice. The giant delivers a devastating truth: **only a werewolf can kill Nicolas**, and he possesses the cure for lycanthropy. As midnight nears, Frederick’s transformation begins.
Emad_Sadiq · 72 Views

Grace of a Wolf

Grace Harper has always been an outsider—raised in a wolf pack that never truly accepted her, adopted by an alpha with too many secrets. When her ex-boyfriend leaves her for his mate and the truth of her adoption comes to light, Grace knows she has to leave… or die trying. But her path to freedom slams into the Lycan King. Cold, powerful, and burdened by the ghosts of a past he refuses to share, Caine doesn’t want Grace in his world. He doesn’t believe she belongs in any world but her own. And yet, with fate tethering their souls, his control begins to crack. Grace never asked for his protection. She never asked to want him, either. But something ancient is waking, and the deeper she dives into the truth of her past, the more she realizes: maybe she was never meant to be free. Maybe she was meant to change everything. Starting with him. ---- *Grace of a Wolf* is the slightly unhinged romance between a human girl with inconvenient human morals and her mildly sociopathic fated mate—who also happens to be the Lycan King and has the emotional intelligence of a rock. Thankfully, their dangerously magnetic bond is (barely) balanced by found family chaos, a buttload of magic, and a fated mate connection that might actually kill her if they touch. Oops. Just when you think you’re reading *yet another werewolf story*, the plot and worldbuilding sneak up behind you with claws, teeth, and actual stakes. It’s slow-burn, emotionally messy, and laced with the kind of tension that could kill—or kiss—you. --- **WARNINGS:** R18: Smutty smut smut. Also, dark themes, including but not limited to: Murder, attempted murder, a stack of dead bodies, betrayal, mild sociopathy, an ML who appears to bathe in red flags despite his favorite color being green, an unwarranted hatred of blueberry muffins, and pillow thievery. A **slow burn**, spicy wolf shifter urban fantasy romance with a lot of random plot trying to knot-block everything. When the spice hits, please read responsibly. Thank you~ [WSA 2025 Contest Entry]
Lenaleia · 2.2M Views

The Only She Wolf

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.
lucy_mumbua · 1.7K Views

Part Wolf

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT An unwarranted death, an unprecedented rebirth, two men vying for her love. Elize's life was not easy to begin with, but now she has to fight her own destiny. Will she want to return to what was hers? Or will she choose to ignore it? Is she strong enough to face her fate? Then what about love? GLIMPSES (P.S. Contains spoilers, read at your own discretion) : As she drew closer to the door, she could clearly hear two men bickering "I swear if you lay a finger-" Deep breath. Elize repeated to herself as she pushed the door open. Two heads whipped towards her direction from the corridor to which the door opened. The conversation between them seemed to have died down with her presence. One of the two tall men stepped towards her. An animalistic growl emanated from his body. Elize narrowed her eyes and was about to say something when she noticed it. Those eyes. Those same blue eyes! ********* "Who's there?!" She asked aloud, unable to find anyone. 'You have come at last.' The voice replied, a hint of joy in its tone. She gulped her saliva nervously. "Who- who's there?!" Elize stuttered. 'I am what is missing from you.' The voice replied, calmly. "Huh?" 'Since our time has not yet come to become one, why may I ask are you here?' The voice asked. "I uh.." She said absentmindedly. 'Let us seal our bond with a wish, that I may accept you as my master.' The voice spoke with much enthusiasm. ****** "Do you hate me Elize?" He asked, with a pout. Elize maintained her poker face. She was not going to fall for it no matter how cute he tried to act, she thought to herself. "No I don't sir. I don't even know you." She replied nonchalantly. "Ouch. That hurt." He said, clutching the place above his heart. Elize huffed, rolling her eyes. "Do you really have something to say or should I come back later?" She asked, folding her hands above her chest. "Would you come back to me later, on your own accord?" He teased, almost reaching her. "That's not what I-" The Kelpie's laughter cut her off. "You're so cute when you do that. It makes me want to bite you." He said licking his lips, his wet tongue gliding over his moist lips slowly, making a show of the process. Teaser is on the Instagram page : author_obsessedwithwolves Join our discord- https://discord.gg/Nrj87UT
obsessedWithWolves · 3.6M Views
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