#wolf

Midnight, and the clock strikes. It is Christmas Day, the werewolves birthday, the door of the solstice still wide enough open to let them all slink through. ↗

— Angela Carter

#werewolves

Welcome back, Jem. ↗

— J.A. Belfield

#fate #holloway #pack #paranormal #paranormal-romance

Oberon’s been kidnapped along with one of the werewolves, and that’s why we’re all so upset. We’ll talk more tomorrow, and I promise to answer all your questions if I survive the night,” I said. The widow’s eyebrows raised. “Ye’ve got all these nasty pooches to run around with and ye still might die?” “I’m going to go fight with a god, some demons, and a coven of witches who all want to kill me,” I said, “so it’s a distinct possibility.” “Are y’goin’ t’kill ’em back?” “I’d certainly like to.” “Attaboy,” the widow chuckled. “Off y’go, then. Kill every last one o’ the bastards and call me in the mornin’. ↗

— Kevin Hearne

#irish #magic #werewolf #widow #witch

Middling monsters died at the point of pitchforks, burned with torches, or at the butt of silver-capped canes wielded by angry, geriatric Poles. Middling people were dime-a-dozen, emptied souls, shorn sheeple, human husks. A good monster didn’t worry about what it was doing; it just did it. A true predator didn’t worry about guilt, or being popular, or anything. It just cruised along, living for the kill, surviving. A good person, well, she’d put a bullet in her head or weigh her feet down and throw herself into the Chicago River, holding her breath until she went to the sludgy, filthy bottom, and had to open wide and breathe water until she died. ↗

— D.T. Neal

#werewolf #werewolves #werewolves

Crazy is such a misunderstood term. I like to think that I march to the beat of my own drummer. ↗

— Eva Sloan

#better #better-off-dead #crazy #dead #magic

What do you mean?” Leslie’s voice was cool, as if she questioned witches who were flat on their backs being threatened by werewolves every day. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#charles-cornick #humor #interrogation #leslie #werewolves

So you believe in blood sucking fangers, but you don't believe in the existence of werewolves. What kind of narrow minded crap is that? ↗

— J.L. McCoy

#werewolf #werewolves

Which side was I on? There was no time to search for answers. All I could do now was ride on a werewolf's back, toward a destiny as hidden as the dark side of the moon. ↗

— Neal Shusterman

#destiny #moon #werewolf #werewolves #werewolves

Vampires were myths, childhood stories– as were werewolves, mermaids and dragons. I believed none of it. ↗

— Ashley Madau

#dragon #dragons #mermaid-romance #mermaids #morningside

Clearly any film company that makes a film is always going to talk about sequels particularly if they see something as being successful, which Werewolf was. ↗

— Jenny Agutter

#always #any #being #clearly #company