wolfpack fanfiction

It's hard to be a grimm, Alexander knows this firsthand... In fact, the most simple and easy story with a bunch of jokes and without a drop of meaning. There are also many references to a variety of topics. To all haters of Communism, Russians and the like, please do not read this fanfiction. There are too many jokes on these topics, even the main goal of the hero is connected with communism. The fanfiction is purely for entertainment, please don't overreact to it.

Blake Grey thought moving to Beacon Hills with his mom would be a fresh start, a chance to leave behind the painful memories of his old life. But when he crosses paths with Scott McCall and his mysterious pack of friends, Blake quickly realizes that the town harbors dangerous secrets—secrets he’s all too familiar with. Blake isn’t just the new kid. He’s a True Alpha, made by the bite of someone he once loved and trusted. Now, he’s trying to live a normal life while hiding his supernatural identity. But as strange occurrences escalate in Beacon Hills—attacks by wild animals, unexplained deaths, and a new Alpha pack on the rise—Blake is drawn into a battle he didn’t ask for. With old wounds from his past threatening to resurface, Blake must decide if he’s ready to join Scott’s pack and stand against the rising tide of chaos. As his strength grows and his connection to the supernatural world deepens, Blake discovers that sometimes the greatest threat isn’t the monsters you face, but the person you’re becoming.

Thrown into a brutal world where monsters hunts humans, and humans hunts all supernatural, a young boy fights just to stay alive. Yet buried within his blood is a power older than the supernatural races themselves—the power to command them. This is my second book but english is not my native language, i used AI grammar correcting tool to minimize the error. I hope you understand it Warning: there will be gore scene, +18 scene, and the MC will have 2 intimate partner. if you dont like any of these scene. you can pass all you want.

A teen wolf ff about a creature who is thousands of years old, comes to the town of Beacon Hills, looking for a place to settle down.

I like science and magic is just that

It is said that beating the wing of a butterfly in one place can unleash a storm in another place... What would happen if Eddard Stark's bastard son is trained by one of Nirm's greatest Heroes?... Well, surely a lot of chaos, headaches for many individuals, but for sure it will be the beginning of a legend

This is a fanfic. It tells the story of Sean McCall's mysterious experiences with his brother and friends in the Teen Wolf universe. Enjoy the read, no need for further explanation

[ROOT PULSE] Tap the Root — surge channeled without consent. You wake as Rhys, new to Beacon Hills, chosen by the dead stump beneath the town the day six deer turn in the road and refuse to look away. Rule one: every nearby nightmare is fuel. A mauling's shriek becomes heat behind your sternum, and the Beacon Root grows you fastest mid-crisis, Sprout climbing toward Root while it still screams. Rule two: each Tap brightens your Signature for three days and drags every apex predator in the county toward whoever stands beside you. Stack them, and the lure compounds. The pack reads you as one more scared human, never a wolf. None clock the warden mapping every hunter by its heat-shimmer. Rule three, the one it never printed: the beacon feeds you before you ask, steering its own crises. It grows a warden strong enough to refuse it, so it can break you the day you finally do.

Creatures of the night. Monsters that dwell in shadows. For all the beasts that walk the land nothing is more feral or ferocious than the werewolf. Jaune Arc, a boy whose dream is to become a Hero of Legend like his forefathers, has been transformed into a wolf wearing human skin. The question that must be asked is... can he still be the hero he hoped to become? *ART IS NOT MINE*

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"