The Lycan

"Fuck!" "Don't hold back, Annatoria." He kissed my back. "Cum for me. Lose this bet for me." ~~~ "I have to break you, little human spy. I will humiliate this rubbish pride in your eyes." ~~~ Agent Annatoria has a new mission: to locate the immortal Lycan King of the Wolves, who has tortured humans for years. She finds the Lycan... but loses a piece of herself. When she dramatically returns to the human realm, branded by a strange mark, the shadows of the werewolf world cling to her memory, leaving gaps often shrouded in terrifying nightmares. But the gaps in her memory could be the threads the wicked Lycan King uses to weave his grand and terrifying intention, making her a puppet in a game she doesn't even remember playing. Because, when she crosses paths with Darius Thorne of Thorne Innovations, her entire body and soul feel an undeniable, primal pull towards the man whose possessive gaze and terrifying familiarity she can't resist. Soon, the chilling truth dawns: the hunt never stopped. She has, inescapably, become the hunted. (Warning!: Don't read if you lack patience!)

A teenage boy who becomes alpha and king at such a young age. He has power that another werewolf would never have it. The Lycan. But he can't control the Lycan monster in his body. Before he turns eight teens, he has to be able to control it, or that monster will control him, and Lyall will lose forever. At that critical moment, he knows that only his mate can save him and make him control his Lycan by killing his mate. What will he choose? Will he choose to kill his mate or kill her to not lose himself?

"We all consume each other in our way. I merely take a more literal route. You... Alpha." His lip curled. "You would swallow me whole as a part of your pack, and take me as your slave. It is an act of violence, of control. But I..." He stepped closer, and the Alpha tensed, skittering back. "To consume something, to take it into yourself, is an act of love." • ───────────────── • He is a lycanthrope of the first kin. Blood of the fallen gods flows in his veins. Darkness is his refuge, carnage is his mark. And his appetite is that of wolves. In a world where power is wealth, Alphas and Kings war against each other to claim him as their own: to wield his violent nature and bind him to their thrones as a beast of massacre until his last breath. Orphaned by a war in the past, Avian grew as a street urchin first, then apprentice to a high priest within the kingdom walls. With a mind forged from years of survival and an uncanny, rare ability, her small world had managed to remain in one piece through the years. But that is disrupted when a rogue kingdom begins to encroach with the sole desire of conquering all kingdoms beneath the Vellene empire. And at the center of that kingdom lies a Lycanthrope feared by all.

"Mom, what if she dies!, then I lose another mate granted to me after three decades, You know how hard it is to find your mate as a Lycan." Every supernatural being has a chance to find who they want to be with. For werewolves, Mates are easier to find than for Lycans. Thousands of Lycans have lived and has being put to rest but never found their mate. The Lycan Prince Reagan Maynard has given up on finding his mate after he lost the first one before he could even meet her. Heartbroken by his loss, He loses hope about any forever after and buries himself in his businesses. A business trip to New York introduces him to the sassy, headstrong human female; Alix Stone. Everything about her infuriates them and also draws him in. What will happen to the most chaotic combination the moon goddess has ever placed? Even if they were to fall heels in love with each other, How will they mate? As the bite of a Lycan kills a human instead of turning them like that of a werewolf. Find out in The Lycan's Bite, Book One of the Claw series.

“You said if I would be a ‘good boy’ and listen to you like a pet would, then you would give me a reward, it’s time to claim that,” he said, his voice husky from the suppressed anger. Wounding an arm around my waist as he tightened his hold in possessiveness and lust. “Don’t overstep your bounds you are just my pet.” I murmured trying to fight the tingles. “Yes and also your mate.” When Lycia, a witch brings home an injured wolf only to find it to be a lycan, she must save him from her mother who hates their species. What is worse is that the said lycan remembers nothing about itself and claims to be her mate. If her mother was to know this he would be killed for sure! Even if she was to overcome the obstacles of her mother’s hatred and somehow get her to like the lycan the already looming danger of something more sinister over her life stops her from committing to any relationship, no matter how sexy/cute the man is. With the insistent Lycan wishing to be her mate, her mother’s anger like a knife to their throat and some ominous magic wishing her dead, how will Lycia manage to go through this storm? “Tell me that you ing like it and plead me to let you cum. That is your punishment for torturing me there!” He gritted out once again but when I didn’t say anything he curled his fingers inside and said, “Just admit that you need me to get off and I’ll let you cum!” “No, I will not beg you,” I said but when I felt him take out one finger the loss I felt inside was greater than I imagined.

Century ago, the lycan's vanish from existence. And no one would ever question the huntress who made this possible. But century later, a horrible rumor circulated out in a lowly area, and the last bloodied huntress is no way to believe this and despise this tale. She's the young lady, a mateless she-wolf huntress that is expected to marry a young lord of the very known pack. But despite this title, she's the last descendant of the huntress, and she wouldn't let a mere rumor to stain the ancestor's name!