Lycan Novels & Stories

"Guys, I need you to remain calm. Got it?" "What do you mean?" Leah demanded, immediately catching on to my panic. "What's going on, Thia?" "There's a lycan." I said slowly, still trying to get my thoughts together. "But it isn't a member of our pack and it looks like it may be rogue." "WHAT?" Leah hissed, suddenly jumping up and causing the lift to shake. "Could you sit down?" I hissed, grabbing Leah's arm. "Freaking out isn't going to do anyone any good."

His eyes are back to their usual light brown, and he seems less menacing. The Lycan King, standing right before me, and asking me about my bruises. It can't be real. "You will let me mark you, little one," he says, and brushes my hair away from my shoulder, exposing it. A pleasant shiver runs through my body. No . . . I can't possibly be enjoying this. He starts to lean towards me, and his eyes burn a vivid gold again. His mouth opens slightly, showing powerful looking canines. A true Lycan.

My heart pounds, a deafening percussion in my ears that mirrors the thudding of my pursuers. Suddenly, emerging from the inky shadows of the forest, a herd of Lycans appears to block my path. Their forms are grotesque parodies of both man and wolf—upright figures covered in coarse fur, their snouts elongated, their eyes glowing an eerie, malevolent yellow. Muscles ripple under their fur as they snarl, displaying long, lethal fangs that are built to tear flesh from bone. The very air around them seems to thicken, heavy with their ominous presence.

Lycans are a race of half human and half werewolf. When they shift, they become rabid and powerful beasts that could easily tear you limb from limb. They stand on their two legs like a human, but their overall appearance is that of a wolf. They are beautiful and magnificent creatures - well, unless you are the recipient of their attack. Their human forms are even more magnificent because it is their human side that prevails.

I explained. “And you don’t know where you are, right?” Bennett asked. I nodded. “Well, you’re in the Lycan World,” Bentley informed me. “What’s a Lycan?” I frowned. “A Lycan is a nomad that has the ability to morph into a wolf at will. In both nomad and Lycan forms, you have enhanced senses, incredible strength and speed ,and the size of your wolf is determined by your strength, as well as your blood. Lycans reside in groups called packs. Each pack has an Alpha Male and Female, who are the highest ranking of the wolves. They are the

“And every month, when I wasn’t… he would beat me as if that could force my body into giving him what he wanted.” “He knew.” Cain says. “That’s probably why he set such an absurd reward for finding you.” “I guess so.” I shrug. That knowledge isn’t exactly inspiring. “And that doesn’t mean you can’t have pups.” Aeron states and I look back at him at the tone he’s used. “But…” “You can’t have his pups. And that makes sense, he’s a Mutt. We are Alphas.” I gulp, my eyes are so wide right now. I think I’m trembling again. They want the same thing as Silas. They want these Lycan offspring too. I’m just a walking womb to these people. A gestational test tube.

It already drains my energy just preparing to go out, but I never regret anything that happened a while ago. After the rollercoaster of my emotions, Winston finally took me out to walk around his mansion inside Lycan territory. It's a place where I had the hardest time sneaking in. Lycan has a really good sense of smell; even if I change my appearance through disguise, they can always tell that I am not part of their clan. Additionally, everyone here hates the smell of Healers so my nature as a Healer increased my difficulty in blending with them.

“I’m the best bait we have. Young. Innocent-looking. They won’t see a threat until it’s too late.” Matthias stood so abruptly the chair scraped hard against the floor. Both hands slammed down on the desk. The heavy wood cracked straight down the middle under the force. “I will not allow it.” Liliana rose as well. Her own growl answered his. “I’m a Lycan. I have a better chance of survival than any female warrior we could send. Instinct under pheromone pressure isn’t something ordinary wolves can simply ignore. I can.” Their auras erupted at the same moment.

The sun was about to set and the yellow lights were turned on in every cottage, making the whole town look beautiful. It was foggy at the peak of the mountain, but I could clearly see the Soare-Luna mountain, which was the tallest mountain in Jivan. Soare-Luna meant Sun-Moon mountains because it was said to be the land of both Sun worshippers – vampires – and Moon worshippers – werewolves. It was said to be the home of God Sol and Goddess Luna. And the Lycan river originated at the top of the mountain. But for some reason, no one had ever made it to the top. I imagined that if it was so beautiful here, it must be exquisite at the top where one would be able to

And despite being in the lycan form, he spoke. An animalistic sound escaped his jaw as he pleaded, “Please” I was startled beyond measure. I had only heard that lycans were beyond an ordinary werewolf in strength and stature but I did not know they could also speak out loud while still being in their bestial form. Though, Borivin’s voice sounded more like a donkey bleating its throat hoarsely, pleading with the lion to not kill it. “I knew I was going too soft on you” Jasper’s voice drawled out, sounding huskier than his human voice.