Aaron Lycan Fanart Novels & Stories

“Look. They’re different monsters.” Everyone stared intently. Scott narrowed his eyes. Yes, they looked different. Lyall's Lycan was larger and had a mix of gray and black fur, while the Lycan in Scott's memory was jet black. "Carl, are there really other Lycans besides Lyall?" Darius asked. "I didn't even know this. According to legend, there's only one Lycan, and only the Lycaros family possesses it."

" Sister Ame, you should be careful of that woman. For some reason, I feel like she doesn't have good intentions, even her behavior is odd. As if she is up to something. Please look out for yourself " Amelia nodded as she picked up the sweet donut and put it on her plate. " Whether she had the bad intention or bad behavior, if she again bump into me, I will surely gonna pour so much water on her ", Said Amelia in a narcissistic tone. Arsha was ready with her plan. And her target was none other than Damian, the new kind of Lycan empire. With a seductive innocent smile on her face, she approached Damian who was standing in the corner and having some discussion with his brother.

He hesitated before finally saying, “They appear to have been made by a Lycan.” The room fell completely silent. A Lycan? What were Lycans doing anywhere near Silver Pine territory? And if Aurora had encountered them, was she still alive? Meanwhile, far away in the Moonveil Dominion, Aurora laughed quietly as Cassian insisted that if she ever opened her bakery, he expected an invitation on its first day. “It wouldn't be much of a bakery without customers,” Aurora teased. Cassian met her eyes. “Then I'll make sure I'm early enough to get the first loaf.”

Louisa's POV "What the fuck is a Lycan?" Lucas is better than the rest of his kind, even among werewolves? I mean, seriously, give me a break. "Lycans are... royalty werewolves. We are larger, stronger, and faster than average werewolves. We can shift into animal form at any time we like, and we were born with different gifts. For example, my mother can read other individuals' minds and predict the future. My uncles can control elements of fire and water, or summon animals. It's an inherited thing. This identity and wealth are passed down from generation to generation."

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

I released my full Alpha aura, and they looked down in submission. “What Witch Lily showed you all just now is the truth. I am the last Lycan in existence, and I’m going to take my revenge,” I told them in my Alpha tone. I could practically smell their fear after I said those words. They were afraid of Andre. “Andre has the Silver Moon Pack, and the Glowing Stone Pack behind him, but we also have allies. Alpha Lucas of the Spirit Shadow Pack will work with us, as does his mate, Alpha Colton of the Rogue.” I gestured to the two lovebirds who were holding hands behind me.

Someone was playing a violin which he knew I loved. I looked at him in pure happiness. “Do you like it?” I shook my head. “I love it. Thank you,” I pulled him into a hug. He hugged me back. It’s been a long time since we ate together like this. I’ve been busy studying and teaching children in my free time. At the same time, he’s busy in the palace. He’s the next Lycan king, after all. “I’m glad you love it,” Of course, I love everything he does. I love him not because he’s the next Lycan king or my mate but because I love him the way he is. I love him with all my heart and soul.

Dylan stated with a smirk as he looked around the beautiful place. "Alpha Dylan," a voice said as we turned around. It was a male with blonde hair and gold eyes that were shining through his white and gold mask . He definitely was a lycan of high authority judging by the aura radiating of him. "Gamma Amiri," Dylan greeted with a bow as I looked at the man with confusion. "This is the King's Gamma," Dylan introduced, and that suddenly explained the authority radiating off of him. I quickly bowed down in greetings. "It's a pleasure to meet you, gamma," I said as he did a quick bow.

I was familiar with nightmares, I had a lot of them when Lea passed away but never had I seen anyone struggle to get away from one with such pain and was barely able to like she did. I had asked Lucas, a young man from the clan to gather every piece of information he could on her since Silas and I were busy. Today we were meeting with another Lycan pack on the west side to suggest an alliance. Silas and I were currently in front of the house of a young Lycan named Kallen, the son of the previous leader of that clan. He was in his late twenties and had a handsome face with a full set of fangs, but what I noticed the most was those red glowing eyes. He was one of the rare lycans who couldn't s

In the unknown forest where the Goddess deposited her offspring, Lycans are coming together to form the first Lycan colony. The artist did a shit job with this part too. Both the Lycans' eyes are on one side of their heads, they have teeth that are way too big for their mouths, limbs that are either too long or too short, and scraggly hair sprouting from their hands and feet. One of the Lycans has what I suppose is a crown on his head, but it looks more like a headpiece made out of twigs and leaves. Without giving anything away, I start to look around while Thaddeus asks me questions about the painting. I answer them without thinking. We’re just putting on a show for whomever’s watching us.