Aaron Lycan Novels & Stories

All of them. Every last one of them, he beats to a pulp without a single care. One man decimated over forty trained warrior Lycans. Aaron hasn't changed one bit. “Mnn, that's the stuff” he moans, basking in the setting sun as blood runs down his face. Not a single drop belongs to him. “I definitely needed to get that out of my system” he chuckles, walking towards us like a zombie possessed. “Now that we've gotten rid of the side characters, can we finally talk… Alphas!”

“Little wolf, I thought I told you to stay in your room.” “The flames were—” The second form, much larger than Azrael’s, stepped from the shadows and into my line of sight. Deep in my heart I knew the mountain of a man, with skin and hair as pale as moonlight itself, was Draco. God of the Lycans. His eyes, both covered with a sheen that made them glow in the dark, almost like a canine’s, were trained on my face. The warning bells in my head screeched: “Danger, predator, get away fast!”

Even though Aryan had been training since he was young, he did not dare to say that he could beat Lycan in a fight. And Lycan Willows looked weak. He was a doctor. That was his original profession. It made him look even weaker than he already was. Nobody would guess that he was a mercenary that had killed so many politicians. Thier deaths has caused so many waves in the world...but no one was ever able to trace it back to doctor Lycan Willows. "Well, where is Lycan now?" Aryan asked.

Aryan is a Lycan from a powerful lineage and next in line to be the Alpha. Other than his parents, he is the only Lycan in his pack and all the girls wish to be his mate. He is surprised to learn that he has two mates; Adele and Selene, the most unusual and popular twins in his school whose personalities rival each other as Selene is known to be kind-hearted and loved by all whereas Adele is known to be evil and hated by everyone.

Andrew stood in his dark study, his expression hardened with determination. His goal had always been clear—Arianna, his own daughter, was the key to ultimate power. The fact that she was growing stronger, both as an Lycan and as Xavier’s mate, was making her a threat to his plans. He had to act now before it was too late. The door creaked open, and Lydia, the witch he had been working with, entered the room. Her steps were light, almost gliding as she approached him, her dark eyes scanning him with interest.

The adults used to joke and call us 'little brats' when we were younger, and Aaron couldn't say the 'b' in Brat, so we adopted the name. There were nine of us if we included Danielle, but we weren't all exactly in the same pack or even the same species. My brothers, Cedric and Aaron, and I were Lycans. Annabelle, a Wolf-Shifter, was the daughter of Father's Gamma, Adam, and Captain of the Royal Guard, Charlotte. Alice was a witch and was the adopted daughter of Delilah and Reneé.

Her voice was laden with fury as she walked menacingly toward Karen. Karen stepped forward, his eyes locked on Aria. "I am Karen. I am a Lycan…" Aria's gaze flicked to me, then back to Karen. "You're a...a..." She stumbled over her words, her eyes widening in horror. "You're a Lycan!" Karen nodded, his expression unchanging. "Yes, I am." Aria's face went white as a sheet. "No, no, no," she whispered, backing away from Karen. "This can't be. You're not supposed to be here. Who exactly are you?”

" No! No one is sacrificing himself. We should wait till Maynard wake up. He might fill us in on what had happened " " Okay! " Lycan said finally while looking away. I know his mind was set but I vow to do all in my Best in persuading him. After all he is Lycan Myth. A man designs for both evil and saints.

And why had he called me mate, there is no doubt Alpha Aiden was my mate. And why is he really familiar yet strange. But he didn’t flinch. He just smiled, like he had been waiting for me to ask. “You want to know who I really am?” I nodded, though my throat felt thick and unready to form the words. I braced myself, thinking he would repeat what he had said the night before. “Mate.” But he didn’t. “I am Doctor Ariston,” he said gently, “specialized in Lycan Transmutation.”

This couldn’t be real. But it was. I was about to marry the Lycan King. - - - Alpha Damien Blackwood stood tall and still. His face was unreadable but very handsome, I wondered if he was real. I have never seen a man look this good. His eyes—dark and sharp held me in place. They were locked on me with a kind of intensity that made my skin prickle.