Am Lich Novels & Stories

Alpha Bryce cut in, “Lilly, how can we defeat them without harming all of them, it sounds as if we kill them all then the only witches that will be left is you and your child, which will be a hybrid, not a full witch.” Smiling smugly, she looked at Alpha Bryce, “mine will be a full witch,” she nodded towards Amelia, “she will have the hybrid, since she is one herself.” Amelia’s face was shock, “I’m not a hybrid, I’m a werewolf.” Lilly looked at her with pity, “no, you’re a hybrid, you have a bit of witch in you, no real power, but I could teach you some things, like maybe glamour or changing your appearance, easy enough stuff for a hybrid.”

"Draven Ashmourne with Amaris Lightclaw. She was the only child of Alpha Lucian Lightclaw of the Silver Claw Pack. She was stunningly beautiful." Valerius starts typing frantically. "There are no records of an Amaris Lightclaw in the public registry. We thought Lycans went extinct centuries ago." "There wouldn’t be public records," Orion says, his voice tinged with pain. "The Lightclaws and the Silver Claw pack were in hiding. Amaris was from the very last Royal Lycan line. Her pack's existence was strictly on a need-to-know basis, and only reigning Alphas were still taught about them to ensure their protection."

one whispered. The first tree snapped like a matchstick and a massive shape emerged from the shattered vegetation. Three meters of nightmare made flesh. Fur black as night, eyes red as embers, claws the length of butcher’s knives. The Lican. Alaric stripped of all humanity. The youngest ran first. A claw caught him mid-leap and smashed him against a tree like a rag doll. The second tried to shift; Alaric lifted him by the neck with one hand and squeezed until the sound was like stepping on a dry branch.

“Wish they’d destroyed me a few times.” “Darla seriously.” The other mutters. “What are you saying?” “I’m saying I don’t see how it’s possible. How a human can bear Lycan’s?” “She’s not just a human though, is she? She’s a Sullivan for fucksake.” The other hisses and then they both notice me. I wince for a second like I’m the one at fault, like I’m the one who should be embarrassed. “Luna.” They both gasp and bow their heads.

More grimoires are floating around Lich and it made her angrier… this monster is making fun of me “but it seems to me that you still have more energy to fight. So, brawl against them until your hearts’ content” more souls emerged and that pissed her off “ha! Do you think that you’re the only one that has a plan B?” she knows that voicing her plans out won't make her more genius and cool, but she wants to beat Lich more than in this physical and magical fight –also in morals and tactics Lich head scan her from head to toe and his skull tilted while saying “what can you do in that condition” Lina decoded his sentence in a gloating way that made her blood heat up

As I sensed some movements in the dimly lit alley, a subtle rustling that sent a chill down my spine. Instinctively, I tightened my grip on her hand, preparing myself for the unknown. Four figures materialized from the darkness, their menacing presence unmistakable, they were Lycans. Among them, one stood out, adorned in a reddish-white royal robe that billowed around its powerful frame. Its eyes burned with an intense crimson glow, captivating and unnerving simultaneously. This was no ordinary encounter; I was being ambushed by the infamous Red Fang Pack.

I like people to respect me and fear me, but I also like the members of my pack to actually like me. Leon POV I am only 13 but my body is bigger than most 13-year-olds. I can fight and run as well as a grown wolf. I think I got all the strong traits from my father. At the training camp, they thought I was a legitimate heir from the throne, but I am not, even if I was James would be the Alpha as he is the older. After the football game finishes, I decide to go for a swim, I walk towards the lake in the middle of the forest. As I get there I see my friend Alice there. I smile walking closer to her.

She didn’t know much about the supernatural world, but even she had heard whispers of Lilith—a figure of legend, power, and death. Lilith’s eyes gleamed as she took a step closer. “You’ve made quite the mess, haven’t you, little one?” she said, addressing Sasha. “Awakening powers you don’t understand, aligning yourself with mortals who don’t deserve you.” “Leave her alone,” Alex growled, his voice low and dangerous. Lilith laughed, the sound chilling. “Oh, how sweet. The little wolf thinks he can protect her. But you don’t even know what she is, do you?”

The game is on, and I’m going to remind whoever dared cross the De Luca family why I’m the Don. --- Lilith I don't like to leave traces. My tracks are always cleared even before I can say Jack. After all that was my charm, clean jobs. I am painting again. This time it is way more darker than my normal paintings. There's a darkness to each stroke. My phone suddenly rings, and I pick it up, knowing who it is,and why exactly he is calling. "Enjoying your husband's house, Lilith?" I grind my teeth at the wicked sarcasm in his tone. "Of course, father."

Chris' PoV After the meeting in our company was done, I went to my office to carry out some paperwork which took longer than expected, by the time I have completed them and checked them off, everyone was already gone except for me and my secretary (Lyla) who helped me out to finish the day off before making our way outside. Lyla was one of my trusted worker and ally, despite how the company was full of human employees, Lyla is actually not a human but instead a witch and therefore she knows of my identity, she was also the one who looked after me when I was in pain due to my ex-mate, she also taught me about medicine and potions so I was able to make them which can help wolves at critical mo