Blood Hunter Lycan Novels & Stories

Something made-up of metal as well as glass. Something like... Lantern. Leaving the tall man, the beast jumped towards the one who was holding the lantern just a second ago and... It was the first time when the hungry beast tried to satisfy his never-ending craving. His father's experiment on him to make him the most powerful Lycan King turned out wrong and his beast went wild and uncontrollable. <><>

That slow, knowing smile. “The human girl,” he said. “The one you’re hiding for some reason.” For a second, I couldn’t breathe. The hall tilted. My Lycan roared, demanding blood for threatening our mate. ~

That might have gotten you shocked, I know. My name is Jason and as you may have guessed, I am a male werewolf with a hidden past. A past which I had held in high regard and which I believe won't wash away. It was a very remarkable experience. The past experience was that of my past lover and I. We had been so loved up so much that I was shocked to the bone marrow when she died leaving me behind. Before she died, she had promised that she would be back to be with me once more. I had held on to that promise and looked out for her but I never did see her.

Lucian has changed a lot after his shift after the first few shifts now it had become. He did not know for sure when the boys said he looked like the one straight from the underworld movies. He researched on the internet and every search pointed towards Lycan. He could now shift at will unlike mentioned in those sites. As for the bloodlust on full moons, he ate the raw meat Amanda stocked up for him. Though he across a few wild animals during his run, he never felt the urge to hunt them down.

Besides, they were all engrossed with Samael – shifting into a massive lycan. Vito eyed the elixir in his hands – and drank it without any reservation. However, his heart seemed to be like it was being crushed inside his chest. It was just too painful to bear – that he instantly fell down on the side of the wooden barrels. *** Hunter felt horrified – as they all watched how Samael shifted into a lycan. Like everyone else, he, too, couldn’t believe that such thing exists – even to someone that wasn’t part of a royalty or something. He couldn’t believe that it could also be achieved by someone in an average shifting wolf.

Hunter grinned like a maniac and I writhed beneath his grip trying to free myself but to no avail. Nic stared at Hunter for a moment before he took a step forward but groaned from the sheer effort and pain which was clearly visible on his face. Nic was clearly hurt and there was no way he could fight Hunter...not like this. "Did I mention that Knife is laced with one of the most vile poisons known to Lycans?" Hunter asked and my eyes bulged. My eyes trailed back to Nic's chest and that explained why Nic wasn't healing fast...or healing at all.

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I ignore his attempt to talk to me and focus on the Goddess in front of me. “And you are?” - I ask extending my hand towards her (I need to feel her skin on mine). I can feel her body shaking, and I see her looking at him waiting for a signal to talk (I am definitely going to kill him) and he gives her a nod and she grabs my hand saying “Liv, I mean, Olivia Lockwood” “Lockwood, are you related to Trent Lockwood?” (He was my friend and I took over his pack when he was killed, how didn't I know about her existence?

I had missed him more than I could say. "But why are you here?" I asked. James hesitated, then finally spoke. "I need your help, Liam. It's important. And it's dangerous." I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What kind of help?" James took a deep breath. "There's a group of humans. They call themselves the Hunters. They're after us, Liam. They're after our kind." I felt a chill run down my spine. The Hunters were a group of humans who hunted and killed werewolves. They were ruthless and relentless, and they had already taken out several packs in the area.

She shot up and ran out of the room crying, having no choice but follow my command. It's for her own good. I can't have here hanging around in my room after I just found out my control over my lycan has dwindled. That never happened before, and I have no idea why. My name is Alaric Romanov Dmitri Graymore. I'm a Lycan, and I need a son to finally claim my throne. This is what my father wanted before he could pass down the title to me, as the Lycan King. I'd searched high and low for my mate, and when I found her, somehow I had this weird, nagging feeling telling me that this isn't right. I ignored it, and took her against her parents' will.