Bloodborne Lycanthrope Novels & Stories

Nadine nodded, listening raptly. "Second, the lycanthropes have one known weakness. They have a very severe, debilitating allergy to silver." Madam Yvonne continued. "So you can kill them with a silver bullet? Just like in the movies?" Nadine asked eagerly. Madam Yvonne rolled her eyes, "Silver bullets. It takes three to five rounds to kill a mature lycanthrope. You can also give it a fatal dose of mercury." "Mercury?" Nadine echoed.

Without giving them the chance to recover, he rushes over to them, hands transforming into claws. Then blood spills everywhere. By the time he stands to his feet, he is drenched from head to toe, his emotionless eyes snaps my way, making me tremble. What exactly is this man? Before I can blink, he's by my side, lifting me to his lap. I grunt in pain, shaking my head. “I— it's no use. I” I struggle to breathe. " Please bury me in a… warm place." “Shut up!" He demands.

“Lycan, wolf—still hairy beasts with claws.” “What’s there to do?” "There’s the bond for starters, but that’s not all—she can kill the undead. Based on the investigation, the undead need to be killed in a specific way to stay dead. That doesn’t apply to her. I checked the corpses—no matter how she killed them, they didn’t rise again but remained dead”

The flickering glow of golden flame swayed back and forth as he added, “Now the gold appear, the pool of golden flame will soon unable to restraint us. We can finally leave the pagodas, and soon... to this gloomy of prison!” The bloody-suit men scream the excitement of their heart. The old man in bloody suit can only go with it, scream the same but his eyes devoid of emotions. It filled with freezing cold and deadly aura of terror. He thought, “They are going so far and forcing the villagers to bowed their head, yet it's only just begun?” He just find out after the attack of the berserk. That kind of transformation is a force transformation, and go beyond the nature of the lycans!

This was no ordinary encounter; I was being ambushed by the infamous Red Fang Pack. A surge of adrenaline coursed through me, sharpening my senses and heightening my awareness. My injured arm throbbed, a constant reminder of my vulnerability, but I refused to let it deter me. I positioned myself protectively in front of her, shielding her from the approaching threat, my eyes locked onto the crimson-eyed Lycan.

In retrospect, I was so stupid to fall for his trick question. Lycans loved to play around with their partners during their rut and most Lycans had a breeding kink as the thoughts of having their own pups enticed their senses to the point of losing all human rationality in them and purely act on their animalistic instincts. Later on, the willy vampire revealed that my answer was a dead giveaway to my real identity. Motherfucker. Presently, “Yes what, baby ?” the dominating man over me asked as he continued to devour my jaw and neck.

I stood there a moment as I studied his expression before I said anything. Then I choose to say, "I am the Alpha of my pack. You are a very bright young boy and I believe you will understand when I tell you this. Earlier in the carriage, you no doubt picked up on the fact that I am not a human but a Lycan and have the ability to change into a massive wolf. However, you are also a Lycan and will be able to do the same thing one day. To get to that point, you will have to train and become strong. If you have a special ability, we will help you develop that skill as well. For now, you will have your needs met. Oh, and it will be nothing like you have experienced so far from the place you left b

And beside me did not mean she was to stay silent. I exhaled slowly. "You're right. I'm sorry." Savannah's expression shifted, surprise softening her fear. "I know." She said, a little too quickly. Despite everything, my mouth twitched. I turned back to the papers. "Look, there's more." The next page was older. And not in my mother's handwriting, but a copied passage from some record I didn't recognize. "To create a Bloodborn, you require three violations: stolen wolf blood, vampiric hunger, and Luna magic that had been broken from its rightful bond. The result is neither dead nor living. Neither wolf nor vampire, but something that is between doors." I read out loud.

That I’ve been thrown into a freezing river and I’m so far under the water I’ll never get back up. “The Werewolf gene is passed through the male line.” Cain explains. “Every male Wolf will produce pups because their genes are dominant. That’s why you’re not a Wolf because a female Wolf cannot produce pups with a male human partner. But with Sullivan blood, if you have offspring with a Wolf, they’ll not only be Wolves, they’ll be Lycans. Original Wolves.” I shake my head, shutting my eyes, burying them in my palms. “I can’t have children.”

Hunter stated. “Lycans are allergic to silver,” Ned explained. “A solid silver bullet would be more painful and harder to heal from, but no guarantee of death. At least, not any more than any other bullet would be for a human. But mercury… it wouldn’t take much in the bloodstream to cause serious damage. A single bullet could fully incapacitate a lycan.” “Hunter, I need you on top of this,” I ordered. “This is your new priority.” “No,” Jaden argued. “He needs to get out of there. This is far too much of a risk.”