Code Lyoko Books Novels & Stories

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They were images of blackened houses, broken bodies, and trembling survivors murmuring in fear. “They said they saw… shadows with horns,” Eden whispered. “They said the shadows walked through fire and didn’t burn. They tore through flesh like paper. One old man said he saw a child disappear in the blink of an eye. There was no blood. No scream. Just… gone.” Sophia paled. Her fingers trembled as she reached into the folds of her robe and pulled out a tattered, leather-bound grimoire. She flipped the pages quickly. “I’ve read this before,” she muttered,. “Long ago. When I was a child. The signs… horned shadows, vanishing people, soulless fire. It’s not mortal.”

The Lycan Prince's Forever is the sixth book in The Riverstone Series. Available on GoodNovel ETHAN POV Kratos growls, and I snarl after Father pins us yet again. He rolls off of me and jumps to his feet with ease. I sit up and watch the two hundred and something-year-old man grab a towel with open frustration. My Father's tattoos glisten as he wipes the sweat from his never-aging skin, and my anger towards him only grows. I want to yell and slam my fist through the wall, but I don't. I contain my anger at his indifference as I have done for years.

This was Sinners, where werewolves came to lose all inhibitions. "Fuck!" I cursed, my heart pounding loudly as I tasted real fear. A male's hand grabbed my waist and I flinched away. Someone cupped my ass and squeezed and I cried out in outrage. "Get the fuck away from me!" Suddenly, I felt a dark looming presence rise up behind me and all the eager werewolves froze. A huge jacket slid over my shoulders, smelling of leather and sandalwood and money. "You heard her." The dark, smokey voice said softly, daring any of the men to challenge him. To my surprise, they raised their hands and backed off hastily. That voice was so familiar... I spun around and gaped at the rude, handsome stranger.

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He took a longer look at Kayden and his eyes widened in realization. "Claire who is his father" he asked again but this time in a softer voice I felt a tear roll down my cheek and Kayden turned around and gave me a hug. "Mommy don't cry" Kayden said Jacobi ran his hands through his hair exasperatedly. He stared at me with raised eyebrows and I only nodded my head in reply. "Impossible" said alpha Duncan in disbelief " lycans cannot have children with humans" Jacobi knelt down to Kayden's level, but even though he was kneeling, he was still way taller and bigger than my five years old son who was already at my waist level.

I needed to find a way to learn more without arousing suspicion. After breakfast, I excused myself and hurried back to my room. I retrieved the book and the papers, spreading them out on the bed. The symbols were intricate, each one telling a story of pain and power. I began to read the book more carefully, focusing on the section about blood magic and the specific bloodline of witches and warlocks. I spent hours poring over the book and my notes, losing track of time. The more I read, the more I realized how dire the situation was. The Lycans were not just facing an internal threat; they were up against a powerful enemy with ancient knowledge and dark magic.

He clicked his tongue and shook his head, an amused glint in his eyes. I gulped. “Use it whenever you find yourself in a bind.” He replied nonchalantly, with a wave of his hands. It sounded absurd but I couldn’t possibly refuse his gift. It was a rule in Lycos. NEVER RETURN THE GIFT THAT THE KING GIVES YOU. I bit down on my lower lip, closed my eyes, and resigned with a sigh. When I opened my eyes again, I looked at the King, he tilted his head with his eyebrows corked. “Have something to say to me, Little Penny?” He asked.

Benji would be the only one that would be able to help me with this, and it couldn't wait. Benji was sitting in the castle's library, surrounded by mini mountains of books. Tomes from the Lycan archives layed cracked open along with the books Ana allowed him to borrow. He didn’t look up as the door opened. Instead, he kept his head buried inside of a book that was covered in sigils. “You’re just the person I needed to see,” he said. Rising too fast, one of his knees knocked into the table leg. A stack of books slid but he caught them by the last inch of his fingers.