Code Lyoko Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Now I could stay in here and think about what I'd say in my defense when I get questioned for being the Lycan's date. I curled against my bed, wishing I had at least Nancy to talk to about my feelings. Thinking of Lycan have me a strange knot in my stomach. I groaned, shaking the thoughts out of my head. It was wrong for me to think of Lycan in this manner, he was forbidden. I shook my head and decided to take a proper nap, I needed it after all that's happened the last two days. **

“I need something to focus on beyond my Luna responsibilities. Since you won’t let me reconnect with my friends or reclaim my pack, please allow me this one opportunity! Don’t take it away from me. If I remind you of someone else, then do it for her if you can’t do it for me!” Guys please read my other co-author books Alpha Lucious, His Purchased wife , Betrayed By My Ex claimed by his father, Alpha Evander's Rejection on G.O.O.D.N.O.V.E.L

Zaiden kicked Stefan's body, freeing himself. Cedric lifted himself and landed a hard, deep scratch on Lyall. Lyall groaned. Initially, Lyall was no match for Cedric. He had fought Cedric before. Cedric was certainly strong, and Lycaon would defend him. After Lycaon's death, Lyall remained overwhelmed. Their final battle had actually resulted in Lyall transforming into a Lycan. FLASHBACK

Not only was Giovanni a Lycan, just like Adam, but he also held authority over a pack, mirroring Adam's own position. Amidst this tumultuous encounter, the sound of a familiar voice pierced through the tension. Ryle, Isabella and Giovanni's young son, burst out of the house, calling out to Adam with unbridled joy. Without hesitation, the little boy ran towards Adam, leaping into his arms. Adam's face softened with a mixture of surprise and affection as he embraced Ryle, showering him with kisses on the cheek.

"He didn't even drop his guard when the wind shifted!" Beside her sat twelve-year-old Lyra. Her own golden locks fell in soft, radiant waves around her shoulders, and her grey eyes—the exact mirror of Veyra's—were wide with unadulterated adoration as she held her wooden toy sword in her lap. "Lucas is the best knight in the whole realm!" twelve-year-old Lyra declared proudly, puffing out her cheeks. "When I grow up, I'm going to marry him!" "You can't marry him, he's our cousin!" Liora giggled, nudging her sister's shoulder with a mischievous smirk. "Besides, I declared I was going to marry him first when I was five!"

This time next month I’d be mated. It was hard to believe, but that’s how it was for us lycanthrope. It both comforted me, knowing that somewhere out there belonged my perfect match, and–naturally–placed the fear of God into me since I was still in university and it was basically the equivalent of marriage. Shit, I was only 21 years old. I barely had time to play the field and “destiny” was going to place some random chick with me forever? It was supposed to be fated by the wolf gods, but what if she was ugly or mean? Or both?! What if I didn’t like her?

What else I would have wanted. I jumped on a wall and grabbed a katana from the wall. The lycon looked confident about his victory. I was swinging the katana blade in the air. He lunged himself at me. He was aiming straight towards my chest. Thanks to angel Gabriel, I knew how to read minds. He wanted to rip my heart out. So he could eat it. Lycons get more powerful when they eat hearts. With an easy swing of the katana in my hands, I beheaded him before he could even touch me. His head hit the floor first then his huge sized body. "Well! You did underestimate me. It's not my fault." I whispered while staring into his dead eyes as I wiped his blood that was on the blade on clothes he still h

"I'm not going to be ready. Ever." I swallowed hard, wrapping my arms around myself. "I don't know you." "My name is Zander Cane," he said simply. The name hit me like a cold wave. Zander Cane. I had heard that name before. Everyone in every pack had heard that name. The Lycan King. Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, the most powerful, most feared, most respected pack in the entire country. My legs almost gave out from under me. "You're..." I blinked. "You're the lycan king?"

That promise made Lynn's smile grow even bigger and brighter, and then she moved forward to hug him tightly. Unless the new version of Liora is not pretty or attractive, or I do not end up falling for her all over again like I did the first time, Myrrak thought privately to himself as he returned the hug that Lynn was giving him. He buried his face in her hair, breathing in her scent. He did not say those thoughts out loud because he did not want to hurt Lynn's feelings, but he could not help wondering if history would repeat itself once he saw Liora who is now being called Nyxoria in person. ***

Memories play across it and while I frown, confused, Diane chuckles as she watches them. I try to keep my frown off my face. I try to act like I am not affected by all this but I am. Cain could be dying for all I know! “A supreme Lycan King has power equivalent to four Lycan Kings Adelaide.” A memory of swords and battle comes back to me and I see phantom images darting through the skies. A male, a male who looks so much like Lyros darts through the sky, wreathed in the same silver starlight energy Cain was wreathed in a moment ago.