Code Lyoko Lyoko Novels & Stories

The ghouls entrapped them –they surrounded the cabin that they’ve been hiding and the team can’t think of any escape ideas On the other side, team 2 already fighting and killing lycoans (selfish and greedy creatures that can turn into wolves every time they want) they’ve been fighting 3 lycans for hours now and they have only knocked down one of them “hoy! Gumalaw ka naman!” (hey! will you move now?!) the team did not expect that Lina will only stand there, eyes closed The team struggled and Lina thought that it’s a miracle that they can defeat one lycans. She’s trying the technique that she’s always using in her past… the heart observation

Ayden looked at her seriously and said in a sharp voice: I mean the kingdom of werewolves, and rather, the Lycans. She looked at him to find any sign indicating that he was joking, but he found his attitude very serious, and she thought inside her that he was crazy, so she asked, looking at him, trying to take him as much as his mind: What does the Lycan mean? Are they also delusional like werewolves?

Lycans were a myth. “I’m serious, Zaliver,” I said with my lips pursing at him. “So am I.” I shook my head at him not believing him. “Think about it. A species similar to werewolves but are way too different from them—stronger, faster, and better than wolves. I command all wolves. Come on, Vivian,” he said.

“Okay, so when can we do this?” “The next blood moon is in 1 year according to our predictions” “YOU HAVE TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME” – I shout punching the wall “I am sorry Alpha, but it is a really complex spell and without the witch casting it we have to wait” “So if we find Lorena before the blood moon we can undo it?” “Yes” – they both say I mind link Ed “Get your ass in my office” He didn’t respond and knocked on the door “come in” – I say

It clings to the earth in wisps, swirling around the broken stones of the old walls, veiling the lilacs in ghostly silver. I sit by my window, chin resting on my knees, watching the heavy night press against the glass. My desk, not far from where I am, is filled with crumpled paper. Evidence of my failed attempts at writing a worthy letter that I aim to send to secret and not-so-secret Lycan supporters that exist in the kingdom. I'm not so smart that I can still memorize who are pro-Lycans in the future. But knowing that there are some existing in this kingdom is more than enough for me.

Jane is so adorable and it seems like she will fit in easily with life on Dolhq, I hope the council agrees. "Niltiac please miss," I replied to the driver as I entered the underground tunnels. I sat down next to a young boy across from his parents as the door closed and off we went. It's a 10 minute trip from city to city unless you use the portal, which is only used for emergencies. Such as escorting a criminal to the punishment prison, an earth injury or death situation. "What's your name?" The little boy asked. "Sebastian, what's yours?" I replied.

Lycans are rare creatures and we have no choice, we are genetically programmed this way. My small hope is instantly crushed when Dr Rayan chuckles and then points to the screen. 'Don't worry Alpha nothing is wrong. In fact, I would go as far as to say everything is very right. Look, those are your pups, the Luna is carrying identical twin boys.' His eyes light up with happiness. 'Twins? We're having fucking twins? Twin boys?'

“Not too young. Lycans have a great stamina and growth phase…we reach adulthood quickly while staying in our adult phase for a fairly long time before old age claims us” “I see” Jasper reached for a small door beneath the carriage and opened it to reveal a bottle of water. “So you are going to be more or less this same age until another 5000 years?” I enquired and he almost choked on the water. “Five thousand years? Who wants to live that long?” He replied as he handed over the bottle to me. I took a sip and looked outside, the bright afternoon sun was now replaced by the soft orange glow, indicating the arrival of evening.

Behind him, Robert stops dead in the hallway, his face entirely drained of colour. "The King," Jeremiah gets out, his fingers clutching at his own chest, right over his heart. "The link is dropping. The Lycan line is going dark." "Get Kaycen," I command, forcing myself to stand. My left leg trembles, nearly buckling under the weight of the phantom agony. "Get Laura. Now, Jeremiah." Jeremiah nods once, a sharp, desperate jerk of his chin, and vanishes back down the corridor. Robert steps into the room. His hands are buried deep in his pockets, but I can see the tremor in his forearms through the dark fabric of his jacket.