Code Lyoko Monster Novels & Stories

There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear. Someone reached out to touch me. It wasn't Kael. It was a softer, warmer touch, checking my eyelids, my pulse. "The Luna is in shock, her heart rate is dropping rapidly!" "We need to stabilize her spirit immediately." "Quick, get the moonstone elixir!" "No! Her wolf is going dormant!" What happened? Were they talking about me? Is my wolf, Selene, dying? I didn't know. I only felt my eyelids getting heavier, so incredibly sleepy.

A red marker appeared on the creature’s chest. [DESTROY CORE TO TERMINATE ENTITY] Lyra exhaled slowly. “Good.” The monster tilted its head. “What are you smiling about?” Lyra raised her blade again. “Because now I know where to aim.” Above them, the claw pushed harder through the sky. Adrian’s arms trembled slightly as he held the breach. His voice echoed across the battlefield. “Lyra. Hurry.” She nodded once. “Working on it.” The monster roared and unleashed a massive wave of darkness. Lyra sprinted forward. The energy tore the ground apart around her. She jumped, spun, and cut through the attack. Her blade clashed against the monster’s claws.

Jay hissed. “There’s not a thing in this world that I actually care about.” Monster appeared indifferent. “Is that so? What about your daughter?” Jay sat up straight. His profound pupils were locked onto Monster’s eyes. Monster’s smile froze slightly. “I don’t have a daughter.” He suddenly roared like thunder. Jay curled his lips. “Why are you getting stirred up?” He crossed his legs again, calmly admiring Monster’s current ugly state. Monster realized that he had lost his temper and forced himself to calm down. However, he could not help but ask, “Is Lil Thirteen dead or alive?”

I couldn't blame him, though; no one could hear the car's soft-running engine unless they possessed power like mine. Being a Lycan, I not only had sharp eyesight that could see through thick darkness, but I could pick up any smell or hear anything, even if it was still miles away. "Doctor Kedeva is approaching; open the gate for him." I said it firmly, emphasizing the urgency in my voice. The guard hesitated for a moment before finally nodding and reaching for the gate controls. The car drew closer, and I sensed the increased thumps in my heart. I was happy that Sony could finally get a treat and mad at Kedeva at the same time. He knew how important he was at the pack and that he was suppose

It's teeth, eerily incandescent, emitted a strange red glow and were as sharp as a fine thrusting blade, and each of it's misshapened heads were small, lumpy and bald with mottled grey skin. "Uh, hello? We should...run!" A voice yelled from behind and I felt it sounded like Lily's. The monster was like a cat than a wolf. Instead of killing fast, it preferred to toy with it's food. The first strike was a poisonous claw to slow the or reaction time of it's victim. After that, it was play time. The 'meal' would be allowed the chance to run, to feel the pounding of their own heart, then it would strike them. Everything played in my head, and I saw it's teeth, sank deep into Mona's neck, deep eno

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

What else could have led her to take the desperate step of denying her heritage and living alongside another species? Just who was this Lycan? Had I only seen his mellow side up to now? If so, when would he unleash the real monster? And would I survive to see Lolo again? I’d never been so scared. I really hoped my instincts were wrong this time, the ones which told me he was capable of absolutely anything.

I bit my lips and continued to crawl until I was harshly turned over, the warriors set me on my knees and every drive in me was lost, all hope because I knew what was coming. “Hmm, she already looks half dead,” Lexi's voice pierced the air filled with disgust. The Crimson blood never let the banished souls to live, they believe they would be betrayed once they are out of the pack. They also didn't believe in mercy against heinous crimes that had been committed, which was the reason behind their strength, they were the strongest pack in the last century. And they were about to do the same thing to me. Torian grabbed my jaws and forced me to look at him, my vision however was blurry from how m

Freya cursed beside me. I turned my head and followed her eyes. At the far end of the bonfire stood a golden Lycan. He was larger than all the others. His coat glowed under the moonlight and his eyes locked with mine for a moment. My heart raced as realization dawned on me —It was Leone. His gaze stayed on me, then shifted to Freya, then back to me again. Then he threw back his head and howled at the moon. The sound spread through the garden like fire. Wolves and Lycans howled with him, their bodies trembling with the pull of the hunt.

So that didn’t make any sense because I have read enough about creatures to know that they had a great sense of smell. If they were here for revenge, even as mindless monsters, they would have known that Lyon wasn’t here— Except if he were! My eyes widened as I rushed to scan as much of the area as my position could permit. Maybe Lyon was back. Maybe he found my Nyra. Maybe— My thoughts suddenly froze as I saw him— or a different version of him. Lyon. Or a different version of him. A version that seemed to control the monster boys. A version that was totally wrong.