Code Lyoko William Dunbar Novels & Stories

“I’m twenty-four, Ms. William.” “There you go again! Just call me Ava. As you can see, you’re only twenty-four and I’m twenty-two. Maybe it’s okay that you don’t call me Ms. William and Ava will do because it’s really okay,” I said. I’m happy with his appearance. Liam’s wearing something that suits him. Actually, if I didn’t know that the uniforms of Manager Dory’s secretaries were green, I would have thought he was a talent or artist too like us. “O-okay, Ava.”

The war-chariot shot straight up into the dark sky, speeding toward the southern horizon at terrifying speed. As the snowy mountains faded into distant fog below, I looked down one last time. Kaelen was standing on the ruined mountain pass, roaring in absolute agony and rage toward the sky, his transformation bursting out of his skin as he turned into a giant, night-black Lycan wolf. Beside the Sovereign on the chariot, Lady Lyra stepped out from behind a dark curtain, holding a heavy golden collar set with dark purple stones. "Put it on her, My Lord," Lyra whispered with a wicked grin. "The Mind-Slave collar will erase her memories of the King forever by sunrise."

Something unspoken. He cleared his throat and began the ancient rite, his voice low and steady: “I, Alpha Knox Black, Lycan Prince of Wales of the Lycan Kingdom, welcome you, Lydia Michael, into the Blue Moon Pack. You are forever bound—with pain, with blood, and with life—to this pack until you are ready to sever the ties.” Each word pulsed through her like electricity. When they separated, he wiped their hands with a soft cloth. Her throat tightened. Her skin burned. Was this real?

For the pain inflicted upon me has become the fuel that will ignite my transformation, propelling me toward a future where my strength will be my guiding light. POV: LIAM Reluctantly, I found myself compelled to attend the gathering, as it was my solemn duty as the Lycan King. The Dawn Rise pack, while not boasting superior strength or wealth, managed to thrive and survive through the strength of their alliances. Despite the Alpha and Luna's lack of intellectual acumen, their dedication and earnest efforts as leaders were admirable. As the celebratory event commenced, an announcement reverberated through the air, revealing the decision to pass on the mantle of Alpha to their son, Dylan. It w

William, Lorenzo communicated via mind-link while everyone was still running, “In a few minutes, we'll be positioned at the entrance of the pack” William declared, “Alright, everyone stop running immediately.” Everyone halted instantly, and William, along with Logan and Bryson, returned to their human forms. "Is everything alright, son?" Logan inquired.

This couldn’t be real. But it was. I was about to marry the Lycan King. - - - Alpha Damien Blackwood stood tall and still. His face was unreadable but very handsome, I wondered if he was real. I have never seen a man look this good. His eyes—dark and sharp held me in place. They were locked on me with a kind of intensity that made my skin prickle.

They have been growing more and more over the years, recruiting new members. I have been meaning to call a meeting of the council of Lycan kings, which I was their leader. The council is made up twelve Lycan kings, representing the twelve wolf kingdoms. But with my protection pearl going missing and bringing of Vee into my pack, I have been pretty much occupied. Now Vico is sending his men into my lands, I had to nip this shit in the bud soon or I might have another war with half breeds on my hand. “Maybe they know she is a half breed,” that had to be why they wanted her.

Liam had no friends and family, but William has been the only friend and family he has. Sometimes he acts like a real assistant and sometimes he acts like a real friend. “William, check this out.” Liam said, dropping the tablet on the table. “What is it this time?” William asked, without raising his head. “It's the guy from six years ago,I think he's back with some ulterior motives.” He shared. “Look at the picture Jeremy sent to me,I found him around Mr Carlos.” William expression changed,he slammed his fist on the desk. Liam flinched.

The guy replied to James and then he logged out of the chat. James wasn't fully satisfied, he needed to do more and then he remembered that Mr. Patrick had given him Lyons number. He dialled the number and Lyon picked up on the third ring. “Who is this?” Lyon asked. “Lyon Scott, My name is James Smith and I believe that we have a common enemy. Your brother Dylan Knight.”

Empusa said, looking at William expectantly. “Why would I join his cause when I found my mate?" William asked with an exasperated groan. "I'm tired of death. I have no interest in anything bound to cause more." Which was true. Especially now, with Emily at his side, he wanted to be away from anything to do with death. "Besides, Lycaon's own sickness got him cursed in the first place. Lest we forget,” William reminded the room at large. “He served his own son for dinner. That hardly makes him a gentle and just leader. Certainly not someone to be trusted.”