Defying The Lycan King Novels & Stories

I buried my face in my chest Maybe we should check, let's rip her clothes off to see if she's hiding a tail somewhere,” she ordered. I prayed fervently, hoping someone would come to my aid. “That's enough “ a deep voice cuts through the room. It was Wesley Blackwood, the Lycan king, the most feared monster among all kinds. “I mean, no one dares lay a hand on her,” he commanded. His steps were heavy as he walked towards us. My heart almost jumped out of my throat when I saw him emerge from the shadows.

The two women flashed me deadly glares before walking past me, deliberately bumping their shoulders against mine as they passed. "We are here, Your Majesty!" they announced their presence in such a seductive tone that I couldn't help but scoff angrily, forgetting about my situation. "Go back. Get out!" the stranger, the Lycan King, growled, causing the women to tremble in fear. They didn't question him about why he wanted them out. They bowed and scurried out of the room, making sure to bump into me before walking out. "What are you doing here?" the Lycan King hissed, rubbing a hand over his face as though his body were on fire. "You should remain in the room you were given until I'm ready t

I step forward relishing in Sasha’s screams of agony like I am crushing her. "What are you doing? How?! What are you?!" She screams, trying to push herself up to look me in the eye. I smile, seeing the blood dripping from her eyes, nose, ears and corners of her mouth as she whimpers. "I’m ending you, now! I am the Lycan King son of a lycan witch and mate to the Lycan Queen, the Lycan Goddess of Death. Did you really think I don’t have power?!" I growl, hearing Bane’s voice resonate with mine as we speak as one. I step forward and kneel, reaching out grabbing her by the throat. I slowly stand and stare down into her terrified eyes, reveling in her fear, as I lift her body off the ground as sh

Now, controlling that love was seeming more impossible for me. The ritual began amidst a serious atmosphere. King Vincenzo kept looking at my way, waiting for my reaction which I was fighting to hold back. After the round full moon was up in the sky already, King Vincenzo and Lucia both looked up to take their blessing from the Moon goddess. But the situation suddenly took a twisted turn when King Vincenzo's Lycan began to appear on the surface. His muscles stretched, his eyes turning more blazing and dangerous than before. Tearing his eyes off from the full moon, his animalistic voice uttered one single word possessively,

I don't want them to notice that I have a hard-on. ‘Let them see how hard you were for me, Amoux. Once we finish this, I will suck your dick and give you a boob job. Did you like that?’ ‘Shit! Leah, could you help me to release this? I can't believe this. I'm the Lycan King, and I feel tortured. I swear that once I got you, I will break your hole.’ ‘Yeah, do that to me, Amoux. Make sure that your knees are fine. You're getting older. That's why your knees were too weak.’

ELVA’S POV The Lycan king goes berserk from time to time due to how long he has been away from the battlefield. Bothered that his enemies must have deemed him weak now, his power goes out of control on certain nights and he transforms to his full form, lurking about to find any threat and destroy it. But the problem is that when his power goes out of control, it is impossible for him to identify between his enemy and his foes, so he destroys anyone in sight. Only his Luna can confront him because when he sees her he sees himself.

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four Alexander’s POV Lycan King Alexander stood tall upon a rocky cliff, his fierce gaze sweeping across the vast expanse of his kingdom. The moonlight cascaded over his ebony fur, casting an ethereal glow on his regal figure. His golden eyes, sharp and determined, conveyed the weight of his responsibilities as the ruler of the Lycan pack. "Men," he bellowed, his voice echoing through the night. "We embark on a mission of utmost importance tonight. Zara's parents have vanished under mysterious circumstances when we conquered their pack. It is our duty to find them and bring them home safely."

the words hang in her throat. “Is this all you have got?” I ask with a mocking smirk playing across my lips, “is this what you have got?” “Why didn’t you move?” Imogen forces herself to ask, “do you want me to kill you that badly?” “Your sword is too small to kill me, Imogen” I whisper over her hair and in no time, my demon expels the blade out of my body almost immediately, “I am not a dormant wolf like you, Imogen. I am a Lycan king, a bigger and better breed of whatyou can ever be”

Another replied and I groaned but still closed my eyes there. “Are you nut? Can’t you see he is about to die? He can’t even open his eyes well anymore. Are we going to watch him die like this?” One of them said again and my heart leaped. “You are the one who’s lost his mind. Have you forgotten that he is a Lycan king and a very strong one at that? How will he die just because he is thirsty? Beings like him can go for years without taking anything and they will still be okay!” One of them finally raised his voice as he scolded the last one who spoke.

His skill in battle helped him become well-known, and at the mercy of the Moon Goddess, he became the respected leader to protect the rights and freedoms of his people after the long ordeals and battles. His journey to becoming the formidable lycan king he was today was marked by transformation and trials. Once a young and impulsive warrior seeking glory in battle, his path shifted when he encountered a wise and influential lycan elder who recognized his potential. Guided by his mentor, he began to develop the qualities of leadership and diplomacy, ultimately earning a place as a trusted advisor to the king.