Derek Lycan Novels & Stories

"If I complete this year, the debt is paid. Forever. You never use this against me again." Derek considered this. Outside, she heard voices, their parents laughing downstairs, unpacking boxes, building their new life together. "Forever is a long time," Derek said slowly. "That's the deal. Take it or leave it." Their eyes locked. Lily refused to look away first, even though her heart hammered against her ribs. She'd learned long ago that showing weakness to predators was the fastest way to get hurt. And Derek was definitely a predator. Future alpha. Top of the pack hierarchy. Someone who could crush her with a single word to his father.

For a moment, they just looked at each other. "Can I see your wolf?" Crystal asked nervously. Ryder smiled, and with a fluid motion, he transformed into his Lycan form. Crystal gasped, mesmerized by the majestic creature before her. Ryder's Lycan body was powerful and majestic, with thick, dark gray fur and piercing yellow eyes. His muscles rippled, his powerful legs propelling him forward with ease. His face was strong with high cheekbones and a sharp jawline, and his ears were pointed and alert.

she thought and turned. She fell on the bed and looked at the title of the book. She remember, Eric had given it to her on her birthday but she did not read it yet. The title states: The Legend of Lycans “Whoa, Eric brought me the book about the werewolves,” she said excitedly and opened the book. “I am a crazy girl, minutes a go I had a nightmare about a wolf and even the wolf is howling outside and I am reading something like that as well,” she thought.

said, maybe he was really capable of ending my life forever and I would not be able to be rebirthed or he was able to get me scared just like he did today and everything would go his way. “You better not scream for food while I go to sleep.” He said as I walked out of the room. I was hungry but I could not take it, I was traumatized by his actions he did like he really meant everything he said, and that fact always made me fear who he was. I didn’t understand thoroughly what he meant by everything he had said, but I knew he was a really dangerous man I wasn’t thinking straight. I wished I could talk to the moon’s goddess or maybe she’ll appear in front of me. I couldn’t help but get scared.

“Oh darling… I could never be mad at you. I shouldn’t have have just sprung up that Lycan’s name on you. I should have been more sensitive to your needs. I know you’re still hurting from the memories of that bastard. Sera burrowed deeper into her mate’s arms. He couldn’t even begin to understand half of the danger Alistair could bring. “It’s okay, you were just doing your best to help the pack… but I think there are better, more safer ways of going about it than encroaching on the lands of a twisted psychotic monster.” Lucas laughed a deep laugh that rumbled in his chest. Sera enjoyed feeling it as she lay pressed on his chest. “Psychotic monster?.... Damn Sera! You must really hate that guy

I asked, feeling anxious. "I've never been more sure about anything in my entire life." Shakily, I offered him my right hand. He undid the buttons of his shirt and took it off. He extended his claws and clawed his chest, right over his heart. The skin tore easily and the wound started bleeding immediately. He took my hand in his and made a small cut in the middle of my palm before he placed it over the bleeding wound on his chest. "I, Dimitri Volkov, Beta of The Rogue Pack, solemnly vow to loyally serve Avalyn Volkov, Luna of the Rogue Pack, Queen of Mozog, for as long as I shall live," he vowed as we looked into each other's eyes.

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.

he said, stepping closer, his voice dropping to a whisper, “But I’ll make it you. I believe it’s you.” What? Before I could even ask what he meant, guards stormed in the forest. “Take him away!” he commanded. Two of them lifted Derek like he weighed nothing. His head lolled to the side, his body weak and limp. He didn’t fight. Didn’t even speak. He was broken. And then, like a shadow gliding across a flame, the masked Lycan turned toward me. His gloved hand reached for mine. “You’re going home with me,” he growled. He gripped my wrist, firm and commanding.

Strong hands shot out to grip my shoulders, keeping me upright. My gaze flew up, locking with a warm, familiar brown gaze. The defensive tension drained from my limbs as I recognized my friend, Derek. "What's wrong? You don't usually come around here." Derek's familiar, soothing tone washed over me, melting away my sudden doubts. Lycan Gamma Derek to the Tyrant King now, was different from any other Lycan I’d encountered so far. While many Lycans of the high ranks were aggressive and physically menacing, Derek was cunning. He distinguished himself by serving as the palace apothecary.

" The Lycan said nothing, but if his lowered eyebrows and hard gaze were anything to go by, he wasn't exactly pleased. Alarm rang through Derek. He was here to play on the Lycan's compassion; he wasn't getting that if his target got angry. "It's my fault, my lord." Derek owned up, taking a step forward. However, his bravery got him nothing but an unfriendly and hard stare from the Lycan. It took quite a lot for him to continue talking. "I'm the one who insisted that I see you. I understand that I have no right to be asking for your help, but I hoped I would get it on the grounds of your past relationship with Belinda. She's been kidnapped." The air in the room seemed to still, but that was o