Novel & Cerita Derek Lycan

I look away from him. “Alexa, talk to me.” I sigh again. “I just found out today that Liana has been…poisoning Derek.” My voice is quiet and after I stop talking, the house is strangely silent. “What?” “Liana has been killing Derek slowly with a poison called the Lycan Python.” An expression passes over Asher’s face but it is too fast for me to read it.

“Don’t leave me, please. Our son needs you, I need you.” I see tears in Derek’s eyes and he keeps the force field. Owen is having a breakdown and I feel like I am on fire. I slam a fist on the ground as I feel myself shifting. Maliyah’s vision is coming true, I know exactly what is happening. My lycan has awakened. I stand just as tall as Derek.

It’s something to think about. “Yes, he was.” I can tell he doesn’t want to talk about it but if I can just push him a little, maybe he’ll give me something that I’ll be able to use. “You don’t seem to want to talk about him.” Dexter still isn’t looking at my face. “You’re right. I don’t.” “Lycans are…” I trail off, unsure of how to continue the sentence. “They’re vicious, aren’t they? They’re absolute assholes.”

Today Nora was on holiday because of a few guests coming into her home. She recalled yesterday's conversation with Nora and couldn't help but gulp her saliva. The dark walker, Lyceon, was an original from the Royal Lycan blood. She was taught in her school classes about Lycans, the most powerful creatures, more powerful and muscular than werewolves and vampires and other creatures. They are like Kings of the Alpha kings and superior to all. They thought lycans had already vanished from the earth but until a decade ago When His brutality and notorious presence was spotted by few werewolves in the bloodbath around the world.

He grinned, leaning in so close that he licked my cheek, as if tasting his next meal. I was paralyzed. I never expected my idol to be a Lycan. I could have been killed and eaten in an instant. "You're a fan? Do you like me?" he asked, sniffing along the line of my neck. "You... D.E.? Are you really him?" I whispered, still in disbelief. "Look at me! I am Drex Ethan! Does it upset you that I'm a Lycan?" he asked threateningly. "I am your fan. I love D.E. You're handsome, charismatic... I love your voice. Please... just don't kill me," I pleaded.

And more than that, my Lycan needs to get out and release some energy before I give into the swirling, furious anger inside. *** The air whips at my face as I race through the trees. I’m miles from our home already but that’s the beauty of being a Lycan, we are stronger, more powerful and not just with the fighting but with everything. Every aspect of our being. As I summit another hill I see the shadow of movement behind me and internally I’m already smiling. ‘Fancy a sparing partner?’ Ryker says through the mind-link. He’s the only one physically capable of keeping pace with me. None of our other brothers or our sister can match us.

He said with an alluring voice. "Well am Ulva, an omega and…"I said as I heard the growling of the Lycans. I quickly went outside as I saw thousands of Lycans with their eyes red in anger, I wondered why, until I saw Xavier in his Lord's form, he was the biggest amongst all. I fell on my knees to beg but J-Huk raised me and hugged me in the presence of Xavier. "What?J-Huk, what are you doing, he would kill you"

I clenched my hands to stop them from shaking. “What are you exactly?” I asked, for once staring at him in a new way. Supernatural beings existed like fairies, witches,wizards, mermaids, vampires, and werewolves, but what the hell was he? He smiled softly, scanning my face. “Zaliver, answer the damn question!” His chin lifted up. His jaw clenched, and his fierce blue eyes looked directly into mine. “Lycan,” he said forthright. My neck tilted to the side. Was this a joke? Lycans were a myth.

The Lycan King Demonicus 100 Years Ago Like the stars twinkling and circling the precious beauty of the untamed orb above him, a jewel in the dark, cloudless sky, the future of his people shone like a beacon. While bleakness was his. Uncertain. Like a rocking ship amid a storm. King Constantine Demonicus, Moon Goddess's creation, ruler of the Lycanthrope Realm, powerful, loyal and true. The perfect Lycan King was...

It's really hard and very strange just to think that she could be from the company I feel like I want to kill her but there is something inside me that feels that I would never be able to do this if it really was like this. He got up from her side and quickly went to the window looking out at the sky, then muttered: What am I really going to do then! I'm Ayden, the king of the Lycans, I can't think of anything, not only that, but I'm confused between right and wrong. I can overlook right and wrong. I've been fooled by the bond before and thought I had a mate but this time it's completely different I feel something built inside me since I saw her eyes that looked like the black of the night.