Fairy Tail Lyon Novels & Stories

"You're too young, we're both too young; I know that. For now I just wanna spend as much time with you as I can, just to look at your face. Because seeing your face is like every Xmas and birthday I've ever had rolled into one. And one day, when the time is right we'll have our forever. Don't cry, you know I hate it when you cry come 'ere." I pulled her into my chest just as I saw the shadow disappear behind the door leading outside. One guess as to who that was, but I was still breathing so maybe he'd heard enough to know. That didn't stop my guts from tightening in fear though. Mr. Lyon is one scary guy. I wonder how he'd feel if he knew I wanted to be just like him when I grow up. *** LYO

Lyon’s voice was small but clear, a steady, firm whisper. “I’m ready.” They both turned to him. For the first time, Lyon wasn’t glowing with uncontrollable power. He was standing firm, grounded. Right there and then, he had his first shift. His parents looked on in awe, his wolf was massive, a pure silver, almost ethereal and glowing with magical energy. It was Lyon’s true form. His Pure Alpha soul, as ancient and as powerful as any before him. “We fight,” Lyon said, his voice steady now.

She wanted to claim the title of Luna, to steal what was rightfully Lorraine’s. Molly smiled triumphantly. “So, I hereby declare myself Luna.” LORRAINE'S POV Kylian's entire body trembled with fury. His voice was low but dangerous. “Get out.” Molly crossed her arms, her eyes never leaving his, challenging him. “Make me.” Without hesitation, Kylian called for the guards. Two of them rushed forward, grabbing her roughly by the arms. “What?!” she shrieked, struggling in their grip. “Don’t you dare lay your filthy hands on me!”

Fiona stepped forward cautiously. “Sir, dinner’s ready. I made your favorite,” she said softly. “I’m not hungry,” Lyon replied without stopping, heading straight for the staircase. “Mr. Lyon, please,” Fiona tried again, desperation creeping into her voice. “You need to eat something. You’ll get sick if you keep this up.” Lyon paused at the bottom of the stairs, turning slightly. His gaze was cold, his tone curt. “I said I’m not hungry.” Without another word, he ascended the stairs, leaving Fiona standing there with tears welling in her eyes.

Dylan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he realized that Rose may have been aware of Miren's true identity. The Lilyon are a remarkable race who possess extraordinary abilities. The ancient books are full of laudatory passages that speak of Lilyon's extraordinary beauty and talent. It's possible that this is why the outsiders always have thoughts of wanting to take Lilyon for themselves and use his voice for some nefarious purpose. Rose turned her attention to Dylan and noticed the distracted look on his face when she mentioned Miren. Rose's heart couldn't help but feel resentful, and she wondered how much more time and effort she would need to invest to break Dylan's stone hea

Lyon put his woman's feet back on the ground, patted her ass and pointed a finger in her face before she turned and flounced back inside. Well as much as any heavily pregnant woman can flounce. Must be something in the water, all the damn women around here were breeding. Oh shit, I came in her over and over again without protection. Before I could freak the fuck out Lyon made his way back to us. "Come on, what the fuck we waiting for? Let's get this shit going." He rubbed his hands together and gone was the teasing husband of just a second ago. Guy's a damn chameleon.

It seemed that Finn didn’t like to be outdone in height and brawn. Something felt oddly familiar about the Lycan that stood waiting for us. I just couldn’t put my finger on it. Not yet anyway. “Son of Lycaon.” The Lycan greets me with the bow of his head. Turning to Finn he says, “Son of Orion.” He bows to Finn too. I expect him to do something similar to Mason but instead his nose wrinkles in distaste as his eyes land on the werecat. “Welcome child of Bastet, we have not seen a werecat in these parts in decades.”

With every strike, Lyon displayed the skills of a true warrior, with unwavering determination. It wasn't difficult for Lyon to seize the upper hand. But as far as I knew him, he liked the chase and torturing his prey before giving it a cruel death. With a final surge of strength, he brought the rogue to the ground, pinning it beneath his massive paws. With one swift, merciless motion, Lyon tore the rogue's head apart, silencing its desperate cries forever. I watched all this with my heart caught in my mouth. It was very terrifying to see Lyon so angry. Panting heavily, Lyon rose from the defeated rogue, his eyes shining with a mix of triumph and concern. Slowly, he turned his gaze toward me,

Look at how beautiful she is, M! Lyon was once again talking to him. “Damn it, this is not the right moment for you to appreciate how seductive she is. She’s attacking us, and we need to fight!” Seductive, huh? Oh, and there’s no way in hell that I’ll fight her. You’re on your own, Bro! “What the hell!? Lyon, are you resentful because of what we talked about before?” But the answer he got from his wolf was silence this time around.

he yelled, horrified. “Goodbye, Brother.” Aikiz shot Ruth. Gasping for air, she looked at her brother’s corpse. She almost broke down in tears, but she had no time for that. Tonight, the moon chose Aikiz to be the new Luna. Her smell changed. In some hours, all the Alphas in the city will discover that she is the queen that can make them eligible to become Lycan. In some hours, all the Alphas will fight to death to print her and claim her womb, whether she accepts it or not. So she has only some hours left to flee.