Novel & Cerita Female Lycan Names

Her father, a man I met once, and saw his future child, is part Lycan, a descendant from the goddess Morrigan’s bloodline. Morrigan was a goddess of hunters and animals and ruled during the ancient Celtic times. She was a shapeshifter, who coupled with a wolf, and thus the Lycans were born. A different type of werewolf. They call her the mother of shifters. Throughout time, she had many names like the rest of us. Some call her Selene or some would know her by the name Diana. Fate had aligned the stars perfectly, and when these two ancient bloodlines came together, they created something powerful, something unknown.

____________________ Back at the Lycan clan, the Lycan king, Marius was a middle-aged man. He was tall and handsome and had beautiful cobalt-blue eyes. A ruthless man and he ruled the Lycan clan with an iron fist. The Lycans were usually stronger than the werewolves but they were extremely strong due to the workload he'd make them do and the Lycans hated him. He had a mate, Eliza. An extremely beautiful woman with blonde hair and deep black coloured eyes, she was tall as well. She was a daughter of a noble and rich Lycan father. She and Marius had been mated since she was eighteen and he was twenty. But she was as ruthless as her husband and more cunning than he was. She was the mother of t

I don't know how many times Adrian chanted these words, but they kept on coming each minute as he knelt by the bed side and looked down at his beautiful daughter. The prince of Cosmos hungrily latched on my right nipple and sucked noisily. I was too engrossed in his beauty, I hardly heard any word Ferris said until she repeated them again. "Names, my Lord? Have you thought of names?" Her voice was higher this time. I looked at Adrian and nodded. "He's Dylan." Name of a strong and loyal Lycan. Adrian spoke softly. " She's Ferris."

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

Jack said with his voice low and threaded with something I recognized as mischief, “for someone who makes mocktails, you look suspiciously intoxicating.” I turned to face him, raising a brow. What was his deal? “You've not yet told me your name." He reminded me. “It's Aiana. Aiana Steele." I said. “Right, Aiana, you don't exactly look like you belong to any pack, but I can perceive werewolf aura from you. " He noted eyeing me closely. He probably didn't know. Well, here goes nothing. “That's because I'm halfbreed. Half Wolf, half witch." I said in the most casual way as possible, half expecting him to change his demeanor towards me. You know, like every other wolf had done, including Jeremy.

she said as I sighed in relive. "Okay kids my mate and I will be heading to bed now so Good night."dad said intertwine his hand s with Jane's. "Good night."came both our replies as we headed upstairs. Luciana's pov "Such a scheming man whore."snow sneered at the back of my mind as caspien followed behind me to my room. "I thought wolves crave after their mates?."I asked snow."of course they do it's just that am no ordinary wolf and I don't want a mate that thinks am weak."snow. snort with disgust.

That was a conversation she was sure neither one of them wanted to have. “As you probably already know, Lycans are part of the apex predators and are at the top of the paranormal hierarchy. Unlike us, there are several different kinds of lycans. Going by Solomon’s indigo eyes, I’m going to hazard a guess that he has control over storms.” “What does that mean?” Lucia asked. That sounded cool and totally intimidating.

"Different? In what way?" "Well, you're stubborn and short-tempered. Your generation couldn't be controlled anymore. And even before you were born, there were creatures who chose their own partner and rejected the mating pull. So I think the Moon Goddess saw that and to avoid any pain and scars, she gave you the ability to follow your heart." They were Lycans. They've been in existence for a thousand years. The Moon Goddess Selene created them. They were supposed to have a mate chosen by the Goddess, along with other creatures, but it all changed on the day she was born.

The woman was known as the Evil Queen. "Strip him naked, and kill everyone in the Nightshade pack!" Myrene's order made Logan's legs weak. Logan turned around to find all of his people roughly restrained. His eyes widened. He didn't care about the two Lycan soldiers, bent his arms behind his back, forcing him to kneel. "NOOOOO!!! Leave them!!! NO!" He immediately yelled out loudly as the Lycan soldiers swung their claws about to tear the herd apart. He struggled in a kneeling position.

I rock Brandon in my arms staring at the fire in the fireplace and listening to Liam softly snoring as he sleeps. “Grace are we truly the Goddess Lycaonia? I mean why didn’t you tell me if that is who you are, why tell me your name is Grace?” She stirs in my head, “My name is Grace this go around, but I will always be Lycaonia to our Kingdom, the first Lycan female to grace the earth.” I smile, “so you’re really not a Goddess right, we just refer to you as one since you were the very first, it’s not like you have special powers or anything like that.”