Lancer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her father truly had it all planned to make her bear a Lycan heir and seize power. “ Trust me, Your Highness, the girl in front of you right now… ” Lady Lana. “ is really a warrior. ” She is. I am not. My head turned in his direction, the tips of our noses brushing slightly. My gaze burned into his despite the urge to let the cold shivers trail my spine and make my eyes roll into my head. He breathed near my face, his eyes lowering to my lips. His fingers gently brushed my wet hair away from my face.

“But you’re wrong.” Lucan’s eyes flickered, just for a second. Not with magic. With something gentler. Like disbelief. “I’ve been dreaming of him since I was fifteen. I saw fire. Death. My own hands soaked in blood. I thought I was broken. But I wasn’t. I was remembering.” The council shifted. “I saw myself die. I saw him hold me while I bled out. I saw him scream like the world was ending. And then again. Another life. Another death.”

I was beyond ecstatic to finally let the world know that Lana is my Luna. Everything is now falling into the right place. But one thing I forgot to consider was the possibility that not everyone would agree or see Lana the way I and my friends do. Lana was so excited that she will be teaching the female warriors, and I was also excited for her that I never consider that being a mage and not a shifter would have an effect on some of them. “Our Luna will also be joining us in training our female warriors,” Jericho announces.

Those who were suppressed to the ground stood back on their feet and continued walking but not without throwing me a glance. My eyes were back to normal and I saw Lancer getting up from the floor. He stood and sighed while straightening hclothesoth before meeting my gaze with a confused frown. I smirked widely when I saw the confusion on his face. "Now that you have seen it, do you believe it?" I asked but he released a quiet scoff. "It seems like you don't, but maybe you will after you have a taste of it."

"I would love to have sex." I pushed everything off the table, clanking as the cups and phones hit the floor. I pulled her up the table, and we started making out. Lips locking, tongue tangled. I lifted off my shirt, and she let down her hair, our bodies melting with each other's heat. Her moans were music to my ears, and her warm breath felt good on my skin. Pain hit my chest, and I glanced down to see a dark blue and black lance with the circumference of a basketball. It had pierced my heart. I looked up to see Lana melding with the lance. It had ripped through her as well.

He said, his voice laced with annoyance and impatience. “Yes, and that companion can only be a Lycan king.” She replied flatly, her green, ludicrous eyes staring fixedly at Lucas. “Oh hell nah!” Brenda spewed in annoyance, her face flushed already. Luna didn’t move, nor did the calm, emotionless expression on her white face flutter. Lucas smiled to himself and let go of Brenda’s hand, Brenda stared at him in utter disbelief as he walked towards the woman and engaged her hand in his. “Now, shall we?” He asked and she nodded.

She stumbled for show, then straightened, chin high, lips split in that feral, fuck-you grin that made cocks hard and wiser men reach for guns. Lance, my beta, loyal on paper, idiot in practice leaned forward like a dog spotting steak. “Wow,” he breathed, awe dripping. “So that’s the Viper.” I turned my head slow and he froze, throat bobbing but he was clearly happy to finally see her. His worship irritated me more than her suicide stunt. Men like Lance romanticize legends, legends become hesitation and hesitation becomes graves. He was my beta. I should trust him but I didn’t... not when it comes to his cunning legend.

That meant Lancer had teamed up with Killian. Also, Lancer knew I would kill anyone who even dared to look at Luna for more than a few seconds. So he had come prepared. He had brought his army with him to fight me if necessary. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought his entire pack just to celebrate the coronation ceremony of the king he despised. Right? Soon Lancer killed beta Rodrick next he defeated his other opponent. He looked at me as he killed Alpha Dylan. There was hate in them. Oh, he hated me. And the feeling was mutual.

It was clear that their vision was blocked by the one-eyed wizard. "Isn't that in our favor because she can't use her troops in battle," I said and Lucan took a rough breath while looking at me seriously. "Yeah, but if you don't survive, nothing is in it for me," he said softly, taking my hand and kissing it repeatedly. In front of my mother and his cousin, he never stopped being romantic. The show of affection made Vic feel embarrassed and how many times she had to separate our hands.

The stars and moon had lit up the space giving her a smile She thought about home, her mom and dad making her so lost in thoughts to even notice the door being opened. He stood just a few feet away looking at her.. Her beautiful face lit up by the moon.. Her silver liquid eyes with sadness in them while her red lips were in a thin line.. For a minute there he was stuck in her beauty before pulling himself out of the crazy thoughts. He had to focus especially on what was playing in front of his eyes "Larissa Lana Conzalato " His deep voice whispered the name he mainly thought he heard when Dante was introducing her to him a few years ago..