League Of Legends Fanfic Novels & Stories

Note: Hey! I hope you enjoy this spin on a Lycan/Human romance. There will be words used in the "Lycan" language on ocassion. I will add a glossary to the top of each chapter when they are. Below you will find a list of our primary and secondary characters of this chapter with a little info about them. I'll add each secondary character (those that will get a POV) going forward as they are introduced. Main Kenzi: 23, human, used to be in the arm forces before the world went to crap.

Anna just sighed. "poison them we already know this", Anna spoke a blank look on her face. She wasn't giving in to the urge to cry but she squeezed my hand tight. "no, we are telling the truth we told whoever would listen that Levi was involved in a prophecy and would lead. We told them he would be cruel because his mother and father are horrible leaders. We said you were raising him to hate ", Ellie sobbed while her mother glared at her. "so you spread lies and now we are facing a war because of jealousy over my mate. You're a fucking whore that deserves death", Liam growled. His claws extended and when Anna touched him he looked at her sadly.

I managed to say, but my trembling voice betrayed me, showing my fear. "Oh, don't worry about him, little mouse; after all, when his old friend is finished with him, your boyfriend will wish he hadn't crossed me," Dylan said, and I could tell he was smiling. "What are you talking about? You sick fuck, where is Leo?" I cursed, causing his hold on my shoulders to tighten. "If he ignored you like everyone else and minded his own fucking business maybe you wouldn't have even thought of fighting back then and now" "Shut up! You're sick, you made my life miserable"

“I did nothing bad to her!” He scoffed, eyes filled with indignation. “How can you say you did nothing to her, regardless of anything we shared? Leah is my mate from the moon goddess. I’ll do anything possible to protect her,” he said, and I felt the urge to roll my eyes. He had once said similar words to me, yet, when I needed his protection, he had turned his back on me like I didn’t matter.

she said, her eyes bloodshot red, "...Lycan King Angus Lincoln as my mate!" ~~~~~~~~~ Dear Readers, Kindly drop your reviews and give your precious votes if you are enjoying the story. Thanks!

"Did you know they were called Aureans before?" My breath caught. Of course, I knew that during the time I had that vision as Neriah. So I nodded. "The elders claim an Aurean was once mated to a Lycan from Silvermere Pack," Kael continued. "They believe that such a union again, between Selene and myself, would unlock the power of the Obsidian Crest, giving us the strength to defeat Finn's armies practically, the Dark One." The pieces were starting to align. Xander wanted this union to happen, while Kael had fled rather than go through with it. Something wasn't adding up.

"But I don’t have a choice." Lylah bit down on her lower lip. "Having mates sucks. I used to think it was wonderful, seeing Mom and Dad so in love... but now, I think mating bonds really suck." "Don’t say that," Arianna said, glancing at her. "Perhaps this is meant to happen. Perhaps this is where I belong—and all I need to do is write my own story." Lylah gave her sister a comforting smile. "And I’ll be here whenever you need me. I’ll be your warrior."

A last resort. She had not sent it yet. > To the King of the Silver Fangs, You once said you wanted an alliance—should a rift form between. The time may be near. Her fingers trembled as she pressed the letter flat, eyes darting toward the door. “I wonder” the Queen Mother mused aloud, unaware of Lesley's inner war, “how long a king can be blinded by new affection before old enemies move against him" Lesley stood. “Perhaps not long at all"

I knew what a mate was because every human knew, even the children, even the ones who had never seen a Lycan in their lives. The Lycans believed in a sacred bond, a connection between two souls that the Moon goddess herself had woven together, and that bond was rare and sacred and unbreakable, and he was saying that it had happened with me, a human sacrifice, a nobody, a boy who had been beaten and chained and dragged across the frozen border to die.