Novelas y relatos de Lorcan Scamander

"You're right ... Saph said, Ruby cried once... at night and came to her room, she said her wolf told her to kill herself ... isn't that outrageous?" "This is serious, I'll talk about it very early in the morning." “My wolf is adapting to become lycan. Sandro said it." "I know .... you seem to already consider Sandro a witch and ask him everything." Marco laughed. "He is reliable because of his experience, he can also read someone ... I just took advantage of that." "Meanwhile ... regarding the planning of the attack ...." "Humm?" Jasmine muttered, still unsuspecting by Marco's eyes that were already shining so suspiciously.

"Let's give it a shot!" "Okay," he groaned. "Don't say I didn't warn you." _________________________________ "Roberto? Fuck no!" Storm laughed. Storm Gandolf, Prince of the Dryad Wolves. Roberto well sorta friend like foe. "Come on Storm!" Landon groaned. "This is Roberto we are talking about!" "Exactly!" "He's in danger and he needs your help." "Look, Landon. I don't hate Roberto but him being away is to my own good."

Jasmine further added in hurry. “Are you sure it will work?” Lieutenant Aldrich questioned and Jasmine replied “Yes! Lycanthrope spell that oracle had casted on people is a RED eyed one, which is tricky yet easy to break” Jasmine replied “What is first RED eyed?” Lieutenant Aldrich questioned Jasmine “Lycanthrope spell can be classified in two different ways, glowing and attacking Claw

"I've dug up everything there is to know about you. You're just a grunt who washed out of the Pendragon War Zone. You come back to Drunham City, marry into the Stone family, and now you strut around in a knock-off military uniform? Impersonating the Commander-in-chief of Pendragon is a one-way ticket to losing your head, you know!?" Cirold finished speaking, and with a dramatic sweep of his arm, he barked orders at her crew, "Everyone, get this straight! I've done my homework on this Liam guy. He's no Commander-in-chief of Pendragon, just a grunt who's been discharged from the Pendragon War Zone! On my mark, take him down! "Pay attention! A frigid 750 grand to the one who finishes him off!"

And won. The stress of the lawsuit soon caused the death of old Mr. Golgor, and as he’d predicted, Lantac squandered the money on gambling in a few short months, embarrassing the family and leaving his sisters penniless. By the time he was turned and came to Vukasin, he was running a sideline business on the mainland as a pimp, to get money to pay his gambling debts. When he had the chance, he captured werewolves and took them to the mainland, selling them to zoos.

She didn’t know whether to scream or faint. The director’s face twisted in anger and humiliation. “B-But Liora scored 910...” “Incorrect,” the courier cut in. “That must be an error....that doesn't look like the correct list. The correct score belongs to Scarlet. The Lycan himself has made gained special interest in the top scorer, Scarlet and he says he could recognise her now, is that funny?"

She shot up and ran out of the room crying, having no choice but follow my command. It's for her own good. I can't have here hanging around in my room after I just found out my control over my lycan has dwindled. That never happened before, and I have no idea why. My name is Alaric Romanov Dmitri Graymore. I'm a Lycan, and I need a son to finally claim my throne. This is what my father wanted before he could pass down the title to me, as the Lycan King. I'd searched high and low for my mate, and when I found her, somehow I had this weird, nagging feeling telling me that this isn't right. I ignored it, and took her against her parents' will.

I then shoot my hands to my head as a sharp stabbing pain hits me along with 2 soft female voices, "Yasmine, it is time to remember..." "Who are you?" "I am Lorelei, your panther, and we are the last descendant of the Royal Shifter family." "And I am Zelda. I am your wolf, your Lycan. We are both a part of you." "You're both crazy, but then this is just a dream as wolves or panthers can't talk..."

He called gently and I looked at him as saliva gathered in my mouth while I tried to act natural. "Meet my brother, Viktor Sokolov." He introduced and it felt like a bucket of ice had been thrown onto me. 'This man was Viktor Sokolov?' I gasped as it now hit me why he looked so familiar. I had seen this man before on this news several times because he was a military soldier captain and it was nothing good. Mostly about him bombing other armies, sneaking an attack or planning a coup. A reporter had once said that the only difference between this man and a Black mamba was that this man could walk so what Don Luciano doing besides him?

It's okay. "I am Lucard Velma the fifth," the man continued. Velma the fifth, the Velma family, it's a wealthy family, one of the elders of the Lycan council was from this family. By now, they were already attracting the stares of most of the other people in the hall "And when I become an elder, I'll make sure to correct all that is to be corrected." "Mr. Velma, you really should calm down," Evelyn tried to intervene. "And you are?" He questioned.