Lost Lycan Princess Novels & Stories

Luke said with a deep thick voice and growled. Prince Roy Havert was the Lycan prince of the Blackpool Pack. The Blackpool Pack ruled over all other packs. Prince Roy was only coming for an important ceremony that has always taken place on every full moon. Roy seemed to be the cold type of guy because of his cool face but yet unpredictable and dangerous.

She heard two girls talking in distance. “Did you know, Audrey and Julia again had some problems in the morning.” “Even though Julia is the queen bee, Audrey gives a damn.” “Anyways that is between those Lycans. If they heard us discussing that will be the end…” What !!! Lycans !!! Maraya was mentioning them as the other powerful people…..!!! Ooh Maraya, You are so dead today !!!

” I looked at Tony. It’s my Lycan. I said, blaming it on Mac. Ever since the dream where I made her admit she was mine, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Everything in me wants to go to her. “It’s not just me, numb nuts,” Mac said gruffly. I recalled the old woman’s voice: “When the two royal bloodlines meet and mate, the curse will break, and the king will fall.”

If I can survive in here, how can I survive out there? I am pathetic, weak, and have no backbone. That’s why I am the prey. That’s why I am dying on the forest floor, slowly losing consciousness. I am going to be eaten alive in here. Am I that spinless to let it happen? Is this what my bloodline has succumbed to? Do I even deserve to be called the princess of the lycans if all I am doing is lying on the ground, waiting to die? Where is the strength? Where is the will to fight and show them who exactly they are messing with?

“Eros.” Then she smiled again before she could stop herself. The second girl groaned immediately. “Oh no.” “What?” “You already like him.” “I do not.” “You absolutely do.” The silver haired girl looked back down toward him again. “I’ve never seen anyone like him before.” “That’s because there isn’t anyone else like him.” “What is he?” “He’s not human.” That caught her attention immediately. “What do you mean?” The second girl crossed her arms. “He’s the Lycan King.”

Also another betrayer to be rid of. The woman, Stacy, I think was her name, looked genuinely hurt. If only she knew what she did, or rather didn't do, in my previous life. "Lady Vivian... this man, he is one of the Lycan princes. If we get rid of him, we will be getting rid of one of the major pillars of the Lycan pack," she explained it slowly to me as if I was confused. But I wasn't, I was seeing more clearly than I ever have.

and “you saved us.” “Cassia,” began the woman who had first spotted her in the room, her voice strong, if touched by her own tears. “If you hadn’t come for us, Kaylen and I would likely be in front of Devlin Anwir” - she said the name like she was spitting it - “this very moment.” Cassia’s head snapped to look at the woman, causing her to wince slightly. “Anwir?” She breathed. The woman nodded, solemn. “Kaylen and I -” she indicated the curly redhead beside her, “are both Lycans.”

With a small smile, he asked, “I was actually hoping that you would be our Luna, Anna. Everyone was. It seems this Lycan princess is as cruel as her beloved. They deserve each other.” So he had also heard the rumors. Somehow, I believed him, but I didn’t appreciate his nosiness. “I was never going to be the Luna. You shouldn’t say those things. You might just lose your head.” He shrugged carelessly. There was something he said that caught my attention. He mentioned that Olivia was a Lycan. How many people knew that? I asked him, “So the princess was always known for her cruelty?” “No,” he said with a thoughtful expression. “It was actually said that she was kind and generous. She abhorred sl

Next, I would take out the Council, and then make slaves of those mutts. “Where is the girl Marks?” I growled. I wanted to know where the Lycan Princess was, she was the only way we could bring peace to us. “She’s with the mutts.” Detective Marks growled. “I’ve been waiting for her to come home, but it seems Oliver and his pack are protecting her.” “I don’t think it’s the mutts,” I said pacing around. “I think the Lycans have her, I have a source that told me a meeting was held and she was given over to them.”

I could see it—see it in the desperate flick of his eyes. "Stay. don't leave." But I couldn't. Not now. Not with everyone watching. Lysa's voice followed me, triumphant and spiteful, "You should have stayed where you belonged, Princess!" I did not turn back. I could not. But a fire was ignited deep inside. They could take him from me for the moment. But they would regret underestimating a Lycan Princess who had nothing left to lose.