Lovecraftian Novels & Stories

Star came in plopping down 3 large books and a couple of scrolls. "I figured I would need to show you because if I just told you, well, you'd never believe me." Her words only filled me with more wonder. I stared at her impatiently waiting. She opened the darker scroll. "This scroll is the lineage of the first ever werewolf Luscious. Luscious had three children, he gave each one a different surname so that he could see which of his children would prosper the most. Silvius Erasmus was the eldest. Then came Riácan Zeno, the middle child. Lastly Evan Lancaster, you're super great great grandfather."

"Have you fallen in love?" Recalling Wendell's haggard face looking down at her as he asked the query, Amethyst sharply staggered back. "I'm the Moon Crawler. Love is a malediction to Witches!" Convincing herself, she turned her features away from Liam's lust awakening eyes. Liam smirked with his eyes trained on Amethyst's face as he shuffled back— thirty seconds away from her. .

"I know that being here must be a shock to everyone. Nice to meet you both. I hope that we'll grow fond of each other in the future." "As do I." Valerie flashed her hand again, but I didn't miss the way her inquisitive eyes took me in, analysing me. A man with a goatee and a pleasant demeanour approached us. He held out his hand. "And I'm Ethan's uncle, Carl. I'm also on his mother's side. Pleasure is all mine." I happily shook his hand. So this was it, most of the members of the most hated and feared Lycan family.

Capital, the land of wealth and royals, is the place looked upon by the gods and fortune. Everyone knows without a doubt that this is the country of the Lycan; wolves are just migrants from another country that took refugees here. There are just three days left before the coronation ceremony and the mating ritual. He has already gotten the latter to return to the capital two days before Coronation Day.

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios

“I’m sorry,” “Martha might not know about Astral paths as much as I do but for Lycans, you can’t be connected to someone on the Astral path and have a mate bond. This means that when you are with someone and you don’t love them in a soul-connecting way, you can get a mate bond blessing.” “In another way, if you meet someone and love them that deeply when your astral souls are connected, there won’t be a mate bond again because it’s almost like the both of them have forged their bonds.”

A lycan was a lot fiercer and their lovemaking was much more passionate than ordinary werewolves or even alphas. So, I was surprised at his ability to hold himself back despite his shaft wanting to bury inside of me. “Are you wet for me, Celia?” He asked and I saw the golden flecks return in his eyes. That was a sign he was also affected by me. He was punishing me but I felt he was punishing himself as well by going slow and restraining himself. And, that only made me want more of him. The golden flecks in his eyes grew darker as I answered, “Y-yes”

He said, and this only added to Alice's confusion of why he could say those words so easily to a stranger. Devon reached for her fingers, which she was fiddling and intertwined hers with his. Alice couldn’t help but bite her lips as her heart hammered in her chest. The tingling feeling she always felt when they touched was increasing. “We Lycan have only one person they love throughout their life. That person is called their mate”

"How would you describe it?" "Unbearable," Liam breathed out, and Joan swallowed. She finally raised brown eyes to look at him, and Liam was the one who swallowed those times. The heavy had turned heavy between them, and Joan had to clear her throat and look away before she got lost in his eyes. "It was unbearable for him. When she had read the grimoire they had found, she had read that most lycan could go crazy if they didn't mark their mate or they lost their mate. Many lycans in the past had gone insane and Rogue after getting rejected by their mate. But Liam was of royal blood, and this gave him more leverage than normal lycan. They were stronger and could withstand things like this for

"The universe has a weird sense of humor, despite your earnest longings, you may be assigned a succubus for a mate. What then shall you do?" Rojan's face crumpled in disgust "Succubus…those appalling creatures of the night that seduce numerous males to have sexual intercourse with them and feed off their seed, drawing out their life force and leaving death in their wake," he shook his head vehemently "I would rather walk into volcanic lava and melt to death than accept a succubus as my mate. Surely, the moon deity is not that cruel." "She does not give a fuck about us," Wayne sneered.