Loved By My Cursed Lycan Novels & Stories

My life was crumbling right before my eyes. I was getting married to someone I didn't even know too well while my heart was for a Lycan, a forbidden beast. My family doesn't even trust me anymore. I wondered why the moon goddess has always been unfair to me I was beginning to hate her for all the pain she has caused me

I was yet to come to terms with the fact that I might die in two days. "A traitor? That's interesting. What's her name?" the Lycan asked. "Sienna West. Has she perhaps caught your interest? I can send her with you as your slave. You don't have to buy her." I hated this situation. The last thing I wanted was for him to know more about me. "Sienna West, do you want me to get you out of there?" I froze when the Lycan spoke again. Did he mean it? Would he set me free if I asked?

I had wanted to say so much more, to tell her how sorry I was, how this wasn't what I wanted—but what would have been the point? The Moon Goddess’s priests had spoken. My family had pleaded. My friends had insisted. And in the end, I had caved. Because apparently, loving a Lycan was a curse waiting to happen. I sank onto the edge of my bed, the cold air of my room wrapping around me like a shroud. The ancestral mansion had never felt more suffocating. Heavy stone walls, generations of tradition, and expectations thick enough to choke on. I rubbed my face with both hands, trying to scrub away the guilt and frustration clawing at me. It didn’t work.

“He doesn’t even really know me, and he’s never done anything that would suggest that he felt anything but horny around me. But let’s assume you’re being honest and he is in love with me. Why is that such a bad thing? He wasn’t smiling anymore, “Let me make it completely clear, Princess,” he grabbed my chin and forced me to look him in the eye; “I will never lie to you, ever!” He released me and took a step back. “Being in love is a curse for this family. Knowing that you want someone with every cell in your body, someone who can never belong to you the way you want them too is a pain worse than death for any Lycan and their wolf.” I choked back a laugh, “I’ve seen what happens when he wants

That led to extinction of the wild creatures. "That can't be true, royalties are the only ones who are able to read that, Sylvia." Bella utters with confusion marked at her face. "They're the Lycans" I said with my low voice slowly stroking the book. I got so intrigued that I wanted to know more information about them.

He thought, “I was abandon by father, and despise my very existence. The least thing I can do is to respect his might and begone to ever entering his premise!” The young lady halted upon the disappearing of the presence. She sigh, and a conflicted expression appear in her face. He thought, “He's a lycan, my mate. But it is enough to not end my life when he has a chance to do it?” This thought remain inside her while she do everything to avoid from closing in to every village she come across with!

But that is what families do, we antagonize one another. "How could you do this?" Ava asked, staggering back, falling to the ground. I expected this to happen. I was thousands of years old. The first ever lycan werewolf to be created, a cursed immortal lycan hybrid, no one should expect my marking to be a joyous walk in the park. My bite came with a lot of painful baggage to bear. It was a poison to all supernatural kinds and it was even more deadly to an omega wolf. She is lucky this wasn't intended to kill, otherwise she wouldn't even be breathing.

“I would assume so, since he’s a Lycan. Especially this one, since he’s basically nothing more than a modern-day moneylender.” Everybody knew about their Kind. Once they got obsessed with something, there was no stopping them. They would do anything it took to possess whatever it was they wanted. Most Lycans collected gold and precious gems. But by the gods, she wasn’t a thing. In the end, it didn’t matter what they collected. They were very possessive of their treasures. “Lucia, I know you feel like I betrayed—” The office door slammed open and bounced-back. Mandy slapped her hand on the door, keeping it from hitting her. Her eyes blazed. “You’re giving him to a Lycan? A Lycan? Was it that

She looked down, covering her side profile with her hair. "I know why you killed him that day and I also know how you got injustice in return. You deserved better," he whispered near her ears, his own eyes changing into golden flames. Her violet eyes collided with his golden ones. "Who are y ou?" "Your mate and the Alpha of Nighthowls pack, my cursed Fairy," he smirked.

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to