Loved By The Cursed Lycan Novels & Stories

The clouds in the sky started to part and Ella looked up at the moon which was now a bright yellow. "Any minute now ladies." Brook cackled. Ella closed her eyes and hoped that Jon had a plan. From the back of the line Ella watched the Lycan take a girl that was atleast twelve years old. They tied her arms to the stone table. Ella stared in shock as her mother drove the dagger through the little girls heart. She could not believe what she had just witnessed. It made her sick inside. Ella began to vomit when she saw the witches start to drink the little girls blood.

Eden complained worriedly. Aldus’ theory was confusing and scaring me more. I really didn’t want to be rare if it would cost me my freedom. However, looking at our puzzled faces, Aldus smiled warmly. While examining the lines of my palm, he answered, “Yes, this blessing is not easy to handle but M’lady is blessed to be loved by any Lycans. Though Lycans despise werewolves and think of them as lowly creatures, they will go crazy in M’lady’s presence. They can’t ignore her addictive and bewitching scent until M’lady is claimed and marked as a mate.”

She hisses, slamming her forefinger to the image where the man is holding the abnormal child. “ She cursed them to get the Lycan wolf back in the wildest of ways. A Lycan who can take over the man every full moon. Now, the Southern Lycans are cursed to have one of these...entities among their children. Usually, that child is killed to protect the secret or is trained to become a weapon. ” She sighs, taking her hand back. “ And Aleister is that cursed child in this generation? ” I conclude. These people are truly ruthless.

I scowled at him. I hadn’t forgotten about my promise to make Lily’s father and all other Praised brother freaks normal again and this was my first step to doing so. The Lycan grew a dirty smirk. The other Lycans were pounding on their cages now and growling like the animals they were, so the atmosphere was noisy, and it made me inch close to the stinky Lycan guard in order to hear what he had to say. “There is no cure for them, Your Highness.” He grinned. “The only cure for them is redemption and death. Redemption, when they kill everyone you love, and death, when they keep killing until their very last breath.”

"I've read some parts of the book. I got to the part where she talked about love. How does it work?" "For the Lycans, love is destined. That is, you are born to be someone's person and they are born to be yours. This is called being mates," she smiles and continues softly. "When you find him, your heart will race and your mind will scream mine. The same will happen to him" "If… If I find him, will he do to me what all the others do? I mean... He'll also see me as a murderer and despised me, be disgusted with me and probably left me for…"

When I earn a firm nod from her, I smile. It’s about time. “This is the documentary of lycans. The first species created by the goddess. Stronger than our kinds with magic abilities.” My heart drums like a war drum as the woman reads out the sigils. She flips to the next few pages. I watch her eyes scan the page. Then her words come again. “Lycans were cursed by the goddess because of the sins committed by the alphas that have led them. That curse was death.” I blanch completely at her words. I’ve never heard about that before.

“Contrary to what we’ve been made to believe, the first Lycan was never created by the goddess, he was an ordinary werewolf, a tyrannical Alpha who seeked more power than one man should have and he ended up getting it but it came at a huge price, a curse. Tatum glances back at him from the steering wheel, “I think I’ve heard this tale before, I just never believed it to be true.” “Wait, what curse? Are you saying Amara is cursed? According to the prophecy, she’s the next Lycan queen,” Leila asks, her voice full of worry. “No. I don’t think so. Every Lycan has been from the bloodline of the first Lycan and she’s not from that bloodline, plus she was born like that. The first Lycan on the othe

“This is not the first time he’s hurt you, is it?” Eric stayed quiet for a while, as though finding the right words to use. “No. It’s not the first time,” he finally said, voice low, almost guilty. “But like I said, he doesn’t mean to. It’s the curse. The Lycan takes over whenever his past surfaces. It can be triggered through sleep or something that provokes him.” Ethan sighed. He couldn’t wait to know why Lucian was cursed. Why the bond was a cursed one… He still didn’t understand a thing, and it drove him crazy.

I deadpanned. "Who are you exactly? Are you Raven Declan or Sienna West?" He asked, and I sighed. "What do you think?" He slowly released my hand, pulling down the sleeve of his shirt to cover the rose tattoo on his arm. "Let's go back. It's late," he said, ignoring my question. I glanced at the inky night sky and scanned the woods beyond. If I made a run for it, how far would I go? King Aries was the king of the Lycans. I'd heard that he was the oldest Lycan in the kingdom. This could either mean that he had insane abilities or that his abilities were fading with time.

“You'll get us all killed! Dad's death would've been for nothing!” “I am going to spend the rest of my life married to a ruthless Lycan King who is also a mafia boss and I don't want that,” Freya took Maya's hands again. “You can help me, sis.” Maya tried to shrivel away from the contact but Freya sobbed. “Please, you can help me.” “You're running away from a Mafia Lycan King, what makes you think I won't do the same?” Maya gave her a stern look.