Lucario Anime Novels & Stories

November 15th "Bitch!" Luca cried as I knocked his Princess Peach character off a mushroom during a heated match of Mario cart. We’d returned from the Megestanis house just before Leo got home. He was now in his office as I thrashed Luca on the Wii. "Try not to cry too much," I replied as I moved into first place. A few seconds later I crossed the line and claimed victory. I immediately shot to my feet and threw my arms into the air.

The white winged boy only snarled in disgust. "Pathetic," he sneered. "Protecting a worthless human. They all have to die anyway, so why not just let me kill her now?" "Just shut up and get on with it," demanded Arius as he prepared himself for a fight. However, Lucius only smiled as his body began to fade. It slowly turned a white color, and before they knew it, he looked like nothing more than a figure made of cloud mass. Without so much as a word, he dispersed, leaving behind no trace that he had even been there.

I asked as realization dawn on me that the man standing in front of me is the ultimate power in the supernatural world. "That's me Lucy but am wondering how you know so much about the werewolf race when you are human?"Jacob asked with a curious expression which matched Caspian's own. "That's where you got it wrong Jacob, Am no a human."

I scoffed. “This still doesn't make sense to me. What about Lila? What would happen to her?.” Marcus’ expression softened slightly. “You got to try to think outside the box. look at the situation on ground, Lila is already carrying our child and she's not going nowhere. She is officially apart of this great pack. car carrying our child alone makes her worthy to be Luna and queen.” he said firmly. I stayed silent as he Marcus continued.

Lucian studied me, his eyes moved across my form before staring into my eyes as if trying to see if there was a soul in there. Lucian shook his arms out with a heavy exhale. He licked his lips, then stepped forward. Lucian's feathery wings hardened, becoming his armor, his shield. One by one, each feather changed in rapid concession until his wings were smooth, and solid, stronger than any metal on Earth. My lips twitched up on the side. How could I blame him? His eyes narrowed at my smirk, and Azalea squeezed my hand, a quiet reprimand. Unfortunately, my mouth lacks a filter, and I have no desire to correct it.

I didn’t have to look up,I knew the scent of jasmine, old paper, and death anywhere. “Lilith,” I said flatly. “You’re not welcome here, what makes you think you can come and go as you please.” She entered anyway, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor,and behind her, of course, came him. Lucario. I finally looked up. Lucario’s eyes were like twin blades, they were sharp and assessing. “You look like hell,” he said casually. “Charming as always,” I muttered. Lilith’s crimson lips curved. “You’ve been starving.”

The elite guards cheered for their King and watched the fight anxiously. Lucian did not move as his father charged towards him in his beast form. His father’s beast was around ten foot tall with a jet black fur similar to that of his beast, the only difference was the color of their eyes. Lucian’s were bright blue, while his father's bright amber eyes burned like fire. They might be similar yet so different. Lucian dodged the incoming beast at the last moment moving to the other end of the circle. Antonio crashed against the invisible barrier and turned around with his rage doubling up.

Kael shouted, his voice strained as he blocked another attack. Lucian didn’t respond. Instead, he raised his hand, a low growl escaping his lips as dark energy coiled around him. The air crackled with power, and with a sweeping motion, he unleashed a wave of energy that sent the creatures scattering like ashes in the wind. The silence that followed was deafening. Aria staggered back, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her eyes met Lucian’s, and for a moment, she saw something in his gaze—a flicker of vulnerability, of weariness.

How can one skinny girl escape his packhouse and avoid so many patrols like it’s nothing! “Ahh!”, a cry pulled Luciano out of his thoughts, and he realized that he dislocated the shoulder of his sparring partner. Luciano glanced to the side. “Medic! Get him out of here. Next!” Warriors are usually eager to take pointers from their Alpha, but today, they were reluctant to get on the mat with him. Something seemed off. Unaware of the wary gazes of his warriors, Luciano continued sparring with his next victim… cough, cough… with his next partner, while his mind was stuck on the girl with copper-colored hair.

I saw West crying on the ground. “Luna!” He shouted. Did I saw humans? They are the one who causes chaos. I saw the Luna falls from the 3rd floor and landed in front of West. I gasp. Someone pushes her! I want to go near them. “Luna,” Cresia just smiled. “I’ll be back.” Those are her last words. West transformed into a werewolf and howl in pain. I opened my eyes and sat down. I gasp some air. I am still in the bathtub.