Lycan And Vampire Movies Novels & Stories

she stammered, stumbling over her own feet before turning to flee. In the space of a single, agonizing heartbeat, Layla erased the distance. With a blur of feline grace, she leaped, crashing into the maid and slamming her to the cold ground before she could even scream. A choked gasp died in my chest as her teeth ripped through the flesh and skin. There was no hesitation in her action, only a ravenous, savage hunger. My whole world narrowed to a haze of red, as the scent of blood overwhelmed my senses, coating fur and clinging to my form like a sickening, unforgettable perfume.

"Reynold runs his mouth, and is quick-tempered, but I can't imagine him burning down our buildings. He's more the type of person to spread nasty rumors than do us physical harm." I took a sip of bourbon, enjoying the liquid warmth as it spread throughout my body. I tried to think of wolves prone to acts of extreme violence. There was Leo, of course, but that bastard was more interested in beating up women and children. He was a coward and a fiend but probably lacked the stomach for arson. "How about Samuel Argent?" Anthony asked, his brow furrowed in concentration. "He's been ticked off at our pack since his sister tried to run away and elope with Thomas Sinclair. Do you think it was him?"

He barely had time to brace himself before Ava slammed into him with a crash. She was bigger and stronger because Lycans are bigger, towering beasts than a mere wolf. Ava was fuelled by a rage so pure it bordered on madness. Their teeth clashed as their blood raked each other's flesh. Blood flew in arcs across the pavilion as they tore into each other. Ava ripped a chunk of flesh from Cahir’s side, sending him howling in excruciating pain. She battered him, slamming him against the stone walls, raking his belly open with savage swipes of her claws.

He looked up, and I could feel his hatred floating in the air. “Eli!” Oliver tried to bring him back in line. If we just played our cards right, Victor would get bored quickly. All he wanted was to be sure that we wouldn’t attack them. I might just convince Oliver to attack after they left, but for now we had to play the role of servant. History taught us that Lycans were bred by the Vampires. They were created for the sole purpose of protecting the vampires.

My astonishment must’ve shown on my face, as the woman’s lips stretched into a mocking sneer. “What? Surprised? Did you think I couldn’t do anything to you just because you’re Alpha Malivik’s daughter?” I didn’t. I just never saw that coming. The encounter with the vampires and the evening incident rattled me to the core. I lowered my hand and looked around the hall. There were over ten Lycans in the hall, Caira Mirza and Raed Basil included, and none of them spoke out to knock some sense into the head of their unreasonable Luna.

Plus, he wouldn’t go to these extremes to make sure the pack grows and prospers. His eyes narrow, and our eyes lock. “You really believe that this farce of a marriage will improve our pack? Ha. Neither Drake nor his stupid pack would help us defend our land and people against the Lycan. Lycans are beasts. If they want to be in power, they can do it any time they want. We need to gather our warriors and attack them immediately. This is a waste of time playing around with some stupid wedding drama.”

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

“But why are we so far behind in tracking them? Vampires have a high sense of smell and tracking abilities, even better than most Lycans.” Aryan ponders over this statement. Leo is not being condescending but simply stating a fact. Vampires benefit from their high senses and tracking powers but fall behind in terms of strength when compared to Lycans. Under normal circumstances, they should have been able to track down the Undead but there is something wrong. “I feel that the Undead have somehow evolved,” he finally concludes. “Unless I can get my hands on one of them, it is hard to tell. However…”

It was new, unexpected and moreover strange, did Lycans also have the ability to see ghosts like dreymon? They were both aware of their strange gifts which in a sense made them feel connected and able to understand each other. There was a quick flash of a frown across his face as he asked, "How do you know of the lycans?, I never told you I was," there was no way a human should be aware of the existence of the lycans, knowledge of this was punishable by death which was why he had kept it a secret from her, it made him curious of how she knew of it.

holy shit. Immediately I jumped from my seat and faced the three people. "Guys I think I might have a theory." I smile at them cheery. They all started and me, almost telling me to explain. "Richard is a Lycan." I bite my lip and wait for someone to speak. "Anna Lycans are extinct." Jackson pipes up. I rolled my eyes and ran to Tyler's office. After scanning the bookshelves I found a book about Lycan history. I snatched it off the shelf and ran back to the living room. When I entered the room everyone's eyes shot to me.