Lycan Books Novels & Stories

"To the future of Varkhar, sire." I looked down at the goblet. The dark red liquid settled, looking completely normal to anyone else, but my Lycan nose caught the faint, sweet scent of nightshade. It was a very poisonous flower, grinded into powder and could kill in just a few seconds. These foolish men really thought they could trick me into drinking it. A cold smile appeared on my lips. At least, these dumb men should have thought of another different way to kill, not in the same way it had been done before.

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Hell, maybe he could even get his own spinoff. Leah flitted off to work with an extra cinnamon roll, and I was left alone in the apartment. It was still morning yet, so I had time to kill. I elected to curl up on the couch with one of the lycan books Blair sent with me. It was unusual to get a book from Blair that was not old, leather bound, and smelled of dust and aged paper. This one was the most interesting by far because it was a paperback that looked to be written within the past decade or so. It looked too… normal. It had a publishing date and everything.

Lycans were said to be direct descendants of the moon goddess, some had magical abilities such as healing or super strength and speed. The Fenris gene flowed through me, that is why unlike other Lycans I have super strength, speed and an insatiable taste for blood and violence.. Nate could take on a thousand Lycan soldiers alone and still be victorious. Some considered the Fenris gene as evil. My grandfather had it and he rained destruction upon the witches and all their covens; my father had the gene, and he destroyed several Lycan territories just to expand his kingdom and I…. Vee was my chance at survival, not because she was my mate but because she was a healer. I had to talk to Helga ab

Richard says, cutting the Lycan short The word he said made all of them have a rethink, the gods of law is someone that is very smart, outsmarting such a person requires a lot of thinking. The werewolf realm, just like Zilant is ready to embrace revolution and build another world of great power. The balance world was something that they are tired of, they can't keep staying in the so called balanced world. "We give you our word that we never mess with the portal but if you don't believe us, you can go on by placing soldiers to guild the portal, it's might please your soul ay make you at ease" Lycan Alfred says.

For a moment, they just looked at each other. "Can I see your wolf?" Crystal asked nervously. Ryder smiled, and with a fluid motion, he transformed into his Lycan form. Crystal gasped, mesmerized by the majestic creature before her. Ryder's Lycan body was powerful and majestic, with thick, dark gray fur and piercing yellow eyes. His muscles rippled, his powerful legs propelling him forward with ease. His face was strong with high cheekbones and a sharp jawline, and his ears were pointed and alert.

Lucian has changed a lot after his shift after the first few shifts now it had become. He did not know for sure when the boys said he looked like the one straight from the underworld movies. He researched on the internet and every search pointed towards Lycan. He could now shift at will unlike mentioned in those sites. As for the bloodlust on full moons, he ate the raw meat Amanda stocked up for him. Though he across a few wild animals during his run, he never felt the urge to hunt them down.

“Isn’t it obvious? Do you want me to spell it out to you? Well, I will be your guest, not only are you not a legitimate son of father, you are half human and half wolf, Do you think someone like you is fit to be alpha? Think again Kendrix, think with your brain,” He said with a laugh, it took everything in me not to punch him and watch him roll in pain, he has been saying shit like this to me since the day we met it shouldn’t be something new. “I will tell you what, I will let Father decide, if he father thought I don’t qualify to be the alpha, he won’t have suggested this would he?” I said. “Even if Father makes you alpha, you think the pack will let a Lycan be king? You will lose whichever

It was an unsettling thought. It reminded me of a paragraph I read from one of the lycan books I’d found back at my old pack. The title of the book was, ‘the original lycans’. It was dated back to the first family of lycans, the first ones that were turned, the original pureblood lycan families. The author had said something about their true potential never really being mastered. I didn’t really understand what he meant then, since I’d just read it because I was bored and not necessarily to gain insight on the most notorious species of all time.

Although lycans do have golden eyes, but theirs looked more yellow than gold, these ones looked like they were touched my the sun themselves and seemed to glow, its fur seemed to be just as white as snow as well as the other image of the mysterious man, his eyes too tell a different story that wasn't told. I couldn't stop pacing, I wanted to find answers but this only raised more questions—why would a thousand year old story have a wolf so similar to the one I saw? I didn't know how long Cordelia’s story was, I didn't even know if her story was true and this wasn't a fantasy book, I didn't know anything. I grabbed the book from my bed and turned it around to find the name of the author but t