Lycan Books Novels & Stories

I would have given her applause because her plan was so good that if I had not known, she might have escaped, but unfortunately, I already know. Lycans are more intelligent than wolves and humans, and I also trust my instincts, which never lead me astray. They ate at an African restaurant, then Kelly decided to leave like their plan was. I already told her to let her go anywhere she wanted because I had a plan for her. When she got out of her taxi, She turned to do something on her phone. Brian stopped in front of her and told her to get in.

Something—anything—that would drown out the him of my beast. My eyes landed on a thick volume about ancient Lycan myths. It had always been a favorite of mine, and it usually worked to quiet the noise in my head. Maybe it could help now. I grabbed the book and dropped into the nearest chair, flipping through the pages. My hands trembled slightly as I turned each page, even as the words blurred together in front of me. I forced myself to focus on the text, reading about the great wars between packs and the legends of the First Alphas.

“They are all the books on lore about Lycans. I thought they may be helpful to get Luna back.” A smile crept onto my face. “That was very thoughtful.” I grabbed one of the books. Expecting her to dismiss herself. However, instead, without me asking, she opened and a book and together we began reading silently. Looking forn answers in the words of authors that no longer existed. After what had to be over an hour, Angelica let out a gasp and looked up at me. She turned the book towards me. My heart sank at the words.

Kyra found the huge library easily enough with the help of an Omega. The smell of old books and dust greeted her the moment she entered the library. It took Kyra ten minutes to walk from one end to the other. The labyrinth of books with thick worn out spines are neatly arranged on the wooden shelves. Rows and rows of books are placed, one row older than the other. Centuries old history of the Lycan's and the Werewolfs was proudly displayed in one section. Another section belongs to their medical knowledge. Moon goddess, Vampires, golden wolves and so on. You name it this library has it.

Lamia looked up at me, her green eyes holding astonishment and full of questions. I nod affirming the titled book. “This belongs with you. For you to give Seneca whenever you think the time is right.” The young shifter was going to need all the guidance she could as she grew older. The diary depicts Ascenas life, the things she discovered, the things she went through. And most importantly it held the history of how the the Lycan wars truly started and what led to the near extinction of humans in our realm. Lamia lays the book down on the table in front of us, turning once her lingering hands leave the cover of the old book, and takes both of mine in hers. “Thank you, Tala.” She says sincerel

“Look. They’re different monsters.” Everyone stared intently. Scott narrowed his eyes. Yes, they looked different. Lyall's Lycan was larger and had a mix of gray and black fur, while the Lycan in Scott's memory was jet black. "Carl, are there really other Lycans besides Lyall?" Darius asked. "I didn't even know this. According to legend, there's only one Lycan, and only the Lycaros family possesses it."

I told him, “tell them to reschedule or forget about the deal. We had a deal and they didn’t give their best, I do not have the time for a call this night” As soon as I was done talking, I immediately ended my call before flinging the phone across the bed. It was already past five and I would soon get ready to leave. A surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins when I suddenly remembered something. I suddenly rushed towards my mini library, a single book was sitting on it, I immediately picked it up. This was a book on the first lycan to be cursed by the moon goddess and his story looked similar to mine. He was to be killed by his own lover in order for him to be saved but it was not an ea

I could already sense that the creature was stronger than average Lycans. And then my eyes noticed the other footprints, it was bigger and deeper in comparison to size. Skeptically I touched the surface and a gust of harsh wind brushed past me leaving me stunned at my place. My eyes widen ever so slightly. It belonged to an extremely powerful creature.....A Lycan who has royal blood running in his veins. The recognition drew upon me immediately. Kaden Moretti. Only Lycan who could have any reason to come to this was him, Isabelle Morgan Yearwood's so-called Mate whom she might think will save her.

Laura sneered at me. “Mercy, it’s the game. You have to let it go—” John started, but I wasn’t listening to him. My eyes were on Laura who had this triumphant look in her eyes as she giggled. With a loud cry, I got up, aiming to lunge towards her evil grinning face. “You monster! I’ll kill you!”