Lycan Books Novels & Stories

The End. Hello, dear readers, this chapter marks the end of the My Personal Lycan King series. I know I made a lot of mistakes and there were lots of grammatical mistakes, and I am sorry for all of them. I am not a native English speaker, but I am always trying to improve myself. If you loved this story even for a few minutes, then please leave a comment and review the story. This was my first story, and I was a bit uneven in updating patterns too, please forgive me for that. Once again, thank you all for continuing this journey along with me. It was the support from readers like you that made this book work, and I hope I will be getting some love in the future too. There were many comments

“I shyly walked into his library. Just then, Turstin resumed playing the piano. I was so amazed about his study room. It was more of a mini library, containing so many books. I wonder what kind of books he has here. I moved around the shelves to explore the books. I can't believe I have more things to write about Turstin. Seeing his library alone is a huge achievement on my side. I had never expected I would find this much about him today. A book suddenly caught my fancy, and so I stretched my hands towards the book and went through it. “A tale of the first Lycan," I read in my thoughts. Lycan?... What are Lycans? If my memory still serves me right, I remember that these lycans are linked to

“ we never defeated Levian. We just hid. ” “ Is that what you think happened? ” The corners of his lips tugged up. The know-it-all control freak knew something interesting again. He was a past, present and future book about Lycans. “ Blurt it out before I throw up on you again! ” I sneered. “ Explain before…she throws up on you. ” Striker nodded.

Lycania’s history is actually really interesting. "I did, but I didn’t quite get what I was looking for." I reply just as my eyes snags an hardcover book in a secluded part of the bookshelf. It is an old book. The black color of the cover is practically faded leaving in its wake a dusty ashy color. I pull it out, patting the cover as dust particles splinter into thin air. "Moon madness." Roman points out. "Why are you so obsessed with finding out about it?"

Scarlet replied. NOTE: Lycans have a completely different meaning in my book. They are just huge wolves, the double of a normal wolf, with thick white fur and distinct violet eyes, blessed with enormous strength and extinct species, but our Astrid is the only one to exist in the present time. Maybe she got her genes from somewhere you'll know about. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

"Not in this entry. I haven't found any other mention so far." "Cause you're not looking up the right topic. Try this book." We all turn and see Lewana placing a large old book on the table. It has to be hundreds of years old. She opens it to a page in the middle and points to a section for Willow. Willow quickly walks over to read it. Willow quickly closes it to look at the cover while keeping the place in the book Lewana had opened. "The power of Lycans." Willow starts to read aloud.

My eyes fell on a shelf, and I could see the most ancient books there. I grabbed one that looked strange among them. Then I leaned against a wall to read it calmly. The brown leather cover was torn from the corner of the book. As I opened it, I realized the edges of the pages were black with soot. 'This is weird,' I muttered. 'Someone tried to destroy this book. But who?'” ​I flipped to the first page and my heart stopped. Three words stared back at me… "Hell of Lycans." I gasped, the sound echoing through the silent library.

She plucked one book after another, reading the titles aloud with the excitement of a child at an ice - cream shop. "Oh, 'The Chronicles of Aetheria'... ‘seducing Mr Grey’ .... ‘How to drive your Lycan crazy’.... ‘Tales of the Lost Kingdom'... 'Legends and Lore of the Lycan Forest'... "Rise and fall of Lycan-werewolf treaties. “. Sera's voice echoed softly in the quiet library. She carefully selected a few promising books, cradled them in her arms, and found a cozy corner with a plush chair to sit herself comfortably.

I guess lycans aren’t exposed to magic as much as we are here… Putting down the book the magic swirl then vanished and touching the cover of the book as if trying to check if it had been real, Seff smiled. I wish he would smile more; he looked so handsome this way. “So let’s get on with it,” I said opening the first book and as if broken out of a trance Seff remembered once again why we were here and looking away he frowned. “Alright I’ll look through it all on my own,” I said and sighing I opened the book to find the page where the lycan kingdoms were mentioned.

OLIVIA After I left the hall, I walked into the library. I want to learn more about the Lycans and how they fought, trained, and, more importantly, learn about their strength. I first went over to the computer and typed in one word, “lycan" several titles came up on the screen. My eyes landed on one title, “Lycan history” I found the book's placement number and went to the bookshelves and found the book.