Lycan Creature Novels & Stories

Struck me so hard. Thanks to the reflection from the moonlight, I saw another creature leaping towards the wolf aggressively. Shortly, the howling sound started getting louder and louder. In no time, I could see from a peek through the tree, the two creatures fighting. I got more scared and confused. My heart skipped the moment I realized it was a lycan. With a leap, the Lycan welcomed the wolf's face with a scratch and a continuous bite as it tried pulling the wolf from approaching my end.

"Why would Lycan want to see you?" Fiona asked me, a frown etched on her features. I thought of saying the truth, but but I couldn't imagine what to do if they know I have something with lycan. If I told the truth, would they want to get involved with Lycan. Or could kill me if he found that I'd tainted his image. After all, no one would want to get involved with a slave, right? The strange man cut in, "Lycan is interested in miss Sheila after their meeting last night," He paused to raise one brow, his face cold and blank as he stared right at her, "do you have a problem with it?"

"Lionell Draziw, the greatest wizard in the realm. Yvon, and I'm Dyan. The reason why we brought you here is because we think you're in grave danger." "Danger?" You repeat the word in disbelief. "And what makes you say that?" "We believe it has something to do with the balance. And also the concept of reproduction." This time the wizard, Lionell, responds. He snaps his fingers in the air and the very same leather book appears in front of him, wide open. "In the past, Lycan's were the protector of the realms. Their agility and incredible strength were the reasons why the gods bestowed them the title as "The Keeper Of The Gates". They were all females. And strong ones, however, one hostile bat

Claire's Pov I looked at the path where Traian—my Alpha disappeared, still shocked to see someone shifting mid-air. Traian was our Alpha for many years and I have seen his wolf numerous times. We trained with him. But it still made my skin crawl in fear every time. Traian's was a Lycan. A superior kind to normal Shifters like us. Among our pack and others, there was no wolf who possessed such pure black wolf but only Lycans. They were like darkness in the skin of a wolf. They were bigger than us and their limbs are thicker, stronger so was their presence.

“Oh darling… I could never be mad at you. I shouldn’t have have just sprung up that Lycan’s name on you. I should have been more sensitive to your needs. I know you’re still hurting from the memories of that bastard. Sera burrowed deeper into her mate’s arms. He couldn’t even begin to understand half of the danger Alistair could bring. “It’s okay, you were just doing your best to help the pack… but I think there are better, more safer ways of going about it than encroaching on the lands of a twisted psychotic monster.” Lucas laughed a deep laugh that rumbled in his chest. Sera enjoyed feeling it as she lay pressed on his chest. “Psychotic monster?.... Damn Sera! You must really hate that guy

I was familiar with nightmares, I had a lot of them when Lea passed away but never had I seen anyone struggle to get away from one with such pain and was barely able to like she did. I had asked Lucas, a young man from the clan to gather every piece of information he could on her since Silas and I were busy. Today we were meeting with another Lycan pack on the west side to suggest an alliance. Silas and I were currently in front of the house of a young Lycan named Kallen, the son of the previous leader of that clan. He was in his late twenties and had a handsome face with a full set of fangs, but what I noticed the most was those red glowing eyes. He was one of the rare lycans who couldn't s

She could not comprehend any single thing. “Lycans are a kind of a supernatural species, like werewolves, vampires, dragons…I think, and they are considered as one of the most powerful species,” Miguel explained to Anisia, seeing that look of complete shock and befuddling. He had read about fantasy and supernatural creatures and species, so he had some knowledge about it. Anisia trailed her eyes at him, bewildered, who had no idea or knowledge about any such thing. “But aren't they supposed to just exist in books and movies? Is this even real?” Anisia asked Miguel, who had never believed in any such kind of supernatural things like magic, ghosts, vampires etc.

I bit my lips and continued to crawl until I was harshly turned over, the warriors set me on my knees and every drive in me was lost, all hope because I knew what was coming. “Hmm, she already looks half dead,” Lexi's voice pierced the air filled with disgust. The Crimson blood never let the banished souls to live, they believe they would be betrayed once they are out of the pack. They also didn't believe in mercy against heinous crimes that had been committed, which was the reason behind their strength, they were the strongest pack in the last century. And they were about to do the same thing to me. Torian grabbed my jaws and forced me to look at him, my vision however was blurry from how m

Many Lycan Lords deliberately avoided confronting such creatures. Their monstrous physical strength, terrifying regenerative abilities, and frighteningly resilient bodies made them incredibly difficult to kill. To make matters worse, they possessed the terrifying ability to detonate their magic cores before death—a suicidal attack powerful enough to threaten even someone like me if I wasn’t fully prepared. “So you have eyes, yet couldn’t recognize this impressive princess?” “Then perhaps I should simply pluck those eyes out and roast them into meatballs for my afternoon snack,” little Lily declared, her smile widening mischievously.

His eyes are back to their usual light brown, and he seems less menacing. The Lycan King, standing right before me, and asking me about my bruises. It can't be real. "You will let me mark you, little one," he says, and brushes my hair away from my shoulder, exposing it. A pleasant shiver runs through my body. No . . . I can't possibly be enjoying this. He starts to lean towards me, and his eyes burn a vivid gold again. His mouth opens slightly, showing powerful looking canines. A true Lycan.