Lycan Creature Novels & Stories

“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."

Peter looked at him and said to him very angry: You can never threaten me and you can't imprison me in this place unless you know that there is a law that prevents you from doing this thing so you better leave me alone or I will report you and the thing you are doing and your imprisonment for these People are like that it looks like you're a gang leader or something but don't you ever think you'd ever scare me quite the opposite I'm never afraid of you I'm going to get out of here and take my girlfriend and go and swear I won't leave you alone after the thing you did to us. Ayden laughed very loudly as he looked at him: He is a very brave human being, Adrien. Look how he dares and talks to m

Pearl was sitting in the front yard with her sister, Katty, trying to get a handle on the moment. "Yes, and no, they are special. Their ancestors bio-engineered the lycan race thousands of years ago. The alchemist and other supernatural beings never expected the lycans to be able to reproduce and produce offspring, but they were able to do that. The original Lycans were dire wolves, and many remain so, like Vergel, Ethan, and Finn. The three were, um, unique; they have wings and can wield magic."

He was a Lycan — a creature thought to be out of extinction since the time dinosaurs walked on Earth. According to legends, Lycans were werewolves; but they were more powerful, undefeated, intelligent, fiercer, stronger and deceitful than any werewolves could ever be. Unlike normal werewolves who walked on four paws, Lycans walked on two, and early philosophers who were unfortunate to meet them described them as ruthless and fearful creatures. Lycans were also regarded as the creators and gods of werewolves.

What else could have led her to take the desperate step of denying her heritage and living alongside another species? Just who was this Lycan? Had I only seen his mellow side up to now? If so, when would he unleash the real monster? And would I survive to see Lolo again? I’d never been so scared. I really hoped my instincts were wrong this time, the ones which told me he was capable of absolutely anything.

Alexander's punch made Aaron stagger back, his eyes wide with fear as he gazed up at Alexander. He roared, "I gave you one simple order. Not to let her out of your sight!" Aaron looked disoriented as he tried to stand up. His eyes darted towards me before returning to Alexander. "I don't know—” “Silence!" he spat, his fist clenched. “Levi! Take him to the dungeon and release the Lycandise.” More gasps echoed around us. Fear gripped my chest. The Lycandise are lycans, but in their true forms, as beasts. Just like werewolves had wereling. But Lycandise are 10 times bigger and stronger.

"Lycans are creatures of instinct. They do not hide emotion; they act upon it." Chloe flipped through her old journals. The handwriting was childish, recorded years ago when she still thought being part of a "Hunter Dynasty" was a heroic calling. She remembered her mother pointing to old bestiaries, gently explaining the hierarchies of the wolf, the fox, and the stag.

Jade couldn't come to terms with the fact that Joan would believe in such absurd things. Lycaon, one among the three Lycans namely Lycus, Lycaon and Lyall, said to be created by the Moon Goddess herself. All were said to be mighty and equally strong in terms of power. Over the course of time he had become more greedy for power he wanted to be more powerful than Lycus and Lyall, which led to mass destruction of various kingdoms. Learning about the existence of witches and their powers Lycaon attacked a human village where witches had been in the hiding for years, he had kidnapped a young witch in practice, Lydia also known as the noble one, Lydia though gentle and kind, but she didn't bend to

Everyone loved Madam Cora, and she’d died by my father’s sword. ‘The Lycan’s are a special breed of werewolf descendants. Stronger, faster, smarter and bigger. Their senses are more heightened than that of a werewolf. They can smell and hear ten times more than an average werewolf. Even the moon goddess favours them. They occupy just ten percent of the werewolf population, but they were created to protect the werewolf species. They were born rulers of our kind. The Lycans are blessed with extreme good looks and can live for hundreds of years but will not look a day younger than twenty five,' Madam Cora always had a dreamy expression whenever she told this story. You dare not interrupt her or

"What about your other side? Werewolf?" He shook his head. "You are almost correct, but not exactly a werewolf. I am a Lycan. I am sure you have heard of those." Freya dropped her spoon as he mentioned that. Lycans? She thought they no longer existed. "In case you are wondering the difference, a Lycan is almost like a werewolf, only that Lycans are bigger, faster and stronger. That's all." She nodded. "Why do you keep it a secret?"