Lycan Definition

She is the forbidden blood that ignites his hunger. He is the ruthless king who has sworn to destroy her kind. But fate has other plans. She is his enemy, the one thing he has sworn to destroy. But one bite, one taste, and she becomes his obsession. She fights him. He hunts her. And in a world teetering on the edge of war, their desire might be the deadliest weapon of all. ************* Celest’s back slammed against the cold wall, her breath coming in sharp gasps as Magnus caged her in, his body heat searing into hers. “You keep running, little bunny,” his voice was thick with dark amusement, but beneath it lurked something raw, something canal. “Yet, here you are. Right where I want you.”

Riya Rolfe thinks that stories about werewolves and Lycans are just old wives tales so she gets a huge and unexpected shocker when she wakes up as a werewolf and finds herself in a world where werewolves like her are the property of Lycans to do with as they wish and she has to compete for the affections of the Lycan Prince. “What are you wearing?” He said, drawing so close that the smell of cedarwood and the sea filled my senses as he fingered the necklace which’s pendant disappeared into the hollow between my breasts while I struggled to pretend like I was not moved by his actions. “It was a gift.” I said straightening up and staring brazenly into his eyes which glowed dangerously and he growled and snapped the necklace off my neck in one fluid move. “You belong to me, only I can adorn you with jewelry and my touch.”

After Daphne broke things off with King Roman, her reputation took a hit, and as a powerful lycan, she cannot allow her name to fall into ruin. Yet her heart can’t stop wanting Jackson, a werewolf Alpha, not meant for her. She tries to forget him by agreeing to a new union, but when he shows up ready to take her away, she realizes he is her escape from the world of expectations. Trapped together, she gives in to their bond, yet her dutiful side won’t forget everything she’s left behind. But can they survive being out in the open together? *Book 2* Recommended to first read The Lycan King's Scarred Mate

“You are mine! Mine alone” He Kissed her neck, pulling her closer to her and a soft moan escaped her lips. “No. This is wrong. Can’t be yours. Kaleb will never…” She couldn’t finish her sentence and he crushed his lips against hers. “Please stop,” she implored him to stop, even though she said that to him. Her body craved his touch, the warmth it brought to her. She wanted to feel his muscular hands on her. “You are mine, Allie!” He whispered, pushing himself against her. They knew it was wrong, but it felt right. She was engaged to another, and he was her pack’s enemy, but fate brought them together.

No one likes to be around the weak. Especially when it comes to werewolves. They despised the weak and feared the strong. Amelia after losing her parents realizes she was all alone. She had not wolfed out and that made her the weakest runt in the pack. Maltreated by her people, she prayed for the Moon goddess’ help. The help came. But, it didn’t come as expected. She had to endure being disrespected by everyone including her so-called first mate. Finally, she is claimed by the Lycan king, Alex Maddox as his mate. What then happens when she finds out she is pregnant for another man entirely?

"Let me go," She said, twisting her arm, trying to wriggle out of his brutal hold. His proximity had her heart jackhammering in her ears as tears threatened to spill out. The beast of a man roughly turned her around before grabbing her delicate throat in his big veiny hand as he yanked her to him. His tan skin contrasted against her snow one as his thumb stroked the soft flesh of her swan-like neck. Her toes were barely touching the ground as she stared petrified at the man hovering over her seemingly deranged. His hot breath caressed her face and had chills running down her spine. He looked possessed. "You're mine, f*cking MINE!" He seethed a low rumble as she flinched away. His amber rims were blazing pits as they gazed at her with an unadulterated ferocity. Her chin wobbled and her plump lips trembled as the girl shook her head trying to get away from him and her struggles grew frantic. She was so scared. His jaw clenched and his nose flared in rage. "So you won't listen, huh." He rasped in a low snarl before letting her go. She took three steps away from him, clutching her hands on her chest. Her whole body trembled wildly as she saw him locking the door before he faced her while unbuttoning his shirt and her heart dropped down into the depths of utter terror, she shook her head involuntarily. "Strip, little tigress. Strip for me." He gritted viciously causing her heart to lurch to her mouth.

Adeline was the Luna everyone overlooked—gentle, obedient, and too fragile to fight back. Married to Alpha Dorian of Wildwood Pack, she thought loyalty and love would shield her. Until the day she walked into his office, only to find him tangled in betrayal with his female Beta. Shattered and carrying his child, Adeline fled—but fate had other plans. A fatal crash ended her life… and began someone else’s. Miranda Vale was a contract killer in the human world—a woman forged by survival, anger, and fire. When she wakes up in Adeline’s broken body, she’s determined to use the second chance to finish what Adeline couldn’t. Revenge. Redemption. And freedom. But Wildwood is only the beginning. Her path collides with the Lycan King, Rafe, the brutal Alpha King who rules both the supernatural world and the underground with iron fists. Haunted by his past, he’s sworn off love, until the sharp-tongued, green-eyed ex-luna of Wildwood crashes into his world, tearing down his walls one insult at a time. Miranda now Adeline, swore she’d never fall. But what happens when vengeance ignites something deeper… and fate demands a price? He was her salvation. She was his chaos. But one of them doesn’t belong in this world… and time is running out.

"Behold!" The Priestess yelled above the noise of the crowd. It became deathly silent. She could feel the malevolent eyes of the crowd on her and she didn't know why. "The Fox!" Cassidy let out a yip of horror that echoed in the silent village. A Fox Shifter. Cassidy was a Fox. Terror coursed through her smaller body. In all her pleading with the Moon Goddess, she had never thought she would be so terribly cursed. She would be torn limb from limb by the crowd. Shifting to the Fox was a death sentence. Neither prey nor an apex predator, the Fox was an outlier in Shifter society. The crowd roared as one as the High Priestess lifted her. "Run Cassidy, no-clan, and know that pain is only temporary." She whispered softly, before tossing Cassidy into the waiting crowd. All Cassidy had ever wanted was to survive her first Shift. If she didn't end up as prey, all the better. As the illegitimate child of the aging Alpha, and daughter of a rabbit shifter drudge, Cassidy knew the world was an unfair place for those who were not born predator. No one expected Cassidy to be a fox, least of all her. Reviled and feared by predator and prey alike, fox shifters were cast out from home and clan, into the wilderness. If they were lucky. And Cassidy had never been all that acquainted with luck. Rejected by her clan, beaten and broken, left for dead...Cassidy welcomed the darkness. But death will have to wait for her just a little longer. The Lycan King has need of a new assassin, and Cassidy is forced into his world of intrigue, politics, and romance.

Elena Ashford, a powerless omega rejected by her pack, is forced to impersonate her twin sister as a bride offering to the ruthless Lycan King who hasn't felt anything since he watched his first mate die. When her deception is exposed, she expects death but receives something worse, enslavement to the one man whose touch ignites both terror and forbidden desire. As she uncovers the dark conspiracy that sold her into captivity, Elena must choose between the family that betrayed her and the monster who might be her salvation.

Ethan Stone is itching to be crowned King. But before he is passed the throne, his parents want him to find his mate. With the clock ticking down for Ethan's mother, he feels more and more doubtful about ever meeting his mate. When Ethan's parents organize yet another mating ball, he ditches the event. Will the decision cost him his mate, or will it be the best decision he has ever made?