Lycan Definition Novels & Stories

The voice growled low but was heard by all the people that were there. Instantly, the man looked back, his eyes then caught up with the source of the voice that made everyone get goosebumps. Not only him, but everyone who was there turned their heads towards them. Especially the figure of a Lycan who now stands towering behind a ma,n who previously looked tall, now smaller than the Lycan that was staring at him intently. Lycan is the oldest mythical creature that lives on Earth. They are the purest form compared to their kindred creatures, werewolves. You could say they are the ancestors of the werewolf itself

She turned around only to see no one was there. What just happened? Her Lyaofyn, Mara asked. A Lyaofyn was a word in Xiafionica they used to describe was half Lycan which was a creature who had the chance to decide if they wanted to turn into a wolf or Lycan, this creature could change between both species at any time. Lilith- I don't know. It was as if someone was in the shower with us. Mara- Maybe it was just our imagination.

I asked wondering why he chose that word. “Yes, Cupcake. Oddly. Lycans and wolves are meant to have one fated mate. Both species are possessive and territorial by nature. Having a mate who has five other mates is extraordinarily odd.” “Tell me about Lycans. Growing up we heard of them but were taught that Lycans were extinct.” “A Lycan is specific type of werewolf that emerged from the first werewolves’ image. Lycans can transform at will while retaining our human intelligence and awareness. Lycans come from King Lycaon who was punished by Zeus.”

Damon told me, I furrowed my eye brows "What's a lycan?" I asked "A lycan is a being that can transform into any animal they want from the tiniest ant to the biggest whale" he sounded like a dictionary. I was amazed by that "Wow, I wish I could do that, where are you going?" Damon was walking towards the front door "I have to feed, or I'm going to faint, I'm so hungry" he answered "Feed from me?" I asked, getting up and walking over to him, Damon shook his head

"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?"

“He’s not a shifter. He’s a Lycan.” In our world, Lycans are between wolf-shifters and werewolves, and stronger than wolf-shifters. They were one of the deadliest wolf species. They shifted into monsters who stood on their hind legs, and looked half human, half wolf, their snouts elongated like a wolf, but they grew fangs that protruded down to their chins, and their claws were long and sharp. But like wolf-shifters, Lycans could shift at will, and they could be born or made.

"What are they?" I dragged my fingers through my hair and let out a breath of agitation. "They are Lycanthropes. Lycans, for short. An evolution of the werewolf. Now stop troubling me with mundane inquiries." "Mundane?" Hyperion’s voice rose with disbelief. "A new species is hardly mundane."

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.

“What?” Juan snarls. Ezekial holds his hand. “Let me finish.” He says. “Lycans are your future. We all know this and yet every time a Lycan is born, it has never made adulthood.” “Never?” Rosalie gasps. Ezekial shakes his head. “Too many are threatened by a Lycan to allow that to happen.” “Our pups will be different.” I state. “Yes, they will.” Ilsa says. “I have seen it. I have seen a new line. A new Royal Line.”

"A lycan." "And that is...?" "A lycan is a hybrid of human and werewolf," I replied but when she didn't react, I decided to expand on my answer a bit. "You must have heard about werewolves in folklore, right?" I asked and she gave me a small nod so I continued. "Well, a lycan is a more evolved version of a werewolf. A lycan in human form doesn't shift entirely into a wolf. We stay on two feet but some of our features turn wolf-like, our senses magnify, and our speed and strength increase."