Lycan Destiny Novels & Stories

"Preserve the prophecy. Listen carefully to my words: 'In an age of shadows and blood, when the moon and the sun align in the final eclipse, a pup born from a forbidden union between the blind hybrid and the supreme Lycan king shall rise. His name will be Rigan, and he will carry the power of two worlds in his blood. When chaos spreads, he will become the bridge between hatred and hope, bringing peace between witches and wolves, ending the millennia-old war. But the key to his destiny will rest in the hands of a destined one who is not a wolf, a daughter of an ancient Goddess. Together, their hearts entwined, they will forge a new path and a new future for all. Thus, in the union of opposite

I said. "Nobody knows if Lucifer has a son. What about Lana? Is she alive?" I asked. "No, she died," Master Yung mumbled and then turned his head to looked me in the eyes. "You are a special destiny. Never forget that. Your name being Destiny has a good reason. You also share the same powers as Lana," he added. As I heard those words, everything became confusing. I couldn't seem to understand why I felt like I had something to do with this storyline, or if I was Lana herself. But I knew one thing for sure - I was destined for something big.

When I arrive home Aiden isn't home. I take this as a chance to look through the book. I skim, looking for references to the Destiny Wolves. It doesn't take long to find the first passage referencing them, yet already my nerves are set on fire. 'With more power than one wolf should possess, the destiny wolves can either be the savour or destruction of the wolves as a species. The only wolves capable of beating the Lycan's, the Destiny Wolves are coveted by all packs, with even the Lycan's willing to accept them as a chosen mate' I shut the book.

Pushing back against the Lycans, I sprinted towards her, a streak of fur and determination. But the Outstanding Lycan, undeterred by my advancement, intercepted me with blinding speed. His crimson eyes bore into mine, a chilling calmness settling upon his face. "You're too late, Levi," he sneered. "By the time you reach her, she'll be nothing but a memory." A surge of desperation coursed through me, lending strength to my limbs. With a primal roar, I launched myself at the Outstanding Lycan, our bodies colliding in a furious clash. Claws met claws, teeth clashed against teeth as we fought for dominance.

“But I can’t believe you went this far.” Her breath hitched. “You played with my mind,” Ronan snarled. “You played my fucking mind first, Scarlet.” Scarlet severed the mindlink so hard it felt like ripping a nerve out of her skull. "Enough." Ronan’s voice cut off mid-sentence...accusatory, wounded, still arrogant enough to think he had a right to her. The silence afterward rang louder than his anger ever had. Her chest rose and fell sharply as she stood at the gates of Lycania, the ancestral stronghold of the Lycans. The iron gates groaned open at her arrival, ancient runes glowing faintly beneath her feet as if the land itself recognized her claim.

These are my siblings Aquila and Nicasia. " Nice to met you girls" "Milady," Aquila the older sister said while Nicasia the little one just bowed her head. "Please call me Dorian or sister damn those formalities," Dorian said "Okay, milady... I mean Lady Dorian" Aquila said shyly. "Oh, I see you are going to be like your sister always calling me lady. It's okay though. Whatever makes you comfortable. Aquila is a young girl. A girl of fifteen. She is so beautiful with her blonde hair that every one of the sisters seems to have.

His eyes widened the sight of the bloody sword, especially the blood that freshly flow in it, stain the pure land of a village. The bloody sword bang to the groubd, creating a never before sounds of clenching metals and clashing rocks below-ground. The white figure reveal a sweet smile, she said as she reach the trembling youth, “That's good enough... Rest assure, my loving ancestor,” she smirk and begun to laugh. The two youth is flabbergasted, especially the stained one and was trembled. The bloody-robe youth is shock but he able to calm himself, and his brows arc. He declared, “I'm the remaining rightful lycan to lead the army and the great escape!”

Am I dreaming or what? One of them answered her and said to her: First, we are not alike, in fact, we are all one person, that is, we and you are all the same, and this is not a dream. The place where all your past memories, which were hidden all these years, are gathered. I died and you carried it. I was born again and you carried it too. But unfortunately it took you a lot of time to remember everything that happens. You are where you are now. This place called the Lycan Kingdom is your place and your kingdom. You are the one who You deserve everything here, so try to remember who you are and forget this name of sera because it is not your name in the first place. You are Diana, daughter o

Ripper asked and I shook my head. "Do not undermine the Nightwing pack Ripper and Rage, the warlords will not be getting the gold." I said to them. "What's concocting in that head of yours Lucifer?" Stealth asked bright eyed like he could not wait to have a full taste of my plan. "Beneath those golds will be lycans hidden from the eyes of the warlords and their prying hands," I said looking at them one after the other, even Ashlyn paid rapt attention to me.

“I don't have an appetite.’’ I replied. My ticket to get what I wanted. I really hoped it worked out. Her smiles disappeared immediately, worries clouding her features as her hand reached my face once again. ‘‘You don't? Why not, don't you feel well enough?’’ I didn't want to prolong it. If she had to realise it was just a trick of mine to get answers from her then so be it. ‘‘I can't get back on my feets if I don't understand how my mark is connected to my destiny. It bugs me.’’ She retracted slowly, I almost pulled her back with thoughts that she was going to leave. ‘‘Are you sure you're ready for it?’’ Of course I hadn't been more ready in my life. Lady Anora knew so much as to the fact t