Lycan In Underworld

Long time ago, a war broke out, a prophecy has been told, an heir with a strong power that can end the whole world was born. During the war the queen decided to send the princess to the mortal world for her safety. After the war, the kingdom was destroyed, many immortals were killed. No one survived in the royal family they all died during the war, only one is left the princess Aliyah Savannah is the only one can save her people from the enemy who ruined their peace and happiness. Will Aliyah accept her fate or will she return to the life grew up with her adopted parents? Let's find out what will happen.

She went to the palace as a guest… and ended up becoming Lycan King’s bride. Charlotte, a quiet girl from a middle-class family, never expected to be anywhere near royalty. But one wrong turn changed everything. Mistaken for the bride at the most important wedding of the year, she’s pushed down the aisle toward a man whom she doesn't love. Alpha Damien Blackwood, cold, powerful, and unreadable, claims her without a word. Not as his queen… but as something far more complicated. Trapped in the palace and caught between cruel whispers and judgmental glances, Charlotte becomes a ghost in a golden cage. The only thing more confusing than her new life is Damien himself. Raised by a ruthless king and taught that emotions are a weakness, Damien doesn’t know how to love, but he also can’t seem to let her go. With the palace full of secrets and a bond that feels one-sided, Charlotte must choose: run and protect her heart… or risk everything for a mate who was never meant to be hers.

"Your mate was the last piece to the puzzle. I sent my men there to kill her while you were busy fighting with the alphas. I knew once she was dead you would be blinded by rage throwing off those sharp scenes of yours, leading you right into my trap. I may not be strong enough to kill you...yet, but this silver box is strong enough to lock you away forever. Maybe the others are okay with bowing down to you, but I bow down to no one! I'm the alpha of alphas!! I'm the new king, I'm the alpha king!" He growls out from the other side of this silver box.I let out a loud roar causing Tim to back away from me covering his ears. "I'm going to kill all of you!!!" I roar out as I start to claw and punch the wall of the silver box, trying to get out.***Betrayed by the wolves. They took everything away from him. His mate, family, and friends. They locked him away inside a silver box to live out the rest of his days. All he wants is to make them pay, but once he's finally get free he's in for a big surprise.

A teenage boy who becomes alpha and king at such a young age. He has power that another werewolf would never have it. The Lycan. But he can't control the Lycan monster in his body. Before he turns eight teens, he has to be able to control it, or that monster will control him, and Lyall will lose forever. At that critical moment, he knows that only his mate can save him and make him control his Lycan by killing his mate. What will he choose? Will he choose to kill his mate or kill her to not lose himself?

"Curses, monsters, ghosts, the underworld, armies of witches, sacrifices, legends, werewolves, moonlight magic, they were legends that no one believed in and I didn't believe in these things until I went to that island and my voyage of exploration turned into a real tragedy I don't know if I would have survived or not” It was just a quest to explore some treasure I didn't know that everything would change; My beliefs, thoughts and even my life have changed since I arrived on that island.

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, "Lycan Healer" is a riveting love story that explores the capacity of love to break down barriers and mend broken hearts. The story follows two people whose paths unexpectedly cross in a world where racial tensions between races have reached a breaking point. Luceethe Arco, as a Healer, was born into a lycan-eating race. In spite of the rivalry and hatred between their clans, Luceethe loves the Lycans unconditionally. She wants to keep them safe. She wants them to grow and dominate the land. She believes the Lycans are the superior race, but her race won't agree to this. Obsessing over the beasts, she let herself be caught by them so she could see up close the lycans she fantasized about. .... Winston Luca, alpha of the lycans, forces Luceethe to mate with him because he believes it will negate her power and harm the "healers". But instead of losing her abilities, she went berserk and destroyed the entire prison where he had imprisoned her. Winston intends to slay Luceethe because he fears she would destroy everything or hurt his pack, but instead, he encounters a dejected woman sobbing on the floor. He then observed her power deteriorate as she collapsed into a coma. Three years later, Luceethe woke up and found herself with a Lycan husband and a lovely two-year-old son. He said, "You're finally awake, my dear wife," which brought confusion to Luceethe. "Did I become your wife?" "Yes, thank goodness you're back." "Why suddenly do you speak dearly of me?"

When Rocco Morelli, a mafia don, finds me, it's when I'm working as a stripper at an illegal bar, pleasing the men around me with sultry smiles and provocative dances. He throws his jacket over me and grabs me by the jaw, saying, "Come home with me." From that day onward, I fell in love with Rocco. After doting on me for five years, he proposes to me. Yet, in the month leading up to the wedding, he suddenly disappears. I launch a frenzied search for him before eventually seeing him in a jewelry boutique. With his arm wrapped around the dolled-up woman beside him, he picks out a 20-carat wedding ring. That woman is Emilia Leone, who is my father's illegitimate daughter. He stares at her, his eyes filled with affection. "I'll prepare the grandest wedding ceremony for you." "What about Cassandra?" Emilia asks with a coy smile. "You proposed to her, too." Snorting, Rocco replies scornfully, "Can't you tell? That's just my way of toying with her. Her older brother nearly took your life. Now that he's gone missing, it's only right for her to suffer the consequences in his place. "On our wedding day, I'll abandon her at the altar and marry you instead. She'll become the laughingstock in all of Langshore. Only you, the daughter of the Leone family, the largest mafia family, are worthy of me." The wedding day arrives, and I skip out on the ceremony as well. At Rocco and Emilia's wedding ceremony, I broadcast 99 photos of Emilia fooling around with other men. He panics and tearfully begs for me to return to him, but I take the gun my brother hands me and point it at his head, saying, "Actually, I'm the real daughter of the Leone family."

Me? Who am I? I am the Alpha of the Blood night Pack. I am feared by those who don't know me and respected by those who do. I never had a problem in eliminating the threat. I've been waiting for my mate since I turned 18, and I am 35 now. But when I see her for the first time, my wolf cries for her attention but she's under a spell. My mate doesn't recognise me.I need her, I will have her. She will be mine and no-one will stop me, not even a spell.

She went looking for a future and she found one, with teeth. Leela leaves a loveless, abusive home, from parents that couldn't or wouldn't love her. Finding her future in a self made fog.

The past Day 159 after the first New Species were freed Joy tried to relax in the chair but worry over her client made her fidget. She glanced at the clock, noting he was late again. Minutes ticked by while her anger grew. It was the fourth session in a row that 466 had blown off. He did it on purpose. She knew he was going to be irate over what she’d done in retaliation but he’d left her with no choice. The loud sound of a menacing growl startled her. Her gaze flew to the door a second before it was thrown open. 466 hovered in the hallway, his rich brown hair messed up as if he’d dried it upside down with a blow dryer to give it that fullness. Rage showed in his narrowed, dark gaze. She guessed he’d been the source of the noise. He was pushed forward as one of the guards entered the office behind her client. “Here he is. He wasn’t happy but we got him.” The man shot a dirty look at 466. “Four of his men convinced him to come along or we would have had to drag his inside in shackles. He wanted to fight me.” She winced. “Please sit, 466.” “It seems I don’t have a choice.” He sauntered over to the chair in front of her desk and dropped his big body down hard enough to make the piece of furniture groan. “So much for saying we are free.”