Lycan King Novels & Stories

facing him eye to eye until I felt pain in my bite marks. I held my back and was almost bending my knees when Rozen caught me in his arms. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked, concerned. "Yeah." I lied, because the more the man looked at me the more the pain in my back killed me. "It's finally nice to meet you, Ms. Klay Rose Green." The man handed his hand to me. "I am the current lycan king."

My heart impossibly shattered even more, making me stagger back as a stray tear rolled down my shocked cheeks. He hummed and waved his hands, immediately dismissing me while knowing very well that I wasn't okay with the arrangement but since when did Sullivan ever care about my opinion? I quietly returned to my room, all the while recalling every rumor I had ever heard about the Lycan king. His name was believed to be Hunter Tiberius Williams and he was cruelty in human form.

asked Reynold (the king's eternal guard). "Just kill them both. I don't want to see another lycan breaking the rules." King Alano immediately stood up and left the place where the lycan prisoners were being tortured. The two lycans screamed for mercy, but King Alano ignored them. King Alano's ferocious face made anyone who looked at him immediately shudder. However, his good looks actually increased. King Alano is known as the cruelest and most handsome lycan king. "I won't let marriage happen again in this world."

"I wouldn't advice that, any sudden jolt and this thing could go off. I'm a King not a nuclear bomb expert. I literally could care less whether I live or die and this men right here would gladly die for me. I guess once crazy, always crazy." "Supposing this is true, it'll be a very bold thing to do. What do you want?" Kal asked, shooing thr guards away from us. I laughed wildly looking around and I caught Luke and Bryce faces. They both looked terrified and I turned from the sight back to Kal. "Finally, we're on the same page. You are a fool, Kal Fang," I said. "I am the Lycan King, and I am more powerful than you can ever imagine. You'll need to ask your fath

But I was the Lycan King, and I was not about to be taken down so easily. "Looks like the Lycan King has finally decided to show his face," he said with a mocking tone. "I've been waiting for this day for a long time. I'm going to beat you and make you beg for mercy, Maximus." I chuckled, baring my own teeth. "You think you can beat me, Malachi? I've been the Lycan King for a reason."

Lyra left Nile’s side and went to stand beside Julian, which caused another stir among the guests. “Lyra, what are you doing?” Nile asked, pretending to be hurt and confused. “Who is he? What’s the meaning of this?” “It’s over, Nile,” Lyra said, calling him by his real name. “The real Lycan King is here.” Looking around, she addressed the guests. “That is the Rogue King who has been trying to take over the kingdom. He imprisoned His Majesty and forced me to work for him.”

I deadpanned. "Who are you exactly? Are you Raven Declan or Sienna West?" He asked, and I sighed. "What do you think?" He slowly released my hand, pulling down the sleeve of his shirt to cover the rose tattoo on his arm. "Let's go back. It's late," he said, ignoring my question. I glanced at the inky night sky and scanned the woods beyond. If I made a run for it, how far would I go? King Aries was the king of the Lycans. I'd heard that he was the oldest Lycan in the kingdom. This could either mean that he had insane abilities or that his abilities were fading with time.

He doesn't need your approval! "I will send you to Eclipse Castle. The Lycan King is fond of you after watching your match. You will leave there as long as he wants," he uttered. "There's no guarantee that you will be coming back here…alive." My eyes widened when he mentioned the Lycan King who personified arrogance, virility and power. Everyone was afraid of him. In his prime years, he killed thousand Alphas. It was a miracle that he was the one who offered a truce but of course, all of us were still at his mercy.

Reilania’s mate was a lycan, and not just any lycan, but royal, the second prince of the Lykos clan and brother of the lycan king. Varion Aragon stood proud, his height towering over the betas just as his brother's sturdy build did, yet he wasn’t the person whose Myra could feel a deathly gaze from. Myra couldn’t help but feel frozen when she turned to the lycan king. Verik's eyes were on her. How long had he been staring at her? She felt her body chill and her spine stiffen from his wicked eyes that held violence and death.

A shape I knew like breath. I arched a brow. “And who is this elusive savior?” He hesitated, like saying the name too loudly might summon him. “He is the Lycan King —” “Lucian BloodyMoon.”