Lycan King Novels & Stories

Just him standing there was enough. When he locked eyes on Fabian, it was all there: rage, hatred and something deeper, something deadly. I felt it, all of it, like his fury had a shape and it crashed straight into me. With a harsh and ancient tone, the Phoenix King spoke of his own kingdom "Lycan King, I've come for what's mine," as if he were piercing fire. "Your realm is only merely ashtray in time.". I am only facing obstacles in both of you.

No one has ever seen him, no one knows what he looks like. “Yesterday at the mall when I went shopping with Papa Kev, everyone was talking about it, even in the news on the radio, they say he’s coming to this pack,” Amara replies, cutting her chicken into tiny bits with her fingers. “Well, if you ever come across the lycan king, you stay away from him,” Liana replies with a little smile. It’s not like her granddaughter will ever come across the mysterious lycan king, the most ruthless being that has ever graced the earth. He once wiped out an entire pack for daring to stop paying their treaty to him.

Alpha Conroy consistently advised his pack members to stay close to the eastern border, as King Osbourne would execute any werewolf he found trespassing on his territory. “No, you're in the kingdom of Lycania.” “Lycania? But that's where the king of all Lycan kings rules.” “That's right, young one. King Kanyon Coldblood was the one who found you."

"But not anymore. I am going to be happy this time around. I am going to make you proud, Grandpa. I will find that deed and use it to my advantage. I will ruin all of them. This is I swear to you." I was eager to know what was inside that deed that could be equivalent to the power of the Lycan King, but before that, I needed to meet him; The Lycan King, generally known by his dreadful name, KHOAS. The King of Darkness and Ruin, bathed in the blood of thousands of innocent lives he has taken.

Lycan walked slowly across the cold wooden floorboards, dropping to his knees beside the bed. He was the Wolf King. He commanded a continent of lethal shifters, possessed a treasury that could buy entire nations, and ruled from a fortress of impenetrable stone and iron. If he wanted to, he could wrap Amy in the finest silks in the world, crown her in diamonds, and force the entire inner citadel to their knees before her. But that wasn't what she wanted.

“He looks different from us. This is the first time I saw a person like him. I mean, Kyle is considered the most handsome guy in our county. He indeed is. But that guy—” A burst of laughter broke through the cold silence. Warner, a man who barely smiled, started laughing. “The way you are talking as though he is the ugliest man you have seen.” “No. Absolutely not. I mean I cannot even put the word handsome to it. It is more than that.” Warner sighed and handed me a dry towel. “The Lycan King is known for his excellent genetic condition. It is said the pure blood Lycan offspring has an appearance that nobody can explain. They are not the typical textbook stereo

"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

Celeste says sternly. "What's to know?" I say as I pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. "There were three major lycan families. A war broke out between the three, but only one prevailed. The Lyall's. They set themselves up as royals and created Lycan City. Now they rule us all." "That isn't the whole story," Celeste rolls her eyes at me, but I shrug my shoulders in return. "It was all I needed to pass a test in school," I mumble and shrug my shoulders.

The blade dug deeper into my skin, and I felt warm blood trickle down my neck. A low growl rumbled from Ronan’s chest, and the rogues glanced at each other with unease. “Now kneel,” the rogue leader ordered, but my husband didn't move, and he cautiously started to approach. “I said kneel, or I'll kill her!” he growled. Ronan would never kneel, he is the lycan king, and kings don't bow to anyone. It's either he'd let them kill me or tear them all apart, but he did something I didn't expect.

I thought I had gotten over the pain of having Logan choose Regina over me and reduce me to his personal slave after I rejected him last night but I still felt the pain just thinking about it. " Here." I turned to see the Lycan King serving me with a bowl of Vegetable porridge. " Drink this first. It's good to eat a light meal first." He said,his concentration channelled to that one task. I could help but observe his hands carefully. They were huge and all veined. I could see that they were strong,typical warrior hands. He's the Lycan King after all so that's expected of him. Rumour has it that he can take down seven strong were