Lycan Prince Matteo Novels & Stories

“You know, two can play that game!” “What game? I am not playing anything! Like I said, I am fucking done, Vera.” I tapped the shoulder of the man dancing next to us. He might have heard everything, but he didn’t comment on it. He was handsome too, and easy on the eyes. “You are a wolf?” “Lycan.” “Prince Cassius, forgive her. Continue your dance with your partner,” Mateo said with a hiss. Prince Cassius. Must be the one Lycan prince from Verfarkas. Again. Photographic memory. I had read about him once in the Draconian Herald.

“That is who you are after all; my mate.” I scoff. “It hasn't been that long I left Earth, and now, I am someone's mate?” He feigns hurt. “Someone?” He places a hand to his chest. “I am Rome. The King of Lucian City; the only Lycan. And you should be honored to be my mate.” Honored, my ass. He is prideful, and I despise men with a toxic ego. My eyes twitch. “You are not how I pictured you?”

Roman asked making Alessio nod his head. "Matteo was, until Yaszy talked him into by saying if he's not going to do it for him then do it for her and he agreed immediately after." Alessandro said making Roman nod his head amused. "So, I finally get to meet the Principessa." Roman said bring the glass of alcohol that was in his hands up to his lips and took a swig. "Yeah, she's feisty and there's something you should know. Ever heard of Dark Angel?" Alessandro asked Roman who nodded his head.

“In the year 1108, Prince Aldo de Gilgamesh, the heir to the Lycan throne, discovered his mate, Lyanna Caramelo. He saw her by the river, filling a jar with water. At that very moment, he knew she was the mate bestowed upon him by the moon goddess. That night, the Lycan prince marked her as his own and made a promise to return to Lycaon to marry her.” “However, the news reached the ears of Prince Ulric, the younger brother of the crown prince. Driven by a desire for revenge and the crown itself, he kidnaps Lyanna and took her away. Despite Prince Aldo managing to capture the rebellious prince, Ulric ended his own life before revealing to his brother that Lyanna had perished. This devastated

Prince Matthew missed the arrival of Lyca and his father because his knight called him away. But he keeps thinking about the queen. He is worried that something his father might say will upset his girlfriend. "Prince, this is Lyca, the princess... Won't you go talk to her? "asked the knight. Matthew's brows went up. "How could I? She's no longer important to me, so I don't care that she's there "He said this, and then he looked at Lyca. But Matthew can't see her face because she's turned away from him.

Liam deadpanned. Ava grinned. “You’re a terrifying Lycan King, Raiden. Truly. Conqueror of territories. Breaker of enemies. Destroyed by a woman’s eyebrow.” Emma let out a laugh. Lucian cleared his throat politely. “To be fair, Your Majesty, Queen Aria’s silent disapproval is… effective.” I glared at him. “Traitor.” He inclined his head slightly. “Merely observant.” Ava leaned forward now, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Be honest. If she walked in right now and told you to go to sleep, would you argue?”

Aelin barely had time to raise her sword. The clash was like striking a mountain. Her flames burst on contact, scattering like sparks in a storm. She was thrown across the chamber, slammed against a broken pillar. Cassian lunged, claws unsheathed, golden light flaring. He struck with all the strength of the Lycan Prince, his aura blazing around his fists. But Maelor caught his wrist effortlessly, twisting until bones cracked. Cassian roared in agony, dropping to his knees. “Even your strength is mine,” Maelor murmured, driving him into the stone floor. “Every ounce of your love fuels me.”

At that moment, Matteo looked so charismatic, so godlike, so unstoppable, that I understood how that handcuffed boy on the screen had transformed into a king who brought all of Italy to its knees. "You can never put a leash on a stray dog," Matteo whispered, his lips brushing against mine. "In three years, I strangled every single leader of those five noble families who looked down on me. Including Elena's father... I executed them all, just like in that basement. And I, in my bastard form, wore the crown of that noble underworld. Elena thought I would sit at the altar, that I would share that power completely with her. But I shattered that table on her head. Because I will not be anyone's s

From what she had understood, the first prince was a wicked, clever soul. "Prince Draco, but he assured the king that he won't let you die," Adrian said calmly. She fisted the sheets tightly and a broken chuckle escaped past her lips. So it was exactly what she predicted. She could expect nothing less from these monsters but if she ever got the chance to kill any one of them prince Draco would be the first one on the list. She couldn't help but think about Kolton and hoped from the bottom of her heart that he was set free and the monsters fulfilled their promise. Still, she hoped to see him again one day.

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Luca Marino Every fucking thing I did were necessary evils. As a Lycan King and mafia lord, I was used to that principle. Over the years, that exact mantra led me to the top. Drunk Serena had accused that I was mean. But, she didn’t know of my world just yet. This is why I had come up with a deal to keep her around. Since she was my mate, I had to keep her around to be complete. Oh, so holy.