Lycan Queen Novels & Stories

“Because you wouldn't be cooped up in this place if you knew. I know you well enough to make that deduction.” “Out with it then. And it better not be a waste of time, or you may not leave here with that tongue of yours, Carina. Remember that I've spared you for far too long. I will not accept disrespect.” “There's a new Lycan Queen. And it's someone who you know very, very well.”

Everyone is ready for a fight. “We are not each other’s enemies!” I yell above the sound of the growling lycans. I push Lucian out of the way and step in front of Erebus looking the bearded hunter in the eyes. “I am not your enemy.” I tell him as I stare deeply into his light brown eyes. “I am Ella Lyall, Luna Queen of Lycan City and I am not your enemy.”

When Kiyan and I were much younger and more naïve than we now were, my grandmother would sit us down in front of the fireplace every night and tell us a story. It never changed and always began with the same person- Lycaon. He was said to be the first of the lycans, cursed to shapeshift into a wolf by Zeus. The reason? He tried to serve the great and powerful Zeus human flesh. Furious with Lycaon’s trickery, Zeus cursed him. From there the lycan curse spread. Lycans would bite humans, cursing them to the same fate. Eventually, word had spread about these strange shape-shifting creatures. And so, a war broke out between the humans and lycans, both believing that the world had no place for the

All around her, warriors fought - wolves, men, creatures she couldn’t name. And in the center of it all stood a woman. Not just any woman. Nicola’s breath caught. The woman had her face. No. Not quite. The same high cheekbones. The same dark hair. But the eyes… the eyes were older, filled with something both terrifying and unbreakable. The First Lycan Queen. Nicola felt herself being pulled toward the vision, as if stepping into a memory that was not her own. The Queen was covered in blood, her body battered, but she stood tall. In her hand was a dagger, its blade dripping red as she faced an opponent cloaked in shadows.

She nods, and I watch as the love of my life is driven off before I turn my attention to the awful sight left after the battle. “I don’t know what Eli told you.” I scan the group of warriors as soon as I get closer. “You know me as Luna Lyra, but I’m also Queen Lyra of the Lycan kingdom.” I see recognition in the eyes of only two of them, but the rest looks confused.

"I can't wait to go to the mating ceremony. I want to see what kind of magnificent, high-born lady managed to capture the Lycan King's heart. I want to see the Queen!" Torren smirked, wrapping his arm around her waist, thoroughly enjoying her excitement. "Then pack your dresses, my love. In six days, we march to Volca-Crest." Neither of them realized that the "magnificent Queen" waiting for them on the golden throne was the very same girl they had left to rot in the dirt.

Reaching for the jug, she poured another glass of water for Crystal. “I never thought a useless person like you could ever dream of being with the Lycan King, but I suppose I had no idea how desperate you Omegas can be,” Crystal said once Lyra was back to standing beside the table. “I don’t know what part of your useless brain makes you think that the king would pay attention to you, but I’m warning you right now, don’t you dare try to get close to him. Seduce whoever else you want. But I’m the only one who can be the Luna Queen.” Before Lyra could stop herself, she scoffed. And then, the words she was trying to hold back spewed out. “Who said I want to be the queen?” she snapped. “Sorry to

"That's my son's mate and my daughter. I'm well pleased with her. She will become your queen and lead you as I do, she announces. "I, Mia Blake Jones, hereby declare Anne Hill as the queen of the Lycans. I was shocked. I looked at my mate's faces. They were shocked as well. I slowly look at the Lycan king's face. It has nothing to write home about. He looks so surprised and angry. The queen gently took my hand and led me to the front. She removes her crown and places it on my head. "From today, she shall be your queen. You must protect her from evil beings. Loved and sworn your loyalty to your queen," she declares openly.

she said, turning to us, “I believe that the queen is a special kind of Lycan.” “What do you mean?” Eros was quick to ask. “According to history, every true Lycan is blessed with a special gift from the moon goddess,” she explained. “And from what I witnessed that day, as well as my investigations, I have cause to believe that the queen is a siphon Lycan.” I blinked, confused. “What is that?” “A Lycan who has the ability to tap into various abilities and use them in their most powerful form.” “A siphon requires an object to wield such power,” Lucius stated, question in his voice.

I remarked, rising from my seat and circling the table to stand before Alpha Killian, my gaze locking on him. Fear flickered in his eyes, swiftly masked by false confidence. Intriguing. “Have you ever heard of the Lycan King?” I inquired, my tone low and measured. “And what's your name?” “They don't exist; it's folklore. I'm Alpha Killian,” he retorted, meeting my gaze head-on.