Lycanroc Novels & Stories

I ran straight at her, the minute she saw I was getting near she shifted into her chocolate colored wolf. Jumping on her she bites my paw, making me fall to the side, butting in her snout she whimpered thinking I wasn’t going to attack her back. Getting up I went to bite her again when Stan stabs her with his big claws. Lycan’s are enormous they walk on two feet and are more than 8 feet tall muscle, all over claws extended and with gray hair all over their body. Stan truly looked magnificent in comparasingd to my silver coated fur.

But it was the light that blinded me. A searing, lunar white was erupting from her palm, a pillar of radiance so pure it felt like a physical weight against my eyes. Opposite her, the nightmare had ended in the most grotesque way. Laura lay slumped against the far wall, the obsidian fur of the Arcanum melting away, receding back into pale, shivering skin. But there, etched into the center of Laura's forehead, was a matching mark a silver crescent that pulsed with a dying, rhythmic glow, synchronized perfectly with the light in Lyra’s hand. The Lycanis Arcanum, the god of the hunt, hadn't just stopped. It had chosen. It had bowed.

Olivine stood over me. He was a wall of white and silver, his massive frame casting a protective shadow across my broken body. His posture was coiled, every line of muscle tight, bristling with the promise of violence. His claws gleamed, catching the faint light filtering through the trees, each one a dagger poised to strike. He stood between me and the other Lycan like an unbreakable barrier, the embodiment of wrath and strength. The intruder—once smug and certain—snarled, his bravado stripped raw. His blood-red eyes burned with venomous malice as he spat his claim.

Before they could react— A deafening, earth-shaking roar tore through the valley. The ground cracked and fissured. Purple flames spiraled upward. A creature climbed out of the smoke—twisted, massive, with horns made of bone and eyes that burned like dying suns. Aiden’s fur stood on end. "What… in the moon goddess’s name… is that?" Delilah whispered, "A Lycan-Born. A hybrid summoned through forbidden magic." Caleb’s wolf whimpered softly. Aiden snapped at him. "Don’t back down. We fight."

Kill this one first and then see what happens. “Get her!” Viera screams in frustration she doesn’t want this to be drawn out. She’s exposed herself and she needs me dead more than ever. The rogue leaps for me, swiping his claws. I duck and try to take his legs from under him but fail. Suddenly I hear a howl and heavy footsteps nearing. The rogues startle and turn to flee when a large lycan enters the clearing. He is insanely tall. Towering over everyone, his fur is dark brown with patches of white. The largest white patch is diagonal over his stomach.

My breath catches in my throat. It’s Lucian... but not. The man I know is gone, replaced by something far more dangerous and divine. His Lycan form stands tall and powerful, muscles contorted with tension, obsidian fur rippling like a shadow given life. Moonlight dances along his jagged claws and taut limbs, glinting off his elongated canines. Yet nothing terrifies me more than his eyes... no longer their usual crimson hue, but something deeper. Burning. Consuming. A molten red laced with cold cyan at the edges, like wildfire freezing over.

The Lycan Enforcer~ ~Annabeth’s POV~ The air around me felt heavy, charged with a static electricity that made the fine hairs on my arms stand up. I looked at the Lycan Enforcer, Kael, and for a split second, I saw death. He wasn't just a man, he looked like a mountain of muscle, staring at me with the cold, calculating gaze of a predator who had found a new, interesting toy.

What else could have led her to take the desperate step of denying her heritage and living alongside another species? Just who was this Lycan? Had I only seen his mellow side up to now? If so, when would he unleash the real monster? And would I survive to see Lolo again? I’d never been so scared. I really hoped my instincts were wrong this time, the ones which told me he was capable of absolutely anything.

They also have the most access to all the natural resources of the world because humans are the most knowledgeable at turning raw materials into something useful. I hope the Lycans will adapt to doing this too, so they can live independently without worrying about their resources. "Mama! We are home!" William exclaimed as soon as he saw through the window the gigantic gate of the Lycans. The humans had similar gates, but theirs were long and shaped like a dragon. The lycan gate was the foundation of the barrier. It reached about 20 meters in height from bottom to top and was incredibly strong in substance and indestructible because of the barrier.

Scarlet replied. NOTE: Lycans have a completely different meaning in my book. They are just huge wolves, the double of a normal wolf, with thick white fur and distinct violet eyes, blessed with enormous strength and extinct species, but our Astrid is the only one to exist in the present time. Maybe she got her genes from somewhere you'll know about. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _