Lycans Mythology Novels & Stories

A memory of the night before I found Ayla and the twins replayed in my mind; in my dream, the moon goddess had appeared to me and instructed me to find the Lycan princess and protect her. Lycans were an ancient bloodline of beings that had powers greater than what we knew as werewolves, but they had disappeared a long time ago, and I wasn’t sure how she expected me to find anyone from that lineage. The goddess had said she’d be in the woods, running away from her past, and I would know who she was when I found her. When I woke up, I tried to ignore the dream, but the woods felt like it was calling out to me, so I took a walk. That’s when I caught a whiff of her scent; it hit me with an inten

“Knowledge reveals itself to the one who seeks it.” “Alright then.” I inhaled deeply and stepped forward. My first thought, my first instinct, was to research the relationship between Lycans and wolves since I am both a contradiction of nature and fate. I pulled out an old leather-bound book, its cover etched with a crescent moon. When I opened it, dust rose like faint, ghostly memories. The first page immediately drew me in. The Lycans and the wolves have always shared close ties and deep ancestral connections. Both species were created by and devoted to the same deity, the Moon Goddess.

They were a lot worse than a hundred of normal witches. "I sense your fear and confusion, which you should be. Well, you are in the land of the midnight sun my dear". For the first time, I saw her smile a little. One that did not reach her eyes. I panicked. Land of the midnight sun? That was way worse than what I had been imagining all this while. It was even better if she were a witch. Land of the midnight sun was dominated by the Lycans. Lycans were creatures I was told never to get involve with. They are just like us, werewolves but they are the worst set of werewolves. They were beasts! Here I am in their territory. The moon goddess should have told me through a prophecy long ago that sh

It was like I was reborn, with my fierceness and ego, however, there was no desire to kill or hurt others like before. As I made my way into the beautiful big mansion, a deep scowl was plastered on my face. A scowl that I hope would tell the alpha king to back off, I was not made to be a concubine, that to of a werewolf. However, from what I've heard, he was very powerful, ruthless, and fearless, he was not just any werewolf but a Lycan, meaning a mere human like me wouldn't be able to scare him. So I quickly hid amongst the crowd, where I was safe from his ravishing eyes or so I thought.

I look at him for a moment seeing that he really doesn't know who I'm talking about. "Are you serious?" Max asks him looking just as confused as Ryan. "Do I suppose to know who this Lycan is or something?" Ryan looking lost. "Dude where the fuck have you been, under a rock?" Max says. "A Lycan is the original breed of werewolves, but they all died off many years ago. The Lycan king was locked away long before any of us was born," I tell Ryan before looking back down at Lester, hearing a couple of groans come from him as Donna stitch up his wounds.

“I will be going back for now, he might be looking for me. He said we will be going somewhere. Better be there before he gets angry again. Bye Hephe.” “Goodbye, my lad-wait,” “Yes?” “I have one more thing to tell you, my lady.” “That is?” “Humans die after giving birth to a Lycan offspring.” The mere single statement sent me freezing in my spot for some minutes. My world spiraled in front of my own eyes. My body shook as almost half of my energy was sucked away. “W-what do you mean?”

He's not happy about this because he became busy with the reunion thing with his daughter and he's not aware that someone barged into our hiding place. " What you mean by that dad?" She asked us. Dad holds her shoulders and explained what are we going to do and where are we going. " Yen, maybe you know about Lycans right? " he asked her. Yen frowned and think for a minute. She's a smart girl so I bet she knew about us. " Ahm, I read it in one of the books in the library. Lycans are a humanoid form of a wolf. They shift during a full moon. " Yennifer replied.

Or suspected it at some point. “If it has never existed, why do they appear in so many myths?” I asked and I saw some council members nodding, clearly curious. Marma waved dismissively, “it’s just some story that originated from two Lycans that loved themselves so genuinely. Whenever one felt hurt, the other one would feel as much hurt and their feelings seemed to be connected. By the time one died, the other one followed.” “Because of this, people started to think that unlike humans, we had some fated partner meant for us that the moon goddess used to gift. But in truth, there’s nothing like that. Our Lycan chooses the person it wants.”

"The people of old were able to defeat them and drive them away with the help of the Lycans and the mages but over time, some mages and Lycans begun using black magic and it quickly corrupted them and the Land. The leader of this abomination was a Lycan named Indra. He was a progenitor wolf and with the aid of this magic he was able to raise an Alpha pack of Lycans. The goddess of the moon sent her first avatar to defeat him and she fell in Love with Ashura, the brother of the Demon wolf Indra and they battled and defeated Ashura but lost their lives in the process" "Interesting", Orion said. "Lycans are wolves who are descendants of the progenitor wolves, beings who are directly related to

It was in this ominous setting that the legend of the Lycans unfolded. In the forgotten corners of time, when darkness ruled and humanity cowered, the Lycans emerged. Born of the cursed bloodline, they were creatures of both man and beast, forever trapped in a treacherous existence. It was said that they possessed the power to transform into fearsome werewolves, their bodies growing in size and strength as their humanity waned.