Lycans Mythology Novels & Stories

Algernon cautioned, and she responded with a solemn nod, fully attentive. "Thousands of years ago, Lycans were known as werewolves. They could only shift into their wolf form under the full moon. However, Lycaon, the great and mighty Lycan King, became the first werewolf to shift into his wolf form under the sun, without needing a full moon. This granted him greater power, strength, and agility than any other werewolf. He used this newfound power to lead his kind to victory and free them from enslavement during the Full Moon Liberation.

They’re folklore. Hearing the older man say it now makes doubt creep into my head. “Lycans aren’t real.” I blurt but Ryat shakes his head. “They’re but a very rare species of shifters. I met them centuries ago when we were on the run from the Slayers. He was with a wife and a daughter.” “You did?” I ask with shock. “Absolutely, alpha. The family harbored me in their cabin in Ohio for weeks until I found our pack had moved to Chicago.”

“What are you talking about?” I exhale, steadying myself, and say slowly, “One thing I found, one detail that came up in every myth, every legend about Lycans, is that they can control minds. Subtly. Completely. Without the victim ever realizing it’s happening.” His expression shifts instantly. First confusion, then surprise. And finally, a slow, creeping horror bleeds into his face like ink in water. His mouth parts slightly, and he blinks at me as if seeing something terrible unravel just beneath the surface of everything he thought he understood.

He was a Lycan — a creature thought to be out of extinction since the time dinosaurs walked on Earth. According to legends, Lycans were werewolves; but they were more powerful, undefeated, intelligent, fiercer, stronger and deceitful than any werewolves could ever be. Unlike normal werewolves who walked on four paws, Lycans walked on two, and early philosophers who were unfortunate to meet them described them as ruthless and fearful creatures. Lycans were also regarded as the creators and gods of werewolves.

Arianna asked. "uhmmm, Lycans," Khloe said. "I think I have read about them in particular," she said and start glancing through the cover. "Those bonds by the moon goddess," Khloe read out loud. It is said that they were men born from the breath of gods, they had different powers and lived in another realm, they coexisted peacefully and were ruled by the Lycans, those were the creatures that found favor in the eyes of the goddess, so they said. but a greater evil was cast upon them by jealousy and hate and their world fall into the abyss of ruin, the only hope was the prophecy which the supernatural creatures had no belief in.

The Lycans -the royal children of King Endymion; Ares and Athena, sits together away from us. The Lycans are believed to be the direct descendants of the moon goddess, and are particularly an upgraded version of a werewolf. They are blessed with enormous power and beauty, and hence rules the spiritual world. "I woke up pretty late today." I tell Glinda as our legs find its way to the warlocks and witches' unit. I absentmindedly touch the Kwuazac neckpiece with my left hand. "...still having same dreams about the mysterious guy?" Glinda ask, raising an eyebrow.

People take years to get over a incident or trauma they got by someone in a week. Hence, her talking about her traumas the whole day won't be a wrong thing to do. "Are you angry about it? If yes then don't be. Anger is a punishment you give yourself for others mistake. Don't harm yourself. They are going to die one day anyways," Nicolas said and Amara nodded her head. "I am not. I just want to be the best version of myself," Amara said. "And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise."

“Look. They’re different monsters.” Everyone stared intently. Scott narrowed his eyes. Yes, they looked different. Lyall's Lycan was larger and had a mix of gray and black fur, while the Lycan in Scott's memory was jet black. "Carl, are there really other Lycans besides Lyall?" Darius asked. "I didn't even know this. According to legend, there's only one Lycan, and only the Lycaros family possesses it."

Long ago, lycans, were the guard dogs of the high elves, kings and queens. They were giant wolves of great intelligence and magnificent grace. They breathed magic and dominance. They lived intimately with the elven royals, so it was a particularly joyous day when one of the lycans gave birth on the same day the elven Queen did. They were the first soulmates, if you regarded a soulmate to be someone who was more than just a lover. The two sons were inseparable.

I said with a shrug. “I-I need to tell you something.” He finally addressed the matter which brought him here. “What, about Lycans?” He nodded. “Lycans are the first werewolves to have ever existed. In the early fifteenth century, some lycans went on a killing rampage to show that they are more powerful than the rest of us. This angered our creator -” “Selene, the Moon Goddess.” I whispered.