Lycanthrope Book Novels & Stories

Redwood chose not to engage in a confrontation, knowing the consequences of his heightened anger. Instead, he allowed them to escape. After days of research, he finally stumbled upon a book titled "Lycanthrope." Like other ancient books, it featured a strange engraving of a wolf with a half-human body, standing on its back legs, howling with its face turned upward and arms outstretched. This book contained all the crucial information he had been searching for. It began with a specific line "A tale of a greedy father and his innocent daughter. If one were to come across this book, they would soon realize that they could never rid themselves of it.

His eyes glowed red for a moment, and I felt a jolt of fear. The Lycan King. It made sense. * * * Ronan I gripped the base of my thick cock and thrust it between the woman's lips, feeling her gag as I filled her mouth completely. I could feel her teeth scraping against my shaft, but the sensation was just shy of being enough to tip me over the edge. With an annoyed grunt, I yanked her off my cock and watched as she gasped for air. "What a hassle," I muttered, stroking myself idly. "You're supposed to suck me off, not choke on me. Now get out."

The Rennar symbol. She snatched the key. The metal was cold. Without a backward glance, she fled. The Rennar library was a tomb of forgotten truths. She went straight to a section blocked by a frayed red rope. The Forbidden Collection. She found it: Instinct and Transformation: Observations on the Lycanthrope. She carried the heavy tome to a table, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. The pages crackled with age. She skimmed past charts of moon cycles and dietary notes until her eyes found a heading that stopped her breath.

“I—-“ pausing to take a deep breath, “I think it’s beautiful.” She nodded with pride, “I’ll let you wander. I need to do some cleaning in here anyway.” She walked away and went to behind the shelves where she started dusting. I kept on staring at the book which caught my eye, after mustering up enough courage I picked it out. A cough left me as a bout of dust managed to enter my mouth. “‘LYCANTHROPY’” The words were boldly woven onto the cover page. I nipped my bottom lip, opening it up and then shut it right back as soon as I felt the bond again.

So clutching the book securely in my arms, I sat at the far end of the libary with a computer infront of me. People passed me different looks when they looked at the book, but I pretended not to see them. I carefully opened the book to see a large symbol on the front page . I turned to the next page and then to the next to find symbols everywhere. I went to the ancient history section and bought some books. Soon I found out that the book was written in hieroglyphics. Curious and somewhat excited I opened the web to search for the symbol on the first page. The answer that the web showed me was: lycanthrope.

Wylden's gaze holds mine for a while and it as if he is staring through me and then he whirls around and walks back to the podium without saying a word. ~~~~ The book is somehow like a diary entry, each page stopping at very little sentences but still relaying some messages which I still can't quite place. _"Lycania"_ I read on.. _"Lycania used to be the home of Lycans and Shifters all together. We all lived in harmony and tolerance, until the princess fell in love. Love kills, I tell you. Love does to you what you will never expect. Did I say misplaced trust destroyed us? Love did more than destruction, Love killed us all."_ Entry #2

He then pecked a kiss on her forehead as he uttered, “Let me buy them for you, Lucy. Just let me.” She looked hesitant as she muttered, “Okay.” He pecked a kiss on her cheek. And she uttered a shy ‘thank you’, which made him smile wider. When she continued to hold the brown book, Xandar understood that she wanted it so he held it for her. He had a look at the title: ‘Lycans in Human and Animal Forms: Strengths, Weaknesses, Peculiarities and Blind Spots.’ Xandar chuckled before he asked as he lifted up the book in one hand, “Sweetheart, should I be worried about this?”

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. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

“Excuse me, sir? Will you be checking any of these books out?” He tilted his head at her in confusion. He had reserved no books. The robrarian expected his question and spoke once more. “Your friend with the tail thought you would need these.” She showed him the different titles. The Lust Chronicles, I Am What I Am Accept It, My Lycanthrope Lover, How Not To Be An Asshole, and more. He nodded his head in understanding. She was a cheeky person when she wanted to be. He liked that.

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 two were rapt in reading the note on the paperback that they were surprised it ended that way. "What's this?" Arianna asked turning the pages upside down without seeing anything like it. "Who wrote a different story on another story?" Arianna was the more puzzle one. "But I remember something about Lycans, they are very aggressive and protective of their mate, and they could live for thousands of years," Arianna said. Khloe's mouth was wide agape. "What did you just say," Khloe asked.