Lycanthropes Novels & Stories

She could not comprehend any single thing. “Lycans are a kind of a supernatural species, like werewolves, vampires, dragons…I think, and they are considered as one of the most powerful species,” Miguel explained to Anisia, seeing that look of complete shock and befuddling. He had read about fantasy and supernatural creatures and species, so he had some knowledge about it. Anisia trailed her eyes at him, bewildered, who had no idea or knowledge about any such thing. “But aren't they supposed to just exist in books and movies? Is this even real?” Anisia asked Miguel, who had never believed in any such kind of supernatural things like magic, ghosts, vampires etc.

pride. And Lycans… Lycans were different. Otherworldly. Apex predators among apex predators. The kind of creature you didn’t leash without bleeding for it. That alone made them irresistible prey for men with too much money and too little conscience. Experiments. Dissections. Whatever sick amusements human ambition could dream up.

The sun was about to set and the yellow lights were turned on in every cottage, making the whole town look beautiful. It was foggy at the peak of the mountain, but I could clearly see the Soare-Luna mountain, which was the tallest mountain in Jivan. Soare-Luna meant Sun-Moon mountains because it was said to be the land of both Sun worshippers – vampires – and Moon worshippers – werewolves. It was said to be the home of God Sol and Goddess Luna. And the Lycan river originated at the top of the mountain. But for some reason, no one had ever made it to the top. I imagined that if it was so beautiful here, it must be exquisite at the top where one would be able to see the entire island of Jiv.

They were a force of nature, unleashed upon the unsuspecting world. The village elder, a wise old man with a weathered face, had witnessed the horrors of the Lycans firsthand. He had seen families torn apart, their lives shattered by the savage claws and fangs of these cursed beings. He had seen the fear etched into the eyes of those who had narrowly escaped their wrath, their bodies marked by deep, jagged scars that served as a constant reminder of the monsters that lurked in the night.

He bowed, then opened the door and walked out. "And if they do mate?" I asked him again as soon as he sat down, not bothering to mask how I was feeling. "Well, a Lycan's bite is lethal. Lycanthropy refers to madness. So she or he will go mad and die. Why are you asking all these questions?" "No reason; I just got curious. I may need to experiment on new ways to kill people who used to get on my nerves when I worked at the hospital." He snorted, "You may get punished though, but first, both of you need to get mated first for you to be able to kill anyone," he whispered suggestively.

*LYCIA* “Mate.” That was the first word he spoke while I stood frozen in place at the fear and catastrophe I had wrecked on myself. He looked confused and his golden eyes were vivacious as it assessed me like a predator. I had never seen a real Lycan in my life before. My mother had made sure that I never came in contact with one but I had read about them. About their golden eyes the color of the sun and just as deadly, closer to the eyes of a beast than humans and one that they only showed when they felt threatened and ready to attack.

– I use my Alpha tone “That doesn’t work with me Alpha, you can use that tone of voice as much as you like, I am not a wolf, and I don’t obey you” The council has one member of each species, I command our council, we have one representative from the wolves, one from the vampires, one from the angels, one from the demons, one from the humans and we have one from the witches. Why the fuck would they want her seat? “You know that Lorena is the voice of the Witches” – I say

Peter looked at him and said to him very angry: You can never threaten me and you can't imprison me in this place unless you know that there is a law that prevents you from doing this thing so you better leave me alone or I will report you and the thing you are doing and your imprisonment for these People are like that it looks like you're a gang leader or something but don't you ever think you'd ever scare me quite the opposite I'm never afraid of you I'm going to get out of here and take my girlfriend and go and swear I won't leave you alone after the thing you did to us. Ayden laughed very loudly as he looked at him: He is a very brave human being, Adrien. Look how he dares and talks to m

She believed Fang had finally accepted her, but it was a trap. The three families chose to sacrifice her on the night of a super blue blood moon to strengthen the shapeshifting power of the Lycans. They believed the Moon Goddess would bestow them with this rare gift. The Lycans were the small portions of immortals given an opportunity to reside in the new world created by the deities after the Great Fae War.

I shouted, striking the bulkhead with my hand wounded by the blood pact, but my voice faded as the underground lights turned completely purple. From the drainage grates in the black stone walls, a thick green mist began to rise, accompanied by the sound of heavy claws scraping against the rock. From the absolute darkness of the medical wing, four massive and deformed silhouettes slowly emerged, blocking my only escape routes. They were the Gray Lycans: beasts mutated by the Council, with yellow eyes bloodshot with sickening madness and fangs oozing mystical tar. The creatures fixed their hungry gazes on my curvy body and the silver medallion that glowed weakly against my chest. They let out