Lyon Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

for some reason; that must have been the funniest thing he has heard, judging by the way he throws his head back and barks out a laugh. “Darling, I doubt you can do anything to hurt me. And I highly doubt you can actually lay a punch on me,” he says, taking a step towards me, and for a brief moment, his honey brown eyes almost appear amber. The eyes of his Lycan. “I just want to watch you try,” he finishes, and I swallow the bile that has risen within my throat. Suddenly, this whole getting stronger thing sounds like a bad idea. Caelen takes a step back and nods at me to come forward. I take a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

Her mismatched eyes gleamed with mischief as she glanced up and caught me watching. "What?" she mumbled around a bite of pastry, eyes wide. "I'm starving." Her words triggered a ripple of laughter, and I couldn't help but chuckle, my shoulders relaxing slightly. Kitsunes were notoriously greedy eaters. She was only leaning into the truth of her kind. Liora joined her with a gasp of dramatic flair. "Thank the moon," she murmured, nearly moaning as she took a bite of melon soaked in rosewater. "Please pardon my manners, Your Majesty," she said between bites, trying, and failing, to look dignified while shoving a strawberry tart into her mouth.

They all have god-like features, like the moon goddess took an extra day to make them. “You’re pretty,” he says casually as he pulls away, like he is talking about the weather. “So, you won’t get mad when I tell you not to get all hung up on Darian.” “Why?” “He is the Lycan Prince. He has duties that he has to fulfil.” Adrian pulls himself off the wall. “And he is the coldest McAlister. All he knows how to do is ruin everything in his path.”

“I think I will pass. I don’t make a habit of forcing myself to like things that taste bad.” His lips curved like I had amused him. He didn’t move closer, but his presence pressed. “I’m Lyon Vanigar,” he said, offering his hand like it was supposed to mean something. “Lycan Ruler of the Centruid Pack.” I stared at his hand for a beat, then took it only because not doing so would cause a scene. “Ria,” I said shortly. When he pulled away, his touch lingered against my skin far too long. My brows furrowed. He wasn’t hiding what he wanted. At all

the man ordered, and the Jade family’s cavalry instantly opened the car doors. Very quickly, Lyra and Kirin appeared and headed toward them. The man clasped his hands together instantly and bowed before he said, “I am the Jade family’s Silver Swallow Leonel. I greet the miss and young master!” Lyra was slightly stunned. It was as if she had not heard this title of ‘Silver Swallow’ for many years. Qore City’s Jade royal family had countless peerless masters under their banner, and not only did they have the Jade family's Eighteen Knights, but they also had many worshippers who were strong fighters in the country.

Just as he was about to speak, a thunderous roar came from behind him. “Leuko! Where are your manners?!” Yrian shouted, then immediately appeared beside James. Seeing Yrian, Leuko immediately lowered her head and pouted. Even so, she did not let go of Stephen’s arm. Syrian hurriedly bowed and clasped his hands to James, saying, “I’m sorry for not rude behavior. I ask for your forgiveness.” “She’s your daughter?” James was surprised. Yrian answered, “She’s a qilin born from Chaos Essence and is under our sect. She’s stubborn and unruly. We’ve been struggling to discipline her. She…”

Visions flashed in front of Nya’s eyes as she tried to rectify what she’d been seeing for the last several days with the scene before her now. All along, she’d thought she’d been seeing Slate in his dragon form in chains, but that wasn’t what she’d been seeing at all. It was this other dragon, the one rising up in front of her now. He looked anything but happy as his nostrils began to flare, and it was quite obvious this dragon’s duty was to protect the Heart of Magic, which Nya could no longer see as it was hidden behind the dragon’s large back.

Tirana was also with them and Lars waved back to her. Next to Lars, Vayu also did the same to his faction from Hamal, the Heavensbloom Clan. They were consisted of fairies with shimmering butterfly wings, fluttering about and prancing in the air before a short black haired girl shushed them down to take their seats. She looked human, but Lars felt abundant water elemental aura on her. "Those are my best warriors. That's Erica and Roxanne's the blonde one next to her," Vayu said. "Not their actual names, of course. It just helps them to blend in on the field."

“So tell me, my mighty dragon, what are you gonna do about it now?” Zeta’s pupils blew wide, his dragon uncoiling beneath his skin. Heat rippled off him in waves. “Anything. Everything. Just say the word.” “Then fight for me,” Lyon breathed, voice cracking with fury and want. “Like you should’ve from the beginning.” With a sharp twist, Zeta flipped them but the motion barely lasted a second before Lyon’s arms locked around him and slammed him right back, this time with his mouth ghosting along Zeta’s throat.

But that wasn’t her usual size or color. I spun just in time to see her disappear into the trees, the sound of snapping branches and rustling leaves fading fast. Silence fell over the clearing. I turned to Liam, breathing hard. “You weren’t going to tell me this? Running around with my Luna and you—you have no idea what this will do! She’s a Lyan! What wer you thinking!?” Liam’s expression turned grim instantly, “A Lyan… what? No, Lauren’s some low born…she…” He shook his head. “God, okay, that—that doesn’t matter now!”