Resident Evil 8 Lycan Novels & Stories

And apparently, something wanted. The Lycanites. Valerie had read about them in dusty old books. A different kind of predator. Wolves with ancient bloodlines—creatures that didn’t follow the rules. Creatures that couldn’t be killed by silver or tracked by scent. They were stronger, smarter, and more brutal. And they were coming. She looked back at the journal and noticed a folded paper tucked between the pages. A map. It showed the mansionand a hidden area beneath it. A sealed chamber.

Pushing back against the Lycans, I sprinted towards her, a streak of fur and determination. But the Outstanding Lycan, undeterred by my advancement, intercepted me with blinding speed. His crimson eyes bore into mine, a chilling calmness settling upon his face. "You're too late, Levi," he sneered. "By the time you reach her, she'll be nothing but a memory." A surge of desperation coursed through me, lending strength to my limbs. With a primal roar, I launched myself at the Outstanding Lycan, our bodies colliding in a furious clash. Claws met claws, teeth clashed against teeth as we fought for dominance.

A voice was had from the telecom. "On it sir." He said and quickly reversed his car. Elsa read the book carefully not mincing a word. Lycans display inhuman physical strength, speed, reflexes, endurance, and agility comparable to their vampire counterparts. These traits seem to apply to Lycans even when in human form, as Lucian was seen to be able to catch up to a moving car, and subsequently survive being hit by it head on.

“I know every pack from here to Greg’s packland. This is neutral land.” “I think you might be wrong.” When I look at him, he is looking past me. Turning around, I see a large black shadow, crouching at the top of the stairs. Its beady eyes on us. It slowly rises to its full height, moving into the light where we could see it. A Lycan. It growls at us, drool dripping from its bared teeth. “Another fucking one!” Jenson snaps and I glare at him. ‘I thought we had killed them all.’ Aero mutters. ‘How did one get away?’

“First, I will kill your loving daughter, and I won’t make it a peaceful death.” My heart felt like it was being cut by hundreds of knives as I watched Corrine cry and scream. This is all my fault. Revenge has brought me to ruin, and I dragged Corrine down with me. Corrine’s father looked at his daughter with a pained expression, then he looked at me. I nodded slowly. “Do it. Save your daughter.” The only way to kill a lycan is to sever its spine. Corrine’s father must know this because he walked around me and stopped behind me.

she thought and turned. She fell on the bed and looked at the title of the book. She remember, Eric had given it to her on her birthday but she did not read it yet. The title states: The Legend of Lycans “Whoa, Eric brought me the book about the werewolves,” she said excitedly and opened the book. “I am a crazy girl, minutes a go I had a nightmare about a wolf and even the wolf is howling outside and I am reading something like that as well,” she thought.

“I know. That is why I want your powers.” The lycan lifts his hand, and a faint glow burns around his palm. But before he can cast anything on me, alarms blare. Heavy footsteps rush toward the door. Virus. The lycan stiffens. Seeing him distracted, I reach for his mask, but he reacts fast. “We are not done,” he says, and charges at the wall. Then, his claws swipe across Vince and sever his head. His body crashes through the concrete with one strike. Dust fills the room.

It growled and I silently prayed it didn't kill me. Until I finally saw it. The Lycan it had blue reddish eyes and was very big compared to the one it just killed. This was definitely a rare breed which I have never heard of. Probably a hybrid of some sort and definitely more dangerous than the Red Lycan that was chasing me earlier. It looked at me silently as if studying me. I was nervous but made sure not to make any movement just to safe myself. And then it clicked, this was the Lycan that saved me.

“And you only kill people who deserve it.” Leah narrowed her eyes. “Wait. Lycans and werewolves are the same, right? And he’s the king? He doesn’t look old enough to be your dad.” “No!” the three of us shouted in unison. Isaac scrubbed his hand over his face and let out an exasperated sigh. “Lycans are more powerful, immortal shifters. Different royalty lines.” “But he’s old enough to be her dad,” Blair giggled. “And they’re fated mates! The GoodNovel kind!”

“Look at me. You want a piece of someone? Come at me, damn it.” 466 spun and snarled, showing off sharp fangs as rage twisted his normally handsome face into something terrifying. He looked like someone out of control and filled with such hatred that he wanted to kill. He crouched into a fighting stance. The doctor slid along the wall to get away from him and rushed toward the doorway. Moon allowed him to go, intent on attacking his Species opponent instead. The male nurse backed into Joy and dropped the uncapped syringe on the floor in his haste to escape the danger. He turned his head toward her, his eyes panic-stricken.