Scyphozoa Code Lyoko Novels & Stories

| • Penelope’s POV This man deserved the title “The Beast of Lycos.” His presence devoured everything, the air, my voice, even my thoughts. One look, and I forgot who I was supposed to be. My voice came out dry and soft as I was entangled under the large expanse of his body. My fingers clawed the coiling snake tattoo on his right arm, as he continued to kiss my lips like it was the only delicious thing he had ever tasted.

Kaelen swung a massive piece of quartz like a club, but the Omega-Prime caught it with one hand and crushed it into dust. ​Leo struck the creature’s chest-plate with his amber gauntlet, but the obsidian armor absorbed the energy, turning the amber light into a dull, agonizing purple feedback. ​"You are fighting the ocean with a cup, Leo Vane," the Omega-Prime said, its voice a mechanical drone. "I am powered by the very Resonance you tried to save in the Extraction Zone. Every breath your pack takes only makes me stronger." ​Leo realized the trap. The creature was a "Siphon." It was feeding on the collective Resonance of the two hundred shifters in the Labyrinth. The more they fought, the mo

Lyra Lyra sprawled on the ground, her hands scrambling against the damp earth. A sleek wild cat, the size of a german shepard, circled her. Its eyes glowed, an eerie mix of gold and green. The creature's fur blended seamlessly with local vegetation, a muted, tawny color that made it hard to see until it had been nearly on top of her. It shimmered unnaturally in the rain, shifting in ways that weren’t natural, jerking in and out of sync with reality. Scarlike markings marred its muscles, tracing pulsating, runic patterns through its fur.

He really doesn't have anywhere else to spend them. Hence he provides for the little pack members even if they have parents who can comfortably provide for them. But he had a few rules. After becoming a teenager, the little pack members must get a job. The goal was to make them feel more independent. "You are right. What do you want to do? What are your educational qualifications?" He asked because he couldn't decide something without knowing her qualifications.

Still, I had to do this, before I changed my mind. I started over, my gaze fixed on hers after I’d issued an additional command for her not to look away. “I, Adam Bond, King of all the Lycans wish to formally re – ow!” At that precise moment a wasp chose to sting me on the ear. It didn’t live long afterwards. “Are you hurt?” It was the younger of the two who asked.

Shaking his head, Lyceon tilted his head and pulled his bottom lip behind his teeth and it broke into a grin which screamed death. “You really tried to do a pup thing and you failed. Now now, let me do YOUR thing, deadmeat.” Lyceon rasped and the next thing happened his claws extended and He penetrated sharply and violently onto his victim's chest, Piercing through his flesh all the way into his heart and plucking the damn dead thing out of his system before tossing his mute and useless body away. Lyceon hummed looking at the blood dripping heart and turned to see the other mate while grinning and crushing it in his palm. The blood gushed out of his flesh filled fist.

He left my side briefly and returned with a small bowl filled with liquid. "Take and drink," he said as he shoved the bowl under my nose. He withdrew at once, grinning widely. The liquid was a bit milky with some dirt at the bottom. When I shook it slightly, the chalky particles rose to the surface and a funky smell filled the air. It wasn't the water that had been given to me. Alarmed, I spilt the contents of the bowl and its wasted droplets went in different directions. The entire troop of lycans sniggered wildly, some hooting and howling in intervals.

the child giggled. "I like them too," I giggled as I noticed one of them pushing their head under my palm. "Mongrel wants you to pet him." I rubbed his head and he purred, "Good boy, Mongrel," I cooed. "So, Skully is dead," Declan let out. "I'm glad. He was a wicked bastard." "Yes, but we must destroy his phylactery. It's an item that a Lich uses to store their life force." Cedella explained. "Skully was a cleric mage, so for him to become a Lich he had to forge a phylactery."

“It’s not a forbidden sorcery, brother. Rest assured. It will not stir the order in Erganiv. I will be held responsible if I put this domain in danger. And as for the wolf nation, don’t you think this is the best time to reclaim it?” Lord Azhir hardly shook his head. “They are autonomous for a reason. We don’t meddle with their affair unless the security of Gwiazda is at risk. It’s peaceful in their territory now. Leave them alone.” “As you wish, brother. But the female in my possession will serve me. She is not an Alsacheri but a Lycan.” “If she can replace your mate, do whatever you want.” Drite scoffed. “Remina is irreplaceable.”

"You are the wolves right and I guess you heard my call well the beast I'd currently not available '. He said and Sharon shot the phone off his hand. " the beast is far away from here and you'll never find him." Oscorb said moving backward. She swiftly pressed a button on the Wall. Three Lycans dropped down from the Huge tube above their heads and a sticky green liquid dropped down. The three Lycan charged toward the girls and Oscorb took to his heel. Elsa slides under the leg of one of the Lycan and went after Oscorb. Sharon dodges the claw punch of one of them and forces her toe claw into its stomach.