The Lycan King Novels & Stories

It's really hard and very strange just to think that she could be from the company I feel like I want to kill her but there is something inside me that feels that I would never be able to do this if it really was like this. He got up from her side and quickly went to the window looking out at the sky, then muttered: What am I really going to do then! I'm Ayden, the king of the Lycans, I can't think of anything, not only that, but I'm confused between right and wrong. I can overlook right and wrong. I've been fooled by the bond before and thought I had a mate but this time it's completely different I feel something built inside me since I saw her eyes that looked like the black of the night.

And his chest rumbled with a deep growl as Evren nodded to his question. “Good,” Lachlan growled, a sense of satisfaction spreading through his nerves as he moved from where he was to stand directly behind the omega. “I will teach you,” The Lycan King declared, a sense of depravity settling in his bones as the thought of being able to corrupt Evren. The Lycan King was depraved and ruthless, but even he didn’t know how much joy it would bring him to know that this omega before him did not know about sex before he was brought to the King.

“Let me introduce you to King Alaric Anjou the Third. The King of all humans, werewolves, and magical creatures alike.” I nodded slowly, tracing the lines of the drawing. He looked so much like Lucien it made my skin crawl. “So he’s of French stock, too?” I asked, trying to keep my voice casual while admiring the picture. “Is that all you have to say?” Vivienne asked, her tone dripping with disappointment. “What did you want me to say?” I shot back. “I don't know—show that you're impressed! I just found out that the entity inside of you slept with the Lycan King himself. I cracked the code, Seraphina!” She threw her hands up in the air as if she had just won a

But as he violently pounded my pussy from behind, my mind was no longer on the man behind me. I had a new target now. The Lycan King. King Lyall was far more powerful than Kane. The very first time I laid eyes on him in the courtyard, I had been utterly conquered by the raw masculine power radiating from him. The King's cock had to be enormous, and there was no doubt he could fuck for hours. If I ever ended up in his bed, I'd probably lose my mind from the pleasure. But the physical pleasure wasn't even the most crucial part. More importantly, he was Ren’s mate. Anyone Ren liked, I would steal away!

Her hands trailed my face, fascinated at it. " A lycan," I explained. " I am the lycan king, Larry" A gasp escaped her lips, her eyes white as she stared at me. " I didn't know... I didn't..." as though she had finally gotten her senses back, she shoved me aside. " Let me go!" Her hands peeled off mine as she tried to stand upright only for her knees to buckle to the ground, but I caught her before she could. " Let me" I implored. " Don't tell me you were going to kill yourself because of your sister and your fiancé?" I questioned.

Its majestic yet terrifying appearance was hidden in the darkness, yet their aura was too immense to ignore. Is he the real beast that was said to abuse women before devouring them whole? “P-Please," I pleaded. The beast chuckled and my breath was hitched in my throat when he stepped into the light and I saw his form. Lycans are more powerful and ruthless than werewolves. It is also said that they are mostly members of the royal family—the highest and most powerful creatures in this world. “Please don't kill me.” “Hmm, but you look tempting begging me like this.”he replied in his guttural voice that sent a terrifying shiver down my spine.

I buried my face in my chest Maybe we should check, let's rip her clothes off to see if she's hiding a tail somewhere,” she ordered. I prayed fervently, hoping someone would come to my aid. “That's enough “ a deep voice cuts through the room. It was Wesley Blackwood, the Lycan king, the most feared monster among all kinds. “I mean, no one dares lay a hand on her,” he commanded. His steps were heavy as he walked towards us. My heart almost jumped out of my throat when I saw him emerge from the shadows.

Their hair was wet, their clothes have patches of water droplets, but all in all, they looked clean. “Your turn, love.” – he muttered She frowned. It was the first time he called her that. “What did you just call me?” “I called you love.” She smiled. Couldn’t help it. “I know you’re no longer my queen anymore, but you’re still my love.” She leaned in closer to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. What has happened to the Lycan king? How come the spoils of war has left him with a sweet bone? “On that note, I’ll go wash myself clean then, love.”

I laughed, "What King?" On hearing my voice her eyes raised to mine. "The Lycan king of course." She replied. "I didn't realise that there were two Lycan Kings. Beta Cenat." I smiled. "In case you don't know, this is the supreme ruler of the entire Lycanthropy, Lycan King Adrian Grey." Cenat said. Her eyes went white in fear, "Forgive me your highness." I grabbed her by the shirt, "I don't mind torturing girls, I can take your life now and no one would question me."

He only comes sometimes because he doesn’t think it makes any sense for him to come halfway around the world for the meetings but he doesn’t really like any one of us and again, I don’t mean to say this but I think it is a race thing. Alan is very powerful too. Even more so than Dylan. There is only one pack in Africa and he is the Alpha. You want to know how many werewolves are in Africa? So fucking many and he heads over them all. In the rest of the continents, there is a pack in city and stuff so it doesn’t get too much but he is controlling over three hindered thousand werewolves. Whoo. King shit. Huh. I know right.