The Lycan’s Queen Novels & Stories

“You beg at my feet to save you from a sixteen-year-old she-wolf?” The vampire glanced at the Dragon, realizing that he was unaware of the time gap since the massacre of his kind. “She is not sixteen, My Lord... She is twenty-six years old.” “Twenty-six?! Visenya?! Princess Visenya?! She’s sixteen years old!” “No,” the vampire gulped. “She is not a princess anymore. She is now the Lycan Queen, and she has been for the last ten years. She was sixteen when she ascended the throne, when her father slaughtered your kind... when he slaughtered your family.”

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

Isla's plan made sense if we could build up an army of true Moon Goddess followers Zeeb won't stand a chance. “The prophecy of the Lycan King begins.” Isla smiled.

She asked, "Playing?" "No, we haven't been playing," I said to her, "for some reason, I don't think she's ready for marriage. I don't even think she's ready to be claimed by me." "You're a Lycan now, right?" She asked me. "Yes, my queen." "And the Alpha of the Maelstrom kingdom as well, right?" "That's correct, my queen." "Then why is it difficult for you to make a move at a lady whom you've spent a good time of your life getting close with?" She asked.

All around her, warriors fought - wolves, men, creatures she couldn’t name. And in the center of it all stood a woman. Not just any woman. Nicola’s breath caught. The woman had her face. No. Not quite. The same high cheekbones. The same dark hair. But the eyes… the eyes were older, filled with something both terrifying and unbreakable. The First Lycan Queen. Nicola felt herself being pulled toward the vision, as if stepping into a memory that was not her own. The Queen was covered in blood, her body battered, but she stood tall. In her hand was a dagger, its blade dripping red as she faced an opponent cloaked in shadows.

I sighed, "If I only become Queen there, then what will I do? Living in the palace alone. That dusty field is not beautiful at all." Dominic laughed, his hand patting the steering wheel repeatedly. Meanwhile, Thalita was curious and asked me to take her there. How can I bring her, because we are not traveling? Bringing her is the same as me delivering her to the gate of the afterlife. "Lucan takes you to the battlefield where the Lycans will kill traitors or werewolves who don't want to submit to him. The Lycan hierarchy is very clear and ruthless. They don't hesitate to overthrow the King if the opportunity arises. Just like your father, the fierce and brave sigma did step forward to take t

"Jace! What have you and Drina been drinking from? Have you gone crazy? You are ranting about all kinds of things here. What exactly is going on here?" Jace turns to Drina. "I wish I could offer you the answers to your questions, Alpha King," he points out. "Tonight I experience that your mate is a Lycan and the daughter of a royal couple I have never heard of." Both men now turn back to Drina. "The Luna Queen is the only one who can bring on suit the limbo. My mind cannot comprehend everything," Jace indicates, staring at Drina. The latter is beginning to grow impatient now. She is here on a mission and the men are taking up too much of her time.

I smiled, cold and royal and nothing like the girl he rejected. “War begins at dawn,” I mouthed back. Because it does. For Elias. For my crown. For the five years I spent learning that ‘wolfless’ doesn’t mean ‘powerless.’ It means ‘Lycan.’ And the Lycan Queen has returned.

"You and Arman have been lying to Elisha all this time? Why shouldn't you be honest with her? The sooner, the better! This is madness!" Madeline pushed me hard, and Beth helped me get up and said, "Madeline, I have never raised you to be so cruel and dishonest!" "Oh, really, Beth?" laughed Madeline. "I'm the last Lycan girl in my family, and I won't let a human girl like her easily take my place. I own Arman, and I am the only queen he has ever had. Every pack of werewolves still calls me their Lycan Queen!"

Alana watches us from her mate Ulric's side, he begins scolding her and I shake my head. "It's ok Ulric, she was only asking, she is just curious not being disrespectful. Yes, my mate Queen Liliana is a lycan, she's also twin sister to Queen Raven of the Bloodwrath Kingdom, and our Goddess of Life. I expect our people to treat her with the utmost respect. My mate King Ryder, is a hybrid, and Alpha of New Moon, he fought for his title and deserves the respect of his kingdom. If I ever hear anyone in my court disrespect or threaten his safety, you will answer to me." I am quick to make sure my advisors understand that my mates aren't to be messed with.