Twilight Lich Novels & Stories

It feels like faith is telling him that he doesn’t deserve the title or any privilege of being a werewolf Lich trembled in anger when he witnessed the bloody girl with her one-sided fight. What will he do to stop the rampaging girl? What CAN he do to stop her from killing his men? It takes hundreds of years to gather this many souls, he can’t just let a little girl destroy his creation The scream of the eagle echoed in the entire place when Jeniel finally decided that she will just break out through force and nothing else Finally noticing the other being, Lich ordered his man to cut the eagles’ wing and the undead heed. The scream became louder and Ren can’t hold himself back anymore “big si

The chant grew louder. Older. The kind that had been outlawed by every pack after the Blood Moon Wars. “Astrid Woods,” Lucian intoned, “vessel of the Luna’s Echo—” I tackled him, slamming him into the ground. “SHUT UP!” He kicked me off with inhuman strength—far stronger than a normal wolf. His eyes glowed silver. He had already been marked. Not by the god— but by Lilith’s rites. By witchblood. He shoved me back with a force that knocked me into a tree.

I had no idea something so sparkly could be so intimidating "Tiernan has long been accepted into this court, and I will not be disgraced by listening to him defend his place here. He is a Twilight fairy, Torquil. You know that and have embraced it up until the moment you saw him embracing my daughter." "Don't you think she should be with a true Twilight fairy?" Torquil asked instead of conceding. "You mean like Conri?" I smirked; earning a nasty look from both Torquil and Tiernan. "What? He's a bargest, right? That's one of the few true Twilight races." "A lesser race." Torquil frowned, completely confused and completely ignorant of his elitist attitude. "He's not a Twilight sidhe."

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

His heart pounded hard in his chest. He sat up, glancing out the rear window to check if Lucian’s car was following—but didn’t find it. “They’re not behind us!” Ethan snapped at the driver. “Hey!” “They’re heading somewhere else. We’re going to stay at a lodge,” Twilight replied. “You need to trust Eric.” Ethan frowned, suddenly realizing something. “You're… here?” “Yeah.” He frowned harder. “Don’t tell me you’re—” “A werewolf? Yeah, I am. It’s complicated,” Twilight said, and Ethan’s face twisted in shock. “The driver and guards with us are also wolves.”

She clutched at her coat, her fingers trembling slightly as she kept pace with the others. Bringing up the rear was Lycidas, a warlock with the blood of mountain werewolves in his veins. His rugged features were softened by a perpetual smirk, and his eyes sparkled with mischief and a deep intelligence. Lycidas was the one who everyone trusted with the most important task of performing the spell to open the portal to the underworld, using the Eldershard Crystal that they were trying to find to give his magic the boost it needs to send the demon back to its realm, the underworld. His confidence was a stark contrast to Elena’s anxiety, and his easy demeanor provided a much-needed counterbalance

I can tell it’s her, can feel her body against mine, and smell her sweet scent, but when I open my eyes, searching for her mismatched ones, I’m met instead with two deep crimson irises; the stormy grey colour she inherited from her father nowhere to be found. Her blood is more potent, more powerful, and the taste is slightly different; she’s still a werewolf, but her human half is different, there’s something else there… She’s a vampire. I’m momentarily stunned by this realization; her magic still courses through her, making her a tribrid, a creature only ever written about, speculated about, but never proven a reality. I need to know how, why, but at the moment all I want is her.

"Though even I would bump into someone if I kept my head down like I was looking for pennies." Betty froze. She looked up and found herself staring into the silver, mischievous eyes of Adam. The Lycan Twins were a myth at Brentwood Academy. While everyone else sat in crowded classrooms, the heirs to the throne had private classes and tutors in the restricted wing of the library. They were gods walking among mortals. Betty glanced past Adam and saw the second twin. Aiden was leaning against a black, multi-million dollar sports car, his arms folded over his broad chest.

– I use my Alpha tone “That doesn’t work with me Alpha, you can use that tone of voice as much as you like, I am not a wolf, and I don’t obey you” The council has one member of each species, I command our council, we have one representative from the wolves, one from the vampires, one from the angels, one from the demons, one from the humans and we have one from the witches. Why the fuck would they want her seat? “You know that Lorena is the voice of the Witches” – I say

That led to extinction of the wild creatures. "That can't be true, royalties are the only ones who are able to read that, Sylvia." Bella utters with confusion marked at her face. "They're the Lycans" I said with my low voice slowly stroking the book. I got so intrigued that I wanted to know more information about them.