Romans & histoires Underworld: Rise Of The Lycans

Lucian has changed a lot after his shift after the first few shifts now it had become. He did not know for sure when the boys said he looked like the one straight from the underworld movies. He researched on the internet and every search pointed towards Lycan. He could now shift at will unlike mentioned in those sites. As for the bloodlust on full moons, he ate the raw meat Amanda stocked up for him. Though he across a few wild animals during his run, he never felt the urge to hunt them down.

“Under the moon, under the sun. Over the land and under the sea. You will love each other and be able to link. No one can sever your bond with the exception of the two of you…” Anika and Danessa sprung forward to start the battle. Neither of them could abide the couple finding marital bliss. Imagine a Hybrid and a Lycan. Anika went for the brides throat. She wrapped her claws around her throat and sliced backwards. Danessa went to rip off the grooms head. Bradford would be hers.

The beast roared and slammed Caleb into the metal floor, denting it. “It’s pointless,” the Lycan growled. “As Lycans, we are superior to werewolves.” He raised his arms. And his voice boomed like thunder. “WEREWOLVES. BOW.” A surge of ancient power radiated toward us. It was primal. Built into the supernatural hierarchy itself. Caleb’s face contorted in pain. Cameron staggered. But we didn’t fall. Nothing happened. The Lycan blinked. “What—?” Cameron smirked, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth.

I was surprised by how easily he recognized me. Turning on my heel, I tried to walk away but was trapped by him and his friends. They circled me like a group of sharks around fresh chum. When I rolled on my back, all I could see was a semi-circle of wolves standing over me, their heads obscuring the overhead lights. I was panting as they surrounded me laughing like a gaggle of hyenas. Where were Jessica and Anthony? "So, I hear that Arthur is getting married to Catherine," Kingston said in a taunting way. "He's stupid to let you go with how fine you are." He undressed me with his eyes. I forced myself to stay strong.

I said as she smiled, dragging me up to help me dress up. "I want it to be like fate, I want a love that will sweep me off my feet. Like in stories. Mysterious handsome bloodsucker who only wants to change because of me," Selene explained with a weird expression. Her eyes closed as she imagined it. Both I and Zoey looked at each other concerned. "You are living in a fantasy world, wake up," Zoey said. I couldn't help but chuckle as they both turned to look at me. "Mysterious bloodsucker? What is he? Vampire or Werewolf?" I asked amused as I chuckled more.

Zayn too transformed into his Lycan form, and as if it was totally nothing, he tore the werewolves limb by limb and decapitated them. Evelyn continued to stand there as if her legs were all of a sudden rooted to the ground. This was the first time she was actually seeing this side of him. It did more than just scaring the shit out of her, it was as if he was tainting her very soul with each blood that splashed on her. ***

It cleared the fog in my brain, even if it made my teeth rattle. Why is this even a thing? I complained to Sombra, my thoughts shivering. It’s humiliating. I’m losing my grip on reality just because of some biological urge? Who designed this disaster? Sombra’s soft laugh echoed in my mind, easing some of my irritation. "It is a cruel design," she admitted. "Lycans have a primal drive to produce heirs, to keep the bloodline from fading. It’s a much stronger instinct than what you see in common wolves. Unfortunately, when that drive hits a human vessel, it’s overwhelming. We aren't built to resist it."

“But he got greedy. He wanted more power. He wanted to rule. When he told the moon goddess about his plans, she refused. His mission on earth was over, and it was time for him to return. But he didn’t want to. Instead, he plotted to overthrow her.” Lucy paused, her eyes scanning the horizon as if searching for answers in the waves. “His plan failed, of course, and he fled to this realm. Here, he created his own race. His first creation was the Lycans. They were werewolves, but stronger, faster, and more dangerous. Everything about them was amplified. They were ten times more powerful than regular werewolves, and they became the ultimate predators. He and his descendants terrorized the werewo

“You’re alive.” Raphael’s hand weakly reached up, resting against my cheek, his eyes widening. "Your eyes…” he whispered, his fingers grazing his own face in awe. "They’re red. You… are…” “…a Lycan,” Lance completed for him, his voice filled with wonder. “She has the gift of resurrection.” But our moment of reunion was shattered by the Overlord’s enraged roar. “You…” the Overlord snarled, his face twisted in fury. “How…?”

And then she’s ramming my cock into her, all but fisting it in because I’m still limp as hell. “Fuck me,” She screams. “Fuck your mate.” And as she’s forcing this, forcing me, my Lycan roars to the surface. I’m no longer human, no longer a man. I snarl, slashing at her and she only just gets out of the way. And then I’m running, out the door, down the hall and I don’t stop.