Von Lycaon Novels & Stories

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.

She was serious, “What are you?” I was still a little surprised but I answered, this time, more confidently. “I’m a lycan,” I was so nervous though. It’s like that feeling when a little kid transfers schools and has to introduce himself in front of the whole class which is basically just a bunch of scary-looking strangers. “A lycan?” She raised her brows at me, “What’s a lycan?” “It’s like a werewolf,” Portia answered for me, “But they’re bigger and stronger and walk on two legs.” Jena looked back at her with a flabbergasted expression which was mixed with a lot of disgust.

William groaned, as the spell must be really making him uncomfortable. "Sleep for a while, baby." I said as I put him to sleep. I feel bad for my son. Levitra is really a bitch for doing this to my son! She might have really waited for her chance to plant this with us, who are the only healers allowed to enter Lycan territory. Levitra is addicted to Lycan's flesh. I think the number of lycans that fell victim to her hands couldn't be counted by fingers anymore.

John sat down on a fallen log and motioned for me to sit beside him. “Tonight is a full moon, Mercy. There’s something important I need to tell you.” I nodded, listening intently. “What is it?” He looked at me, his eyes serious. “Did you ever learn about werewolves and their connection to the moon?” Their? I shook my head, my curiosity piqued. “Not really. I mean, I know that we are connected to the moon, but I never really knew why.” John smiled faintly. “Well, that’s because the moon, Selene, known in a lot of places as Luna, or the head Luna of us all, and her movement, cycle and emotion is just like the way the moon is. Which means that the moon is one of the physical representations of

she still asked softly. "Why, my dear?" Sonya asked in surprise, repeating her question. "Well, you found out the answer last night, did you not? Lycaons are roaming the area - disturbing families in their homes. They're hunting for something. Or someone." Yes. Me. Mara wanted to say, but she had a feeling Old Sonya already knew that, like she seemed to know everything else, so Mara turned to another question that she had. "Lycaons?" Mara repeated the foreign-sounding name. She'd never heard the term before.

As he held me down, ignoring my protests, the door kicked open and before I was able to piece two and two together, the waiter was yanked away from me in the twinkle of an eye. I turned my head to the side to see what was happening, the Lycan was here? Wait, what? He towered over the waiter who was now pressed against a wall, and he was throwing endless punches at him. The waiter was helpless as the Lycan was much more bigger and powerful, "what the fuck are you doing to her?!" The Lycan asked angrily, throwing punches with all his might, not stopping once until the waiter slid to the floor in an unconscious state.

’ Solar spoke softly and was surprised when I agreed instantly, ‘I’m not stupid, Solar, I know I cannot fight him alone. We have to work together.’ The Lycan Wolf would have grinned if it were possible for such a creature to do so. I reached deep inside myself for the immense power that had lain dormant since my birth. I stood still, closing my eyes and using my other senses to locate the Vampyre Prince, ‘Clever little wolf.’ His voice was silky, soft, hypnotically surrounding her like warm honey,

The one that used to melt me. The Elder raised the ceremonial dagger and the crowd hushed. “It is time,” he declared, “for the future Alpha to claim his Luna.” My pulse pounded as I stepped forward. Ready. waiting to hear my name. But... “Vivienne Blackwell.” For a second, I thought I’d misheard. The crowd gasped. I froze. In fact, my world froze and tilted. Vivianne— the daughter of the Lycan chairman walked gracefully from the front row, every single eye in the room followed her as she wore that big smile that made my stomach turn, like she’d been expecting this moment all her life.

"Although built like and possessing greater strength than beastly creatures, Lycans are creatures of peace and nature. Our Land is evidence of that. We possess no magic, but our Land is magical." "Possess no magic? Don't Lycans have the ability to control the four elements?" "Elemental abilities are different from magic. Creatures of nature are naturally blessed with abilities connected to nature. It was the moon goddess's will to make us that way. That's why Lycans are seen as a double threat—to creatures of magic and to Shape shifters."

If someone were to walk in they’d see the way he pinned me to the wall, our chests heaving in tandem, and would likely assume the worst. I sucked in a ragged breath as he removed his hand, only the air was thick with his scent. It rushed right to my head, coaxing a whine from my lips that I barely managed to smother in time. Lycans were a vicious, brutal race. I knew that as well as I knew my own name, yet nothing could’ve prepared me for the half-brothers from hell. The blast should’ve broken your spine. Ryker’s eyes were dark with rage, yet I thought I saw something within them falter. It lasted but a split second, a fraction of a moment.