Von Lycaon Novels & Stories

Ryan asked, trying to keep up a defiant face but I could see that he was going weak. Interesting!!! "Hmmm, why do you have so many prisoners?." The man questioned again, staring at the vastness of the dungeon. "You haven't answered my god damned question!!." Ryan scowled and the man looked at him for a few seconds before heaving a sigh. " That should tell you that they are nonsensical and irrelevant questions that aren't worthy of an answer but nonetheless if you want to know... I'll tell you. I'm Lycan King Kye Blackwood, leader of the lycanthropy. " He said and a gasp escaped Ryan's lips while I just giggled in ecstasy.

“Nothing like that. Don’t—Lyall!!" Lyall ran away. He transformed into a wolf, bit his bag, and ran as fast as he could. Lycaon transformed too. He tried to chase after Lyall. “Lyall! Stop!” Lycaon mindlinked Lyall. But Lyall quickly deactivated the mindlink. Lycaon managed to align himself with Lyall. Lycaon growled at Lyall, but Lyall didn't stop running. Lycaon ran faster and stopped right in front of Lyall, making him stop immediately. Lyall growled angrily, baring his sharp teeth. Lycaon growled even louder. But Lyall wouldn't give in, causing Lycaon to roar loudly. His roar made Lyall's body tremble instantly. His body automatically ducked. But it didn't last long. Lyall lunged at his

Please, your dad - he made me promise I would get a message to you. I don’t stop. I’m tearing through bushes, jumping across logs, weaving through trees. I want to block him out. But I don’t. The Lycaon, they’re on the packlands. They’re calling in more of them. You can’t fight them all!, he links again. The Lycaon, named after an ancient Greek king, a sadistic f*cker who offered his son up willingly to Zeus. Now, the name of an elite group of werewolves made up of assassins, gifted wolves, and ex-military guns for hire.

They had bases all over the world, even in the territory of the strongest wolf pack in the West, the Evergreen Pack. If I hadn’t acted in time, one could only imagine the damage they would’ve done. However, this was the Pacific Sea. Even a fly couldn’t slip through the Lycans scrutiny without showing proper documentation. So how? “Obviously, there’s a mole. It would explain why Selene bond our soul to their Commander.” Zaria sounded a bit despondent. “Do you think…” She began.

NEXKOX_KNOX inside of Lyca's body I woke up feeling energized this morning. I tested the capabilities of Lyca's body and discovered that she possesses a shield, which is now embedded in her necklace. I attempted to remove it, but it seems that the necklace recognizes its true owner. Additionally, Lyca has the extraordinary powers of telekinesis, planter, and drifter. It's astonishing how a small wolf can possess such extraordinary abilities. Typically, wolves have only one to three powers, and it's unprecedented for them to exceed that limit. If they do, their own powers can consume them.

” It comes out as a very low whisper and I know even with the Lycaon’s bat hearing, she couldn't have heard what I said. As we are seating very close, I see her pupils dilate and I am filled with terror. Her green eyes flash a golden yellow and I fear I may have said something wrong. I shrink backwards and brace myself for whatever was coming next. I didn't know what to do or say anything. She moves in closer to me and I begin to tremble. Her expression is unreadable and she looks too calm. ”Volk Lycaon is the reason you ate?” Her voice comes in a slow timbre and I am torn between nodding and shaking my head. I do not know what to tell her so I stare blankly. She repeats the question and I n

Christopher went to round up the other vampires to let them know it was time to go while Kingston rushed off to do god knows what. "The lycans from the Lycania kingdom are said to have the most skilled fighters. If they can groom the boy and make him stronger then so be it. I will leave him to the fleas if it means he comes back home a man. I cannot believe I fathered a child so weak," Tomas complained. "Let's just get out of this zoo. My throat is getting parched."

"Now, this night might end up well and bad. We do not know. I have seen nothing concerning this night and I do not know why Lyca has suddenly decided to be quiet about it." Lyca was the spirit they worshipped. He was the first Werewolf to ever exist and had paved the way for future Werewolves by sacrificing his soul to the moon. And this way, Werewolves could pray to him for good luck and safety. He was an intermediary to the Moon goddess, Luna.

She had learned in the kennels that reacting to cruelty only invited more, so she lifted her chin and met Varya's gaze without flinching. "I have a wolf," Lyra said quietly. "Two, actually. But I do not owe you a demonstration." Varya's eyes widened for just a fraction of a second before her sneer returned. "Two wolves? Now I know you are lying. No one has two wolves. Not even Lycans." Kael's hand found Lyra's, and he squeezed it gently. "She is not lying. I have felt them both through the bond. The moon goddess has blessed her with a power we have not seen in centuries, and you would do well to show her the respect she deserves."

Alec sat there for a while raising his eyes and attempting to search his infinite stored knowledge. “Vaguely. Wait is it the story of King Lycaon?” He asked me and I nodded enthusiastically. “King Lycaon was cursed by the gods for his betrayal. After being turned to a Lycan during the blue moon, the only time that he was allowed his human self. He would kidnap other supernatural creatures and breed hybrids. He would inject the venom of a werewolf into that of a vampire and vice versa. He would take other properties like blood and semen. He was bound and determined that he would find a cure. During his experience he had discovered that if he crossed a werewolf with a vampire you could have pr