Zenless Zone Zero Von Lycaon Novels & Stories

My Lycan took a step forward, muscles still tense, waiting for movement. Then I saw him. Zane stood there, at the front of the cave. His sword hung loosely in his hand, his body covered in dust and blood. His eyes found mine. For a second, neither of us moved. “Zane,” my Lycan growled, low and rough. He looked at me, breathing hard, his voice hoarse. “Jessica.” That was the last thing I heard before everything went black.

She announced reluctantly, stepping back slowly while Lyceon looked at her blankly. But suddenly his dark eyes sharpened as He snarled at her before sprinting towards her abruptly. Allison's eyes widened and before she could say or do anything, Lyceon growled as his claws elongated. In the next second He clutched the neck of the young vampire pushing him backwards who was about to attack Allison from behind.

He looks at me in shock "ANSWER ME" - I shout "Let’s go to my room and talk" - he says I am losing my shit, I can still hear her voice saying she pleased him, she touched him, I feel something inside of me take over, I feel pain and I fall on the floor and I scream. He kneels next to me "Stay calm baby, your wolf is trying to come out" I scream in pain and when I notice he is looking at me with a smirk on his face and he turns into a massive black and grey wolf. He bumps his head against mine and he links to me "Welcome to the pack my Luna"

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

“Welcome to the Silver Moon territory.” She met my gaze steadily, her expression unreadable. “Thank you for allowing me entry, Rykor,” she replied coolly, though there was a tremor of unease in her voice. I nodded, taking in her defiant posture and the guarded pain in her eyes. “Of course. Follow me. I’ll show you around.” As we walked through the lush greenery that surrounded the estate, I caught glimpses of my pack members watching us from a distance—eyes wide with curiosity and apprehension. The stories of the Luna of Death were not easily forgotten, and her presence here was nothing short of a marvel.

“How about we fight? You and me.” “I don’t have time to deal with you.” “Oh, come on… Are you afraid of losing again, Ly? Don’t be a coward. Or… Are you afraid you’ll turn into that monster and kill your friend?” He stared at Zaiden for a moment, then turned to Lyall. “Just like you killed Ray?” Before Lyall could reply, Zaiden was already standing between them. Ced laughed, growing louder and louder. “Zaiden... You're quite talented, but unfortunately, you're only here as Lycaon's substitute babysitter. It's very concerning.” He shook his head.

Pushing back against the Lycans, I sprinted towards her, a streak of fur and determination. But the Outstanding Lycan, undeterred by my advancement, intercepted me with blinding speed. His crimson eyes bore into mine, a chilling calmness settling upon his face. "You're too late, Levi," he sneered. "By the time you reach her, she'll be nothing but a memory." A surge of desperation coursed through me, lending strength to my limbs. With a primal roar, I launched myself at the Outstanding Lycan, our bodies colliding in a furious clash. Claws met claws, teeth clashed against teeth as we fought for dominance.

Her heartbeat matched his. Elder Valkor stepped forward, staff in hand. “The Moon Mother smiles upon this night. Under her gaze, two souls become one.” The village howled, a chorus rising into the sky. Nicolas stepped close, gently cupping Zaiya’s face. “From this moment, you are mine, and I am yours. Nothing can tear us apart.” Zaiya smiled, fingers brushing his jaw. “Forever, my love.” He leaned in, pressing a kiss to her forehead, then lowered his mouth to her neck. His fangs slid out, clean and precise. His bite burned—flesh and soul alike.

The soft lights fall on her, creating an enchanting sensation which can make anyone crazy. But he can’t help staring at those eyes. Those mesmerizing eyes. Her one deep hazel eye holds warmth and kindness while her other eye is a passionate shade of green, as if alluding to her quiet determination. Her high cheekbones and delicate jawline gives her an innocent charm. She slowly takes a long sip from her glass as she smiles radiantly. A human? He wonders. He can’t sense any wolf in her but he frowns when he smells something else. It’s faint, almost negligible to normal werewolves but to himself. He can’t pinpoint what it is but something tells him that this girl is not an ordinary human. And

Aeron is already pacing and for a second, I let out a chuckle. “What’s so funny?” Aeron asks. “If this is a long labour then you might actually learn some patience for once.” I reply. Cain laughs but Aeron just shakes his head and then another contraction hits and I flinch feeling like it’s some sort of karma. “It won’t be a long labour, Luna.” Axel says. “Not with Lycans.” I look from him to Lexie who’s giving a sympathetic smile. “What does that mean?” “It’s just not how it goes.”