Abomination Novel Novels & Stories

Kevin’s injuries weren’t as deep as Noah’s but the length of it was more than the damage a werewolf would cause. “What the hell were those things?” I wondered out loud. “They didn’t seem like humans or werewolves. They were like an abomination.” “Maybe they are,” Janine sighed. “The amount of damage they caused on this guy should have killed him. It’s a miracle he’s still alive. Still, I’ve never seen something like that my entire life.” “It’s not normal.” I whispered as if saying it out loud will draw the attentions of the others to me. “They weren’t normal. I don’t think they had a consciousness or will of their own.”

he spits the words, expression then twisting into something far more sinister. “I’m going to save you, Diana”, and then in a softer voice, persuading, “And then we can start over.” My full attention snaps back to him. There it is again. That word. Abomination. Until not too long ago, I had been called that too. An abomination. A freak of nature. And now, here Magnus is, calling my mate—Dominicus—my wonderful, strong, perfect mate, the same thing. For what? For suffering from a condition beyond his control?

decided to dose me and Caleb instead. I never would have expected that sweet, shy boy to be that two-faced. Thinking back on the night made my ears heat up. No wonder this world was based on a smutty novel. But I brought a man home. Travis was probably going to throw me out for good. He had extreme cleanliness standards. The fact that he didn’t kick us out last night was already miraculous. I changed into the most conservative outfit I owned and tiptoed out of my room. Travis was sitting on the couch, expression unreadable. The place was spotless. Caleb was gone.

While Remy and I were bickering, Apocalypse had dealt with the sisters and was helping Antone now. I was done waiting. I side stepped Remy as I moved toward the siblings and Apocalypse. However, before I could take over ten steps, a big black monstrous beast ran past me. Remy! He went directly for Antone's neck. Remy was right, Antone was frozen for a few seconds as he surprised him by attacking. Yet it wasn’t enough to distract him. Antone threw Finn against the stone wall on the other side of the hall. As he was now fighting Remy.

The heavy glass of the balcony doors didn't shatter; it disintegrated into fine, white powder. Two men stepped into the room. They weren't wolves. They weren't human. They were tall, gaunt, and dressed in robes of blindingly white silk that seemed to glow with an inner radiance. Their faces were obscured by silver masks that lacked eyes—only smooth, polished metal where a gaze should be. "The Abomination," one of them spoke. His voice didn't sound like it came from a throat; it sounded like the grinding of stones. "The Silver Spark that threatens the Great Night."

His face was half-covered in bone—like a mask welded to his skin—and behind him surged a new army. Not wolves. Not even monsters. Abominations. Grotesque mockeries of wolves, twisted by forbidden magic. Their bodies hunched, spines broken in unnatural ways, their fur patchy and matted with rot. Some walked on two legs. Others dragged their limbs like broken marionettes. Their eyes glowed with a sick green light. Their breath hissed with acidic vapor, melting the grass where they walked. And among them— I saw Lana. Or… what was left of her.

she ambled backwards, still maintaining eye contact. “Lupomancer. Half werewolf, half Melbringer. An abomination.” Her voice was laced with venom. “A disruption to the natural order. A contradiction that shouldn’t exist.” Abomination. The word replayed in my mind, sharp and chilling. That was the same thing my doppelgänger called me. Hearing it again in reality and not in a dream made me feel worse. I felt like the ground beneath me had cracked open, springing up everything I thought I had kept hidden.

Damon said softly. The werewolf began to laugh, his choked cackles echoing through the entire room, bouncing off the walls and returning to them. “That will never happen…” Abel wheezed. “Talk all you like, but we… are a divine creation…just like humans. I don’t know what you did to yourself… but you are NOTHING… but an ABOMINATION!” The words rolled off the Hunter like water over stone, and with another slashing motion from him, Abel’s head rolled to the floor, the echoes of his scream in the air.

The thoughts in my head are overwhelming. I knew nothing good could have come from getting to know Austin and his brothers. Why did I ever agree to sleep with them? Why did I ever allow them to come into my life? They only cause drama. Well, I should have known it would happen. Because every single romance novel that has something to do with werewolves, vampires, or any mystical creature never ends well. The girl that is permanently stuck in the middle is always the one to get her heart broken or even killed.

Whooze! The unknown attack hit the thick hide abomination. Its body started to convulse before a painful roar let out from its mouth like it was trying to resist something within its body. In a moment the abomination starts to smile sweetly if one could call two rows of a mouth full of sharp teeth and fangs that are ready to tear muscle out of the human body a sweet smile. Then the smile from the thick hide eyeless abomination could be called sweetest as it could muster. The abomination starts to saunter seductively toward Zeus like a female who tried to give a hint toward the one they like.