Abomination Novel Novels & Stories

SEVENTY-NINE Anabelle could not comprehend what she was looking at. Bodies were lying everywhere, it was a terrible massacre. She could tell that Amaris was no longer holding back and was indeed doing what she promised to do, to wipe off werewolves. The smell of blood was heavy in the air and the number of bodies only seemed to increase as they drove to the pack house. Amaris had attacked the pack's centre and killed anyone she spotted. Guilt ate at Anabelle as she looked at the cadavers of people that were once so alive.

I twisted it open and gulped it down greedily, letting out a long, satisfied breath. “Idiot, Brian. I just stirred Francie up enough to drag you away. Did you really think I’d ever like you? “Filthy creep. If he awakens his lightning ability, I’d be the one suffering. No… I have to kill him early, ah—!” A sudden scream tore from my throat as I collapsed, my body convulsing violently. “Who’s there?!” A man with a dark expression stepped slowly out of the shadows. “Brian? Y-you… what are you doing here?!”

It wasn't until much later that I found out most of that money had gone straight to Derek and Chloe. I looked down at her hand on my arm. "Let go." She wouldn't. Tears kept falling. "Ryan, you can't do this. You're my flesh and blood—" I laughed. Flesh and blood? Then why had that flesh and blood spent its childhood sleeping in a space under the stairs, eating other people's leftovers, and nearly dying of a fever alone in an empty house? "Mom. You keep saying I'm your flesh and blood. Then tell me — how many ribs does a person have?"

She opened the book, "Let me tell you all about yourself and the abilities you have and the power you could possess." She picked up the book, it looked old, like some sort of book that would have a lot of spells and incantations written in it. "This book contains everything about wolves." She began as she flipped the pages, "From what wolves are, to the types, the colours, the powers, the abominations..." "I am an abomination." I said in a low voice cutting her short. "You see my dear..." She smiled, "That is where you are wrong, what you are might put you in grave danger, you are..."

If you enjoyed this book, check out my other ones available here on GoodNovel. I look forward to providing your future entertainment! At the time that I am finishing this book, I am currently finishing Full Moon Wedding. Here is a little sneak peak: An opened portal revealed a giant slimy abomination. It was twice the height of a man with several flaps of scales around a giant slobbery mouth and rows of giant unrelenting, gnashing teeth. The leathery weather worn skin was wrapped tautly around it, as if it was too big for it’s own skin.

Damon eased his tensed nature down a bit and then walked up to stand head to head with the spiritual being saying; “The humans are claiming to be a pain in the neck and I need you to help me find a way to finish them..... I have plans of unleashing an abomination on them" “And what could that abomination be?” Khenetes asked, even though he had already studied the mind of Damon to know what his request was. “I need to unleash the Brillas, coldest beast in the entire universe. I want these beasts to wreak havoc that has never been seen in the entire City, and then I come to finish up what has been started.” Damon explained.

“Unless you want your head on a spike.” She trembled with rage, but I could see the fear creeping into her eyes. “You’re a monster,” she spat. “Yes, I am,” I said, my voice cold. “I’m not like Damian. He’s calm, kind, and understanding. I’m the opposite. I’m the devil himself, Abigail. I’ve killed more people than you can imagine, and I can just as easily add you to that list if you get in my way.” Her eyes widened with terror, and she took a step back. “You’re insane.”

"Don't touch me." Her gaze sent a shiver to the man, he had never felt such fear before, until he saw Celestin. "All right, all right. I won't." He turned his back to her in fear of seeing those frightening gazes of hers again. Celestin dislike being touched the most, she doesn't know why but every time someone touches her, she feels nauseated. That's why when Athena touched her earlier she was really surprised because she didn't feel disgusted or maybe the anger she felt was so much that disgust has lost its place.

I ran down the dark and narrow alleyway, that was littered with trash. My blonde hair that had been styled to absolute perfection this morning, was now a mess blowing in the nights breeze.The September breeze was cold,but the cold was the least of my worries.. There was blood on my hands..Blood of the man that I had just married a few hours previous. Blood of the man that has been making my life a living hell for two years.

he said, placing the food in front of her. Gwen frowned at first, and then winced as flashes of memories passed through her head. Different memories that spanned decades ran through her mind, and the emotions that came along with it; fear, hatred, anger, sorrow. “I remember,” she whispered, clutching her head. “I remember everything.” “So it is true. You really are the Abomination.” The doctor said. Gwen slowly looked at him, still trying to understand what exactly was going on. “Would someone please explain just what exactly the Abomination is?” Sheryl said frustrated, breaking the silence.