All Creatures Great And Small Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You are all pawns in my game. Isn’t that right, Artemis.” We look to Artemis, some of us pleading with our eyes, some of us glaring at her angrily, “No, this has never been my game. I created my creatures with heart and soul, not to be entertainment for you. You turned this into a game once you created your blood-sucking filth.”

Chris hissed. “We are fucking bored.” Mykynzye replied. “That doesn’t mean you start creating creatures.” Chris countered. “Hey, at least our creations on are cute and harmless. Unlike two people that should remain nameless who created a species that went on a mass killing spree and ended up spreading a weird ass disease around. Uncle Hades had to fix their creatures while we had to deal with the ones that were affected with the weird ass disease.” Kaelayni pointed out.

“Then what are you?” The creature paused. “THE WITNESS.” Elara frowned. “The witness to what?” “To every creation.” A massive eye opened above them. “To every world.” Another eye appeared. “To every possibility.” Then thousands of eyes opened throughout the darkness. “And to every creator who believed they were alone.” Elara's blood ran cold. “You've been watching us.” “Yes.” “Why?” “Because creation always ends the same way.” The creature's voice became quieter. “The creator becomes afraid of what they created.”

Hey everyone, it's been a while since you last heard from me. I have been doing great between Starmainia, Bluestoria, and the rest of the Crites on this planet. I am still the wild Jessblue you all know and love. I have yet to find love or another mate again. LD will always be the heart and love of my life. No one could ever fill that void. I have accepted this reality, and I am okay knowing I could never love another Bampire. However, this does not stop me from having all the wild and incredible sex a Bampire can have. Whether I mind fuck you or fuck you, I'm having a wild ride. What can I say? Who does not want a little bit of me in their life? Anyway, since Cristina has been gone, guess w

It was a revelation that left her spellbound. Astrid's journey through the pages began with the Werewolves, the very first Supernatural creatures, conceived by the Moon goddess Serene, whose celestial name is Luna. Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past.

I can feel Alex's aura fluctuate, worried about my statement. "There are hundreds, even thousands of creatures in the world: gods, monsters, angels, among others... But do you know which is the strangest creature ever created?" I asked rhetorically. "Humans." I remained quiet for a few seconds to organize my thoughts so that Alex could understand... So that my companions could understand, as I know they are listening.

"Let's see some dryad ass! Give us the siren!" "Yeah, quit jerkin' us around, Drew! I wanna see some succubus pussy! " "DJ said she's like a quarter elf or something!" Mousy—I mean, Drew—squeaked, pointing at me as I tried to get momentum enough to pull off a Teddy. What was I, a zoo animal? "See her eyes! They're all types of fucked up!"

But my curiosity is piqued, and I resist her suggestion, determined to linger a while longer amidst the garden's allure. "I prefer to stay," I counter, my resolve firm. With a resigned sigh, Calia relents, her expression betraying a hint of concern. "It's not safe," she insists, her words laced with urgency. "Especially near the woods." Before I can respond, a chorus of high-pitched squeals fills the air, accompanied by a sudden eruption of green smoke that billows forth, causing me to cough and shield my nose with the sleeve of my dress. Through the haze, I glimpse a swarm of peculiar creatures – miniature beings resembling pixies, yet lacking in limbs, their tadpole-like forms darting fran

said Taiya, “but my knowledge is not as extensive as a Jivanaar healer.” “Anything at all would be useful. Thank you.” Taiya inclined her head. “What about the large beast I saw?” said Keyla. “Is there a chance it could be somehow connected to these small creatures?” “Not having seen it myself, it is difficult to say. I can say that to breed something of the size you described – as large as a Dragon, you say? – would require massive energy and great skill. And time, I should think. One could not breed such a thing overnight.” Noting Keyla’s disappointed frown, she added, “I don’t doubt you, Keyla. And if there are more of such large creatures, then they could pose a significant threat. Parti

if something could have been found, then it is beyond these woods. Roaming as a commoner in a brown vest and white harem pants, he went to many huts and houses to ask about the swordsmith whose swords took 100s of lives including his father's. Along the way, he had earned him a companion in a flower gardener, Alicia. He is passing through the woods. She is right behind him. Trees are tall enough to touch the clouds and keep half of the sun's rays at bay. Dimming of light is making leaves appear darker in shade than it actually is. The howling sound of a wolf echoes throughout the woods.