Animorphs Graphic Novels & Stories

“Where am I?” Thirteen tall, looking figures appeared around her. They were all barely visible through the fog except for their burning red eyes. While they all appeared humanoid, none were entirely human. One had what looked like giant antlers protruding from its skull. Another seemed to have the body of a snake but a human torso and arms. Yet another had a figure similar to that of a centaur. Amerie strained to see more detail but the fog was too thick. The tallest figure, one with four eyes, tilted its head and reached a hand out in her direction. A ringing filled her ears as the air around her thinned. She put a hand on her throat and gasped. Her vision darkened, but just as she could fe

The wolf lowered its head so Claude could physically feel its molten breath on the back of his neck, then the beast smelled him. SNIFFFFFFF "Heheheheheh.....grrrrrr...your mOre LikE us tHan yOou tHink, boy..grr......DiStAnTlY....I smELL IT!" The beasts final message sent a chill down Claudes spine. Immediately after the beast turned to its side lifting its leg to let a stream of flaming hot piss hit Claude as his world suddenly faded to black. *** September 5, 2240 Claude was welcomed into consciousness by pain and random aches that announced themselves all at the same time in an agonizing chaos. He groggily opened his eyes and saw a navy blue screen appear, it read; [Astral Quest Complete!]

My jaw drops to the ground as my eyes look up at the partially-shifted form of my animai… holy cannoli! His ears are pointed, there are tufts of black and brown fur covering his body, his muscles look even larger than usual, his hands have turned into claws and his nose has turned into a snout and he has large sharp canines. To anyone else, I’m sure he looks terrifying, but I think he’s the most magnificent being I’ve ever seen in my life. He looks… breathtaking. “What. Did. You. Just. Call. My. Animai?” Chris says in a slow, deep voice filled with murderous intent. I’m having a strong sense of déjà vu right now.

He saw them then. Creatures. Twisted, mutated things, their forms barely recognizable as once-human. Their skin was a sickly grey-green, stretched taut over bone-thin frames. Their limbs were elongated and distorted, their movements jerky and unnatural. Their eyes glowed with a malevolent intelligence, reflecting the strange light of the cavern. They moved with a disturbing grace, their bodies slithering across the uneven floor, their long, clawed fingers dragging against the ground.

We also use them to sell in the human world, sometimes to help us make money. Painting Amora's room was probably my most important project. She needed a place to help her feel at home here, to give her normalcy, and make her and Keska feel safe. They stayed in wolf form for a while after Mom was gone, it was Keska's way of giving Amora time to grieve and rest. It went on for about a month until Avenix used her Alpha ora to force Amora to come forward again and made them shift back to human form. Not long after, Mo went back to her everyday life, with school and chores. It took a while but eventually she smiled again. Riley was a big help with that. Amora is strong, she can do this. Now I jus

Amora. "What are those?" Kate took a few meters behind and we all followed her action. We were as confused as her. Never have I ever seen such a thing before. "I think we should leave, we can't keep standing here and watching this?" Suki said with a shaky voice. She put her now and arrow in the bag behind her back. They looked like werewolves. Two of them were pure black, while the others were gray. We were taken by surprise as they started walking towards us. A panic shot through my heart as I turned behind to see Alice who screamed.

Glints of curiosity could be seen in Amenia's eyes, probably interested in asking something but thankfully she didn't make any move to voice her questions and nodded curtly to my request as gesturing me to take a seat on the bench beside her. I claimed a seat to the opposite side of Anemia while Alex sat next to me. She moved that book to me which she was reading before. I look at her before focusing on the page opened in the book. It showed a picture of a human and some other creatures with wings attached to their backs like what I had seen in my dream. And a title printed on its top says 'The Guardians of Light and Dark'. I didn't get what her point was by showing this picture to me, so I

“Is that Anomalies are not naturally created. They are…manufactured. Well, the ones in Gaia, at the beginning, were.” The video was crisp and clear, and though there was no sound, it wasn’t hard to imagine the grisly noise accompanying those vicious claws and teeth. It was a horde of lizard-like Anomalies rampaging through something that looked like a city street (though it didn’t resemble any city I knew, but then, all the smoke and chaos made it difficult to be sure). They clashed against silver leopard-like creatures and huge black bears in an all-out brawl. One odd thing was that the Anomalies seemed to be wearing some sort of collar, and they had black patterns on their bodies that remi

Y-your car! I hopped out of my chair, ran out of my office, and gasped at the sight of Zoe standing on top of the hood of my BMW, busting the fucking windows out with a softball bat. She ventured to the top of the car and proceeded to bust the back windows out, and moved to the passenger windows. My mouth dropped even further when I saw 'micropenis' spray painted into the side of my car. Busting the windows out of my car...okay, maybe I deserved that, and it could be easily fixed, but micropenis? I couldn’t just replace my fucking ego. The pet owners in the lobby and most of my staff who weren’t preoccupied with patients were now huddled outside, taking in the spectacle. I had an overwhelmin

“Now, he sends his toys.” The ice walls exploded outward, and monstrous forms surged into the cavern. Wolves twisted and malformed, their bodies fused with unnatural machinery, rushed toward the pack. Their howls were warped, more machine than beast. Annabel didn’t hesitate. “Hold the line!” she shouted. “Don’t let them separate us!” The pack moved as one, forming a defensive circle. The first wave of abominations hit hard, their claws striking with mechanical precision. Annabel tore through one, its synthetic flesh peeling back to reveal glowing wires and exposed steel.