Novel & Cerita Arachne Monster

Leon asked again. "Angelica. Wait, why do you keep asking me? Have you forgotten her?" Owen remember that little girl back then, that girl has a round blue eyes since she is actually half blood, her mother is a filipina-chinese and her father is an American. The little girl also have a wavy long hair that Leon's often plays, she sure will be pretty when she grows up. "Why would I forget her?" Leon answering while crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“She carries our mark. Our scent was on her first. You stole her from us like some thief in the night.” I took one deliberate step closer. The monster inside me, the ancient, ruthless part of my power, stirred and pushed against my control. Silver fur rippled across my forearms. Claws extended from my fingertips with a faint metallic sound. The triplets’ eyes widened, but they held their ground. Foolish.

she snapped. “Already here,” I gestured around. “Care to join me?” She stepped closer, fists curled tight. “Where is Ronan?” I smiled lazily. “Getting cozy with his swampy new friends. Lucian’s pet witch seems to like him.” Her nostrils flared. She’d fight me right here. I admired that. “You work for a monster,” she spat. “And you helped build something worse. You hurt women. Children.” My jaw ticked. “I know about the breeding factory.”

I asked her as she walked back over to me. "Arachne, Goddess of Arachnids." She answered, getting on a Unicorn that had appeared. "Come on, let's go get your men. We have a long journey ahead of us. We're going to get more Dragons for your Thunder. Many are out there hiding, and waiting to find more of you." *FLASHBACK END* "Arabella is a bitch." Channing said, looking at me. "Did Arachne really help you find more Dragons?"

It stared up, hundreds of eyes burning with a primal rage, its massive claws scraping against the stone. It was an arachne. Its colossal black form was even more intimidating now that I could see it clearly. I gripped the ledge, my palms struggling to hold on with the lack of blood. I waited, needing to know if I had outrun the beast or if this was yet another games for it to chase after me.

“Binding Chaos, freeing Echo—you’ve woven a delicate thread. But the tapestry is mine.” Jessica’s spark flared, weak but defiant. “Who are you? What do you want?” The woman lowered her hood, revealing a face that was both ageless and ancient, her eyes twin pools of crimson light. Her features were sharp, almost predatory, but there was a flicker of something familiar—a shadow of her mother’s gentleness, twisted into something cruel. “I am Arachne,” she said. “The True Weaver. Your father sought to control the nexus, but he was a child playing with fire. I am the flame.”

Sleepy seems to have noticed my concern; his head darts around until he finally turns around to give me a nervous smile. "Um... Did I tell you the story about Arachne?" My eyes widen. "Ara-who?!" Sleepy sucks in a deep breath with a sheepish smile. "Well, you're about to find out," I try to figure out where I've heard the name Arachne before, but when I lift my head to the clouds, my question is answered for me. A looming spider-like humanoid walks from around the corner, and a huge smile spread on the creature's face when it notices us. It looks like a woman, but she is at least twenty feet tall with eight legs and a round, disgusting spider body.

“And then return to Vienthrey. I am more useful as a mage than an errand boy.” “Be wary,” he said. “There’s a monster abroad between here and Reknoc. A giant arachnid.” “Thanks for the warning,” I grinned. Perhaps the one Aurien had been looking for. It had covered a good distance then if it had been seen previously near Vienthrey. “I will see if I can take care of that for you on my way through.” “Be careful,” he replied. “These monsters are… not of this world.” I set up camp, the ground around me still bearing the scars of Diandreliera’s army’s passage in the blackened fire-pit ashes amongst the grasses, and rings of stones. I fancied I could pick out the outline of where a dragon had slep

I didn't know how they were, I was worried that anything could happen and I was probably the weakest there. As I walked into the villa, I saw more armed men. We opened the door, went inside and I asked him, "Who are we going to see, Anthony?" "Queen.... Queen Scorpion," he replied. I gasped in surprise, "Queen Scorpion? You mean the vicious leader of the Black Scorpions?" I heard someone laughing from a distance and when I turned, I saw a young beautiful girl say, "I would hardly describe myself as someone vicious." I smiled, Umm... Hi, sorry, are you....."