Aron The Creatures Novels & Stories

I wasn't there when they said their first words. She nodded and crouched down to the size, "I'm Arieon". A beautiful smile formed on Andrea's face as he approached her. "I'm Andrea!", He said happily. He didn't know why he was so happy but her presence was the reason and he knew it.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

Cna he even get out? June glances up at me. “Well, I don’t mean to assume things, but you’re clearly from the Loyalty Pack. Maybe the demon that has taken over your Alpha’s body is terrorising his people.” My mouth goes dry. “If there was a demon within Ren...Alpha Ren, how would someone get rid of it?” I ask her, hoping her strange book has some kind of answer.

Aron slowly walked towards the entrance. No signs of any life. Perfect! His mind screamed. Without wasting any time, using his strength, he runs towards the gate. But the moment he entered the threshold, his tracks halted. He was shocked to see an enormous creature killing everyone who was in its way. Arron stared at the creature, he witnessed how he ripped and dismembered all of the humans who tried to fight it, and from the looks of it, they were all hunters based on how they fight. But all of their efforts to stop the creature were futile.

The creature might be powerful, but he wouldn't go down without a fight. Despite his weakened state, Aron followed the primal instinct that surged within him. A loud, piercing growl erupted from his throat, a sound that shook the very air around him. As he transformed, his human form melting away, a powerful wolf emerged, its fur a midnight black, its eyes burning with a fierce, untamed fire. "You cannot defeat me, Morgan. And I swear to take you down!" the wolf snarled, a fierce defiance in its voice. Aron, now a wolf, felt a surge of strength, the wolfsbane's effects fading as his primal nature took over. He knew this creature was powerful, but he wouldn't back down.

The air around them grew heavy as the ancient wards began to unravel. Suddenly, a low growl echoed through the clearing. From the shadows emerged a pack of twisted creatures. Humanoid beasts with glowing red eyes and claws dripping with venom. “Zianara’s pets,” Alaric said, unsheathing a silver blade. Elona’s eyes narrowed. “Protect Master Fu. He needs time to bring down the barrier.” The group moved into formation, their movements precise and coordinated. Edward conjured a barrier of light, shielding Master Fu as Alaric and Leonardo engaged the creatures. Elona darted through the fray, her twin daggers flashing as she cut down the beasts with ruthless efficiency.

Just truth. “And I won’t fail again.” A deafening roar split the air. Aria’s head snapped back toward the battlefield. Ronan had been driven to one knee. The creature stood over him, its massive form casting a shadow that swallowed him whole. “You are strong,” it said. “But not enough.” It raised one clawed arm— Ready to strike. Aria didn’t think. She ran. “ARIA—” Malrik’s voice snapped behind her, but she was already moving.

Al said. "And what are they?" Serena asked. "Arachnes are supernatural creatures who have abilities similar to those of spiders." Al answer. "Correct Al, who else." Another male student raised up his hand. "Yes James." "We have the Crocotta creatures." "And what are they?" Serena asked. "Crocottas can mimic any person's voice to lure their victims out so they can feed. They feed on souls." James answered correctly. "Very good James, who else again?" This time around, a girl raised up her hand.

He grips my upper arm, nostrils flaring, glaring at Arthur before turning on his heel and marching us out. “Are you okay?” I meekly ask. He’s not. I’m having a hard time myself after what I witnessed less than twenty minutes ago. Aris, shifting between his wolf form and a shadow of the darkest black fighting against a creature I’ve only ever read about. He tore it apart, limb by limb, until the creature croaked and literally disintegrated into ash. I don’t think my heart beat a single time during the entire three minute ordeal.

Ras added as he snapped his claws out, shifting hesitantly. "Everyone, be ready for whatever comes next," Aeson divulged, staring at the creature that pounced on him. He shifted in a swift manner, tossing the creature to Ras, who snapped its head off its body. As soon as they dropped the body, it turned to dust, blown away by the wind. "What was that?" "Creatures. Lucas is raising an army, and these are the least of what we're going to see, I can assure you. These are mere monsters. I wonder how we would fend against spirits that have taken mortal form," she got closer to the fire and stared up at the trees.