Aron The Creatures Novels & Stories

“First, tell me why they were never spoken about in the pack.” “It’s no serious reason; your father didn’t believe in their cause.” “And so, he thought keeping me in the dark would contribute to bringing them down?” I asked with a cocked brow. I know it doesn’t make much sense, but he didn’t like talking about them. Maybe it’s because they believe in a so-called ‘mind-made-up’ god they call the god of light." Aric said. “The Aureonnas had come to bring to Alexander’s awareness the danger that lies outside their ‘walls.’ They call the strange creatures ‘flesh eaters’—odd beings that feed on living flesh,

The ancient heartbeat beneath the sanctuary thundered louder instantly. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. The shadows throughout the corridor bent toward Aria unnaturally. Then every corruption creature dropped to its knees simultaneously. Kael’s face drained of color. “No…” The creatures spoke together. “The Queen awakens.” Ronan moved in front of Aria immediately, fury erupting violently through the synchronization bond. “Don’t call her that.” The corruption creatures lifted their heads slowly. And smiled. Then all of them exploded into black mist at once. Silence crashed down afterward.

Still, he had anticipated this end result. "Ah... But I assume one existed earlier than. Just an unofficial interest organization." "...Really?" Raven's eyes flashed as he became struck with surprising inspiration. Yesterday he had heard from Anna about approximately roaming supernatural creatures and had witnessed the curse ritual. It became a piece of a stretch, however, he felt like there have been a few kinds of connection among them.

Aurora took a step back, but the sounds of hooves and paws behind her made her turn around. On the slope below, land creatures advanced: tigers the size of trucks, with golden eyes and gleaming fangs. There were also wolves with three tails and a kind of eyeless rhinoceros, guided by a hooded warrior. All mounted. All coming toward them. “If we don't get into Tron territory soon, we're dead.” Aurora blinked, confused. “Tron?! Are you making up words now?!” Thales cursed, grabbed her arm, and pulled her closer.

Waiting for his orders. Popobawa were horrible creatures gifted with black magic who fed off of fear. It's why you usually saw them coupled with hitmen or at the sight of natural disasters. I didn't think the AAs had enough clout to bankroll one of these rare creatures, but I guess business was booming. "You rang?" It never once had eyes for Q but continued to stare at me and Erika, lip curled back so we could see its gangrenous tongue as it feed from us. "What is it that you wish of me, Master Quinton."

How many of these ugly looking creatures does he have? These creatures were low to the ground, elongated bodies with dark and glossy hides, etched with faint, pulsing runes that crawled along their muscle and bone with bright hungry eyes. “Form up,” Draven ordered calmly. “Get behind me, Elara. Now!” My feet moved to Draven. The creatures didn’t rush. They circled. One of them lunged at Draven and he used one hand to push me to the side and the other to hold the beasts. The rest two tried to attack him all together as Torin and the guards intervene.

"Behind you Ri," I yell to Orion and he sees a little too late. The tiny creature jumps on his back and he fumbles back. "What the hell?" he says stumbling back as the thing covers his eyes with its claws. "Zel get this thing off me!" "Okay just remain calm remember our training." "I'm calm, I'm calm but I would appreciate it if you could get this thing off my back." We are surrounded by creatures that look like mini demons. They have long horns that curl at the tips and wings on their backs. Their bodies look like it's made out of ash. Their eyes are huge glowing red orbs that are bulging out of their heads.

"Aron was a teenager, just entered the youthful life and was unstoppable. That time dad gave him permission to roam freely without any protection so he can become strong. But we didn't knew that werewolf hunters will trap him. They took him with them, performed experiments on him and tortured him. We had no idea where they took him. Our whole pack was looking for him for two days. We almost lost the hope of him being alive but then we got his scent and found him in the warehouse, the young boy was scared and Bitten. Since then Aron hate humans. When he became stronger he hunt down every men who caused him pain, he killed their families in front of them and gave them worst death possible..."

Wherever they charged, the light went out, as if their presence drained the wards of their power. "Archers!" cried Kale’s alpha voice on the battlefield. "Target the largest ones first!" Arrows fired in methodical volleys, their metal tips shining in ward-light. Most struck true with satisfying thuds, but nothing greater than that interrupted the creatures' focus. Those that died simply vanished, reforming within the span of an instant with their wounds closing like water over spilled stone. "They're not alive," Aria said on a breath, the realization striking her like cold water. "They're constructs. Projections of hatred and volition."

No more. Taryn had transformed them. Only the Gods knew how she had done it, but she had transformed them. They were hers, they were her creatures, part of her, even if that long thread that united them seemed to have been broken. "The search team came back and found the mangled beasts, torn to pieces," Elhias replied. Taryn had her breath cut off in her throat. Death. Her creatures were dead, torn to pieces like ordinary game, even though they were special because she had created them, someone had torn them to pieces.