Brownies Mythical Creatures Novels & Stories

“Now you’re almost grown, and almost grown means curious, which means dangerous.” I cross my arms. “I am grown!” I shout. She doesn’t hesitate. “There are bonehounds. Starving, half-dead things with skin stretched tight over broken skeletons. They smell blood and chase it for miles. There are whisperers, creatures that climb inside your head and convince you to walk off cliffs or drink poison. There’s a woman made of smoke who turns into a bird and pecks out eyes with her beak. A man with bark for skin who collects girls and grows them into his tree.”

"Because with all the rumors about you, I think it's about seventy percent impossible for them to be edible. They're probably so sweet they'll give you a cavity just from looking at them, and I'm guessing the flavor profile is like a sugar-coated brick with a hint of disappointment." "Ha ha, very funny, but where the fuck are you going with this?" I spat. "What I'm trying to say is, who were the brownies for? Didn't you put a name tag on it?" I look down at the box in my lap again. "I made them for your mom."

I felt bad with all the news I was only bombarded her with and filling up her table. I wait for my mother to come back from the kitchen, fetching some brownies she'd been making for her chronic pain before we got here and wanting to tell her Bahm was also a wizard. ☽☽☽☽☽✦☾☾☾☾☾ Bahm's P.O.V "Ahh.. Half Dark Wizard, Half Werewolf.. Hmm...Thats an interesting mix." Hunnie's mother says after handing Hunnie and I some of the chocolate brownies she retrieved. They smelled good and tasted very rich.

“A what? I haven’t got a clue.” “Imagine a patchwork of flesh from living supernatural creatures mixed into a disgusting mass. They’re created by rogue mages or even liches for fighting on the battlefield. There’s no way to explain them to someone not with our knowledge. Imploding them is better than leaving the mess behind. You try explaining it to the mundane authorities. If you know anything about the game, Dungeons and Dragons. They’re influenced a lot by the image of these creatures. The best description I can give you a mad scientist put together leftover bits and pieces from other test subjects. Placed tentacles and eyeballs. Too many claws and teeth. Often their teeth and claws deliv

Cent’s wary reaction earned her a pat on the head from Steffan. “Silly girl. This is absolute talent, I tell you. By the way, what are these? I get that these horned ones are demons, but what are these small creatures?” Cent was about to answer him that she did not know and only saw these creatures in her dreams, but she was stopped midway when the shadows hissed the names of the creatures. “Goblins,” said Cent. Steffan whistled from her reply. “You got some awesome imagination, Maleficent. You keep on surprising me.”

Alexis stared at Lendon seriously and said, “Mr. Martin, after last full moon night, I am sure Miss Miller can help control your poison, but….” “What?” Lendon stared at Alexis and asked coldly. “The poison has increased rapidly since last night,” Alexis answered. Lendon had guessed this result, so he didn’t get angry. “Do you know the reason?” He asked. “I think it is also related to Miss Miller.” Alexis explained patiently, “At full moon night, Miss Miller will spread a kind of special smell as well as another matter from her that could lessen the wolf poison inside your body; therefore, I conclude she can help decrease it. But on an ordinary day, her body is producing another matter that w

Behind him is a wagon drove by the manticores, a demon creature with a lion body and a bird claws, a scorpion’s tail and wears a face of a mortal with a row of sharp fangs. “Bonum vesperam, this is the child.” A green daemon has appeared in front of the door holding a girl shivering in fear. It was Aria, the mortal. The Dybbuk look at her keenly from head to toe and when he felt satisfied, he tossed a bag of golds to the green daemon.

said Leon. "Look at this," Leon said as he typed something on his keyboard. Suddenly an image appeared on the largest monitor screen. “There are still many monsters in The Myth that haven't appeared. While in The Myth, we only face a few monsters, right? The rest of it focuses on illusions, hallucinations, delusions, whatever," said Leon. The screen displays pictures of monsters in mythology. “Dragons, chimeras, fire birds, cerberos, there are many more that have yet to appear. Do you know why?" asked Leon.

Brownies. I haven’t seen any of them. And here were four. Gods, they were so cute. Reaching my knees in their high. Brownies were a bit chubby, with small button noses and warm brown eyes. Two bearded males and two females. Looking in human’s 40’. They were more like spirits of the house, not quite living creatures. Their magic was strong and let them properly do their purpose. “My lady.” one of the females gasped, seeing me. And the rest followed and bowed before vanishing.

She tugged on Faelon's sleeve and gestured toward them. "What are those?" She asked. Grinning slightly, Faelon explained, "They are brownies or hobs and they do housework for many of the packs that reside in these parts." Curling her lip, she responded, "Like fairy brownies?" Faelon nodded and pulled her along after Jinx. She continued to glance back at the creatures she had read about as a child. A realization hit her that every mythical creature was probably real and existed somewhere. Once they reached the back of the home, Jinx told them to have a seat in any of the chairs strewn about. Settling together on a gliding bench, Faelon and Sophia watched the horizon for anyone approaching. Ji