Clover Kaiju Novels & Stories

Name: Klaie Ird Age: 1 000 years old Experimented No: 0000004 Species: Evolved Eagle Monster Original form: Hu-bird (Human-Bird) Intelligence: Conscious Organization: New Secret Illegal Researching [Immature] Fighting power: Wings Ability: Wind “Another researcher to add to our lab, huh?” Klaie muttered under his breath as he reached out unhurriedly for Omeo unconscious body and put it to his shoulder without any difficulty as he made the wings that was retracted to the inside of his body come out and appeared outside and was attached firmly to his back once again.

she asked, not wanting to believe it was possible, but she didn’t see any alternative either, what with the dragon being gone and having not taken off from the mountain behind him. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” he said, folding his arms across his muscular chest again. “I’m Slate Everclaw. I come from a long line of shifter dragons. We used to occupy the land where your kingdom and the other eleven are now located, before we were robbed of our most precious treasure, one that allowed my people to withstand the human threats that were slowly encroaching on our lands. Without the gem, my kind cannot transform without the moon in the sky. So… we were forced to take to the mountains. We

Somewhere within the region of Stone Mountain Range finds a group of wild golem creatures was currently being besieged. What made this strange was the act that this group was being taken on by three figures that looked the same, along with a half meter tall spider jet black in color with purple highlights on various points on its body. Naturally, the group besieging the golems was Kirou, his clones, and his new pet. [-150]

Darrion corrected. “Well… Thank you,” Jai turned his back and smiled at them. The creatures seemed to cheer, because they flew slightly higher before floating down again, flapping their wings a bit faster. It was slightly weird. Jai had this unusual smile on his face, close to a confusion smile, as he whispered. “First, it was a flying jellyfish. And now, flying stingrays. What’s next? A flying whale? At least I hope there won’t be any flying sharks.”

"Probably from Crescent Moon pack. Should we just leave her?" "No." The third voice stopped them cold. "Bring her." They lifted me like I weighed nothing, carrying me deeper into rogue territory than any pack wolf had ever returned from alive. But I was not pack anymore, was I? I was nothing. The Rogue King waited in a clearing that felt older than memory itself. Tall as a tree and twice as dangerous, with scars mapping his face like constellations. When his silver eyes met mine, I saw something I had not seen in days.