Cold Blooded And Bizarre Novels & Stories

but in their small underwater cave, the elders deployed a lot of spirit stones to keep the waters warm. “um, I think the problem is much more severe than thought…” Everyone who entered with them started to shiver. Even Bai started to shiver a bit. He took out a heavy blanket from his space and wrapped both Wen and himself on it. Wen Ro’s body was warm. “why are you so warm?” “I’m an ice beast. I enjoy the cold climate and I can regulate my temperature to my liking. Plus, I have the fire spirit.”

In the center of the room, a table displayed the body of a bisected male. Dr. Campbell's eyes widened with astonishment as she observed the peculiar nature of the deceased. "This is truly incredible," she exclaimed, her voice filled with a mix of fascination and disbelief. "The man's DNA bears an uncanny resemblance to that of an animal, specifically a wolf... it's astonishing!" Sergeant Chriswell furrowed his brow, struggling to comprehend the implications. "How is that even possible? Is there any logical explanation for this from a medical standpoint?"

Eliana’s scream tore through the collapsing hallway as the creature tightened its grip around her ankle. Its fingers were ice-cold, unnaturally long, and strong enough to drag her backward across the floor no matter how hard she fought. The thing looked exactly like her, but wrong in every possible way. Its limbs bent strangely, its skin was pale and cracked like broken porcelain, and its smile stretched far too wide across its face. Dark liquid leaked from its empty eyes as it crawled toward her with twisted excitement.

"Wow," I said in awe as I stared at the enormous library, it was an ancient building. It didn't look like anything I had envisioned, I had expected weed-dominated walls with cracks in their pillars, a scary statue of the Owlignus, and some terrifying effects. Everything wasn't as it seemed from the other side of the town, the weather outside the town was cold and unforgiving, and the weather inside was warm and calm. Although it was strange, I decided not to question that part, seeing that Uncle Jonah was tired, perhaps another day, as he said earlier.

They burned like embers in the pitch black room. Watching me, unblinking. A low, animalistic growl rumbled through the space. My entire body went cold. Because whatever was in front of me… Was not human. ****

They both slowly pushed the door open. Suddenly, a cold chill, more intense than the air outside, seeped out from the room. It felt as if they were stepping into a land of death. The atmosphere inside the secret zone was darker and creepier than any other part of the aquarium. There were almost no lights, only a faint glow from a few small fish tanks lining both sides of the corridor. Inside, there were strange creatures with distorted, malformed shapes that didn't look like normal fish. "What are these things!" Ploy shrieked in extreme terror. She looked at the strange creatures in fear. "What... what are they?"

The marsh beyond the hollow walls stirred as if holding its breath. She felt everything. Rowan’s fury. Lucien’s hunger. Her own rising storm. She lifted her hands—fire and frost blazing in perfect symmetry. The marsh answered. Roots erupted through the floor in long, twisting spears. Fire burst from her palms in a column of gold, but frost intertwined with it—blue-white veins snapping through the flames like ice lightning. Wolves howled as frost sealed their paws to the stone, while the fire seared the air around them.

I had been trying so hard to keep everyone safe, but it seemed like trouble kept finding us. “Show me the bodies,” I said, standing up from my desk. Jaxon led me to where the bodies were being kept. When I saw them, I could immediately tell this wasn’t the work of a regular animal or even a normal Bloodburn. The wounds were strange, almost like they had been made by claws but not quite. “I think it might be wild animals,” Jaxon said, studying the marks on the victims. “Maybe wolves from another territory.” I shook my head. I knew better than that. These wounds had a different smell to them, a different energy. This was definitely the work of a Bloodborne, but not like any I had fought before

I nodded. He swallowed hard. “After our parents died... Kelly and I were taken. Not adopted. Not sheltered. Taken. We were shipped off to a black-site facility operating under the name The Foundation for Evolutionary Intelligence. It was a secret, off-the-books program hidden by the Russians….. and Reynolds, working with exiled researchers from multiple countries. Their goal? To build the future of intellect-driven warfare.” My chest tightened. “They experimented on you?”

"And always remove the price tag." "Ohh. Maybe we can go together sometime." Amelia says. "We are not really good at picking out clothes." She admits. "Yes we are." Cassandra protests her sister. "It's just difficult to be around people." It takes me a moment to realize what she's talking about. People are not exactly nice to them even when it's only in their minds. I remember the first time I met them and how I was instantly informed of their famous nickname, the Rosemont Weirdos. Now I know what a curse and a blessing this mind reading thing can be.