Cosmic Fear Garou Novels & Stories

someone called out, and I turned to see Thorian's friends running towards us. But before they could intervene, Thorian raised his hand, signaling for them to stop. "Don't," he uttered, his voice now coated with a chilling coldness. As Thorian raised his head, his eyes began to glow a fiery red. It sent shivers down my spine, mirroring the discomfort I felt deep within me. And to my surprise, Garrick's eyes matched Thorian's, glowing with the same intensity.

She faced the cocoon—stood within ten feet of it—and said, steady and loud: “I am not afraid of you.” The whispering stopped. Just for a second. Then the cocoon pulsed. A crack rippled across its surface—small but deep. And that was when the Guardians felt it fully: the true presence of Umbraeth. A coldness so total it burned, an emptiness so absolute it felt like it could unmake them. Their inner spirits recoiled. Saelari screamed through Nalia’s chest. Zethra—Isolde’s darker spirit—rose up like a shield, her power laced with lethal rage. Even Chelsea’s own magic began to tremble, not out of weakness—but in anticipation.

Even so, he’d refused to dismount until she was taken away. He’d hoped to have a clearer idea of just what was happening to the cook’s boss as he entered the camp, but he couldn’t move past the pain and sorrow of the spirits that haunted it. That’s why he decided to purify them and send them on their way. Only then would he have a clear channel to the evil that was destroying the man they called Ian. Now, seeing the naked demon woman fighting the flames to get to them, he understood. He was dealing with a demon succubus, not a restless spirit. Demons are often attracted to the darkness of locations where mass death and trauma took place.

I glanced at Glen, he too was glued to the scene playing out in front of us. “THAT'S ENOUGH!” Cindy yelled, causing me to look back. Florence had her hands on her hips, her face contorted to that of frustration. Cindy stared daggers at her, both were silent seeming to be playing each other. A cold dreadful wind began whooshing past us. Glen felt it too, I felt his panic as he looked behind us. I couldn’t see anything but when I tapped into his mind I could see a black shadow with red eyes. I shivered in fear, turning back around as screaming rang out from the Coven members. I watched horrified as I saw each member’s neck slash open, seemingly from the wind until only Florence, Cindy, Glen, a

He said in polite manner but mixed in frightened tone. "He want me to comeback?" He laughed sarcastically. "Tell them!" Jae Gray said in serious tone that made anyone in front of him trembled in fear. "I'll come and settle the matters on the right time!" He said coldly. "If ever he sends you again after me I will kill anyone of you" he added, and murderous aura was emitting to his while body. Then he stoods up, and walked away without turning his back. As soon as Jae Gray left, the uneasiness felt by the leader of the men's in black suit faded away, the pressure he felt in front of him earlier was too frightening.

My shoulders are tense, my posture a little too guarded. She deserves young. Uncomplicated. Easy. My stomach knots. I remember how she looked the last time I held her. Lips parted. Hair tangled. Whispering Don’t stop, not now, not later. I want to be yours. Completely. I’d never seen anything more beautiful. I’d never felt anything more terrifying. That was the night everything changed. And now, I feel like I’m standing at the edge of something again. Not passion this time. But fear. I go to the living room and drop into the couch, rubbing my hands over my face.

And something dark, metallic, and terrifyingly electric. In a fraction of a millisecond, the absolute, emotionless firewall I had maintained for five years was violently hacked. The sheer density of the aura rolling over the ridge bypassed all my cognitive defenses. It wasn't just a physical threat; it was a cosmic command rewriting my biology. Submit. Drop to the earth. Bare your throat. "S-Sereia…" Martha whimpered, her eyes rolling back into her head as the crushing pressure stopped her weak human lungs from drawing air. She collapsed into the dirt.

"Unleash your wolves!” A savage roar erupted from the warriors as bones cracked violently beneath flesh. The sounds of transformation tore through the night. Spines twisted. Jaws elongated. Claws burst from human hands. One after another, massive wolves emerged around the fire, their growls vibrating through the earth itself. Black wolves. Silver wolves. Creatures with eyes glowing gold in the dark. The clearing behind us descended into a glorious chaos. And standing at the center of it all, I grabbed Leinna by the wrist and pulled her up from the fallen log beside me before thrusting her away from the frenzy.

In under seconds he was nothing but sand and bones, his body merging perfectly with the soil like it was meant to be here. In that moment I forgot to breathe, fear gripped my heart like a heavy iron chain. I should have ran, but unfortunately I was paralyzed by fear, and apparently I wasn't the only one experiencing that. Even Zoe the usually cool, composed goddess was on her knees, shaking like a leave. Her face was tears streaked and she was as pale as a ghost. Gavin stepped forward, pulling his soulcutter from his pocket dimension. “Every stand still, this place isn't save," his voice cut through the chaos.

However, they were unable to break free. The piercing cries intensified, reminiscent of a shrill cry of a banshee. Upon closer inspection, the faces of these apparitions bore a striking resemblance to the Xenoses martial artists whose souls had been absorbed by the cloud earlier. The grotesque sight sent chills down the spines of everyone present. The chilling dread surged through their hearts, leaving their lips pale. "What... what is that thing?" Garrett gasped, his voice trembling with fear "I... I don't know," stammered another family head, equally terrified.