Creature Books Novels & Stories

Principal Fred added, gesturing them to move closer to him. "What's this?". Eddie asked curiously. "Book of the supernaturals. It has everything correlating about the supernatural beings and history of the past". Principal Fred answered them. "You guys said Devoe can't attack at night". Principal Fred said and the heroes answered positively. "I want to show you all something". Principal Fred said and opened the book to a page then pointed at a creature. " Wait, what's that?". Ella and Susannah asked "This is a chimera". Principal Fred said.

I had spent more than thirty minutes just reading a single page, and it was driving me insane realizing it was only the introduction I had managed to get through. Because of how stressed I was, I found myself absentmindedly clicking the button of the device in my free hand, momentarily forgetting its actual purpose. Usually, I would have just handed this off to someone else to translate, but Ragnar wasn’t stupid. He would start asking questions. And right now, questions were the last thing I needed. So I had to deal with this myself. The book was about ancient creatures, ones that had gone extinct centuries ago. Creatures like blood wraiths, banshees, vampires, skin-walkers, and soul eaters,

Philip put down his food and the kids all looked at him and paid attention, “some of the scrolls I found talked about the magic of the realm, the people and the creatures that roam the land,” “What kind of creatures?” Kurt asked. “Magnificent beasts of all shapes and sizes living on the land, in the water, and in the sky. These creatures aren’t like the animals here on Earth. They’re smarter and a lot more special because they all have a mystic ability unlike any animal you know of. The most magnificent of all the creatures in Randos are the Krans,” “What are Krans?” Lydia asked.

She came running into the kitchen with a big book and slammed it down open, making both Jensen and I jump with a grin on her face. “So,” she said excitedly, “The world is littered with all kinds of curses, and spells and prophecies. Some are so old that they could have been written by the original Alchemists themselves. There is one though that is so old it’s almost forgotten. It’s about the creation of a new supernatural species.” She turned the book and showed me the page that she was looking at. There was a crude drawing of a dog-like man, like how werewolves are shown in some of the TV Shows and movies out there.

They weren't so bad, there was a long white flowered flat dress which had no sleeves, a white plain shirt and two denim blue jeans shorts. She quickly wore the dress since it was the most comfortable among the rest. It had a layer of undergarment beneath it. The dress made her look like some abandoned fairytale princess. It wasn't all that bad. Caroline picked up the books, they looked so old and dusty. With an inscriptions that says HISTORY OF THE CREATURES OF THE NIGHT. She flipped through the pages of the book as she read about everything she wanted to know about Werewolves. She Saw how they transformed under the full moon and how they could shape shift.

" I took out the book at one and it levitated itself and its pages flipped at such speed to an unknown page. The next act raised tension, my palm getting colder and sweaty. The pages slowly began to fill its empty sheets, drawings and writings, a few in English and the rest in sigils and signs. The first drawing I saw, was a three headed beast, it looked like a hound, or a dog. Drawn as a black and white art, shades of the body noticeably seen, bringing out details, the saliva dripping from its flappy mouth. I looked underneath the drawing and I saw a tag. "Cerberus, Hireling Of Hades." "Did that book just flip?" Asked Maria. Concern drawn over her face as she slowly walked closer and peeped

Though the humans were hostile at first, they accepted them later on and the supernaturals continued to live among the humans. Fifty years later, the human government recruited the supernaturals to aid them with the crimes committed by psychotic supernaturals. The supernaturals had come together to form an agency called Shadow Crawlers, where all the supernaturals required to register. That way, they kept a tab on who was doing what. They had their own rules and regulations. Even the supernaturals arrested by the human officials were handed over to them. The Shadow Crawlers monitored the criminals and sometimes eliminated them to keep up peace between the races.

The moment she crosses the threshold and her feet met the cool, welcoming touch of her bedroom floor, she allows herself to sink onto her bed, the cushions yielding to her weight. With a deep sense of purpose, she extends her hand towards the book nestled on her bed, cradling it tenderly. Astrid could scarcely contain her curiosity, her fingers quivering with the exhilaration of the adventure awaiting her. As she opened the book, she was instantly transported into a world as captivating as the printed pages itself, where words spun tales of Supernatural beings beyond her wildest imagination. The book unveiled a hidden realm, one inhabited by nine extraordinary entities, each with its own uni

“Maybe one day, with a good cup of wishes, we can talk about it.” She smiled boldly at the Succubus. “Better not...” I smiled back. “Let's go this way; we're close to the cabin.” We made our way, thinking about Nyxara's words. I had only discovered about creatures like werewolves, gods, Succubus, monsters, and shadows a few years ago. What else did I not know? How many more creatures exist in this vast world, as well as in other realms? We stopped abruptly when the roar of the beast erupted through the surroundings, sending shivers down our spines.

From his tone of voice, it was not a word that he was familiar with. She did not reply, concentrating on not getting the Ute bogged, and breathed out a sigh of relief as they hit solid ground. “It’s a creature from…” She started to explain but realized that he probably did not have a concept of TV or movies either. “A human made-up creature,” she fumbled her explanation. “Of a dead person who continues to walk around and needs to eat the brains of living people in order to survive.” “Is that what the creature sought today?” Niarthen wondered solemnly. “Our brains?”