Creature Books Novels & Stories

She scoured ancient texts and scrolls, searching for any hint of forgotten power or hidden strength. Hours passed, and Lola's eyes burned from reading by candlelight. Just as she was about to give up, she stumbled upon a dusty, leather-bound tome. The title faded, but she could make out the words "Beast of Gévaudan." Her heart raced as she flipped through the pages, reading about an ancient and powerful creature that once terrorized the lands. The spells within promised immense strength and near invincibility, but they also carried dire warnings of the cost.

Black smoke slithered between tents like a sentient being watching and searching. On the far left side of the camp, she could see a large group of beasts gathering. Embertaurs with their shadowy bodies and yellow eyes made up about a third of the group, but the other were unlike any creature she’d seen before. Biped beasts with dark feathered wings and scaled heads with four eyes clicked their strange beaks. Creatures that had bodies similar to those of alligators but with long necks flicked forked tongues and swung their clubbed tails. Another with the head of a bull and body of a lion standing on two legs sprouted armored plates down its back. Wings, beaks, scales, horns, and fur flashed o

Any beastkin engaging in relations with a human under 18 would be immediately neutralized, regardless of whether or not it was consensual. "You know I'm a clean freak. I don't like her touching you." Lisa nuzzled his neck and pouted. "Please, Salem. Can't we be each other's firsts?" After a long while, Salem hoarsely replied, "Alright."

Still her curiosity had been awakened so she picked the book up. Tara opened the book at a random page and gasped in shock at what she saw. She figured herself to be quite a worldly 21 year old and she done things at university that she'd never want her mother to know about but this was shocking even to her. The page she opened depicted a collection of half-animal, half-human very obviously male creatures fucking a group of young human women. Tara couldn't fully understand what was written underneath the image it appeared to be in a very old form of English but it seemed to describe the ritual required to summon these creatures and how a girl could control them by doing things Tara figured m

It was at this time that whispers of some satanic influence within the place Abednego took hold as never before. The creatures have a craven temptress whose true ambition had been to reach out from beyond the grave to consume the souls of the living. The creatures have frightful appearance. They are wisp of creatures, pale as sleet, with a piercing gaze. A bednego set of that very night to where the creatures are believed to be hunting, the place is filed with human limbs and heads. The weather was passable when he left, with low winds coming from the east, a crisp but not terribly unpleasant night.

There was hardly any cloth on their bodies and some creatures even had their things hanging between their legs; the sheer size of those things creeps Amanda out. She can’t imagine what would happen if these creatures decided to assault her and used her to fulfill their needs. And she most definitely thinks that there is nothing else inside their minds but fighting, eating, and mating. She has started to make a list of the creatures that she regularly sees throughout the week. There are minotaurs and centaurs. There were some werewolves and werebears that could not revert to their human forms for some reason.

Brooke. “Here,” Alexander sidles next to me on the table I am sitting at, with a book open in front of me. He shows me the book he’d found just now. It’s a book with a dark, leather cover with the title ‘Creatures of the Lunar woods’ on it, “I read the synopsis, and it’s got a section dedicated to all the packs in the Lunar woods. Granted the book was written decades ago, but most of the packs in the woods are ancient, so almost all of them are still here.”

As soon as we walk into the restaurant, I hear Citra, Jaiden, and Hawk deep in conversation with Bella, who’s back at the medic site. “Why are all these creatures circling the warehouse? It doesn’t make sense. They’re all loners, more animal than human. Why are they trying to get in with the Riding Hoods?” Jaiden asks. “There’s got to be a connection between them,” Bella says. “What kind of creatures have you seen?” Hawk starts listing. “Pixies. A rougarou. Several Loa. Kelpies. A goblin.” He trails off, eyes going wide.

I always craved something more intense, something that would push me to my limits and beyond, leaving me broken and begging. That's what led me to this stupid idea on Christmas Eve. I was alone in my cramped apartment, the snow outside building up against the windows like a white prison wall. Bored out of my mind, I pulled out this ancient book I'd snagged from a shady thrift store downtown. It was all about old Alpine myths, and tucked away in the yellowed pages was a ritual for summoning Krampus… not the watered-down version from holiday movies, but the genuine article, the horned devil who dragged the wicked straight to hell for their sins.

The creature loomed before them, a grotesque and formidable being born from the darkest depths of supernatural power. Its body was a twisted amalgamation of sinew and scales, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest warriors. The air crackled with malevolence as it unleashed an otherworldly roar, the sound reverberating through the halls of Willow Creek High. Fleur stood at the forefront, her eyes narrowed in determination as she faced the creature. "We won't let you harm anyone else," she declared, her voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins.