Creature Books Novels & Stories

But due to the old age, the part of the leather had turned dusty, causing it to crack and peel off. Rose who was handed the book slowly opened the book that made a slight cracking noise. She stared at the old yellow pages, opening it to find that the book had not only been hand written but also had drawn. There was a vampire in the first page, drawn by hand, their figure, features, and even the maliciousness was exactly the same as what she had seen before. It made her curious of the other beings drawn there, finding skeletons that could move and act on their own, animals that were dead but would fight upon a magic casted by the sorcerer.

They gave birth to powerful witches who in turn created powerful covens. By the turn of the new millennium, other creatures had appeared. Created by other forces. Werewolves hunted alongside vampires in the night. The Fae, the most mysterious of all creatures resided in the dense forests within their fairy rings or in the still waters of the lakes and ponds in the forms of water nymphs. Gnomes and leprechauns set up home in the hills and wetlands. Other creatures which once roamed the world a plenty were becoming extinct. Creatures such as dragons and unicorns each were hunted to extinction for the magical healing qualities.

I walked along the rows of shelves, my fingers trailing lightly over the spines of the books as I searched for something new to read. After a few minutes of browsing, a book caught my eye…”The Encyclopedia of Supernatural Beings”. It was an old, thick tome with a worn cover, but it looked intriguing. I pulled the book from the Ilf and settled into one of the comfortable armchairs by the window. I flipped through the pages, my curiosity piqued as I read about all sorts of supernatural creatures…some I had heard of, and others I thought were nothing more than myths. There were detailed descriptions of vampires, witches, werewolves, fae, and other beings, but what truly caught my attention were

Maybe with Phoebe, we’ll be able to unravel the mysteries around this. Waking side by side, we went into her room. Picking up the book, it ignited with a golden glow, pages opening on its own. “What sort of book is this?” I muttered to myself, scrutinizing it. Thankfully, Hayley wasn’t in the room, giving us time to read it. The book talked about creatures that existed before werewolves such as vampires, fox spirit, fairies and the rest. Phoebe seemed more invested in fox spirits, her fingers traced the intricate drawings, her gaze never leaving. Following her line of sight, I saw the drawing of a fox with nine tails, its eyes ignited with a violet glow, looking so divine and magnificent. “V

I was beyond confused now; what did an old book have to do with Clarissa? "You guys have no idea what this is, do you?" We shook our heads, waiting for Alyssa to explain. "It's a grimoire of supernatural creatures. The book was written by the Fae elders and told everything there is to know about every supernatural creature in existence... including how to kill them."

A senator thundered on live TV: “Three-headed animals have no place in modern society. This isn’t mythology. This is a threat.” Ellie’s parents stayed silent at dinner. Her father stared at his plate. Her mother said only, “Eat.” But Ellie couldn’t. Cerebus dreamed. He dreamed of stone walls and iron bars, of voices cold and clinical. Needles pierced his skin. Lights blinded him. He whimpered, pressing his three heads together. Sometimes, something darker brushed the edge of his dreams. A shadow older than memory. A voice that hissed not with words but with hunger. When he woke, he was always alone.

Maybe it all came from the lingering frustration about every little thing since my little family reunion at school. I tried not to think about it. Or anything else in particular but as you know it’s quite hard to keep your mind blank, so yeah, not much luck. I switched on the lamp beside my bed taking out my Creatures of the Moon book, I was reading something about Wendigos the last time if I could recall well. Vicious creatures, I tell you. These were the true creatures of the night. More deadly than vampires in my opinion. I sighed through the pages buying out time, as the minutes whisked away.

It was biomechanical Nightmares – Creatures, whose bodies are made of the same crystalline carbon-factory consisted like the resin, covered by metallic cables and broken Carbon plates they had torn off the ship. They had six long, spider-like legs that ended in sharp hooks, and heads that only consist of bright, cold violet. “Leerenweber”, I whispered and my finger put on the trigger. The purple eyes of the creatures fixed us. Then they stumbled out of the resin and flew directly to us in the absence of gravity.

Would always know if I was facing a creature. Yet Cara… I kissed the soft skin behind her ear, buried my nose in her hair to test it again, unwilling to accept… but there was no change. Cara was merely Cara. No sign of the thing that had tried to take over her body. She smelled utterly human, despite clearly being something… other. I’d never seen anything like it. The wolves were the most plentiful of the supernaturals that actually existed, but there were others. Creatures that had spurred myth—similar, but never the same as the legends wanted humans to believe. It was part of why we’d all been able to hide.

she asked, her voice barely audible above the thrum of anticipation that swirled within her. "Here," Cassandra said, running her fingers along a row of books before selecting a particularly worn volume. She placed it gently in Lyra's hands, its pages crackling with an energy that seemed to hum in tune with her own heartbeat. "This tome will introduce you to the various beings that share our world, both seen and unseen." As Lyra opened the book, she was met with intricate illustrations of creatures she had only ever glimpsed in her wildest dreams: winged serpents that coiled around celestial bodies, ethereal spirits cloaked in veils of shimmering starlight, and many more beyond her imaginatio