Creatures Of Sonaria Novels & Stories

"And the power that flows through your son and the wolf-creature will be mine to claim." Ana felt a surge of determination, and she stepped forward, her expression resolute. "Over my dead body," she snarled, her voice laced with a hint of fury. Fenrir's expression darkened, and Ana watched as the creature's massive frame began to shift and contort, its features becoming more bestial and inhuman with each passing moment. "So be it," the creature growled, its voice echoing through the silent forest. Suddenly, a shimmering portal opened beside them, and Ana felt a surge of relief as Alara stepped through, her expression grave.

"Yes, Antonia. The Craon was surprised to see the great God and Goddess in his little abode so he gladly brought them in, offered them drinks, and asked what brought them. They told it that they want it to guide the cage of your father and the Craon gladly accepted cause all that mattered to it was that he was going to live in the sea once more. But to hide the truth from all so that the beings won't know that the Craon is back they caged your father in the deserted sea. The sea till ten years to come will always be the most dangerous sea one can ever see. I can take you to the sea Antonia, yes I can. But before then you have to make a journey to the only females that can give you a portion

He wondered in horror. After he took his eyes off the eggs and dropped the scary thought that they were fighting babies, he heard what sounded like large rocks sliding against each other from inside the cave. The sounds were so unreal it conjured up the image of boulders moving with sentience within his mind. Like each echoing pulse of earthen friction was the movement of some primordial dweller of the earth. As if his thoughts had suddenly realized, he saw a gigantic snake emerge from the cave.

I continue, pointing a finger at the now unmoving lycan. For a moment, Barren doesn't speak as his eyes take me in, making sure that I'm not lying about not being hurt. "Barren," I snap, my frustration spiking. "Explain! Now!" "Right," he sighs, taking a quick look at the lycan as if he expects it to move. "It's called a somnium beast. They only exist in the dream realm, and they're what my father forced me to create to help him take out those who opposed him."

I continue, pointing a finger at the now unmoving lycan. For a moment, Barren doesn't speak as his eyes take me in, making sure that I'm not lying about not being hurt. "Barren," I snap, my frustration spiking. "Explain! Now!" "Right," he sighs, taking a quick look at the lycan as if he expects it to move. "It's called a somnium beast. They only exist in the dream realm, and they're what my father forced me to create to help him take out those who opposed him."

Corruption flooded through the cavern violently as shadow creatures began pulling themselves upward from the depths in enormous numbers. But these were different. Older. Their silver eyes glowed with terrifying intelligence. Aria felt cold dread spread through the synchronization bond immediately as Ronan moved in front of her again. “What are they?” he asked quietly. The Sovereign answered in horror. “The wolves consumed by failed synchronization.” Silence hit like a weapon. Then chaos exploded.

The sound of taps changes as his fingers tapping move to the right. He takes his sword out and puts it in between the wall and pillar. The pillar rotates like a gate revealing a dark passageway ahead. Alicia takes one flambeau attached to the wall and they walk in. James closes the pillar from inside. The walls of the passageway are scratchy with sharp edges of splintered bricks. "Be careful with those," says James lighting with his flambeau. When echoes of his voice settle down, she can hear the thud of his footsteps clearly distinct from her deafened ones. Few steps later, the sound of birds chirping comes their way, hinting them of the end.

Like a puppet on a string, the creature turns and approaches Sahara. But Sahara is not easily deterred. Her face set in a derisive scowl, she takes something out of her pocket and begins to chant. Off in the distance, a cry reverberates throughout the landscape. The hairs on my neck stand on end when the ground begins to shudder. But this time, it’s not whatever storm Sahara brought with her. This time a stampeding group of creatures shuffles towards us─ and they look incensed. The creatures don’t look like anything I’ve seen before. These creatures have lizard-like heads and bodies like rhinos. Their mouths are open with long wide tongues and razor-sharp teeth. Seeing Sahara’s new recruits,

I keep my voice just as low as his, but for the first time since starting this game, I genuinely feel scared. “It is an Ahuizotl. Otherwise known as the water dog. The Aztec legend spoke of a man who lured people to their deaths and transformed into a water dog to kill them. It is a crafty creature and one that is going to be difficult. Zane tried to convince me to use it, but I didn’t think it was an innovative idea. Although it isn’t impossible to defeat, it is extremely difficult. I thought about using it for the final boss, but Zane and I both agreed to use a Lycan.”

"It's here. Believe me. It's coming here." With a sense of suspicion, Sarah and Damon looked at each other. "Who's the destroyer?" In a mere whisper, Sonia spoke with a shaky voice. "It is a mysterious creature from the ancestral lore. Its primary food are werewolves. The witches and the people of the underworld has summoned it." Damon gnashed his teeth in rage. "First, we'd have to save her." Without hesitation, Sarah nodded as she helped take her over to the Crimson Eye pack headquarters.