Creatures Of The Night Novels & Stories

Fear is a creature's instinct; courage is humanity's anthem. That's what the posters said, plastered on every wall of the bunker. We sang it every morning before patrol. We believed it. We had to. I was a soldier in the last war. Not a war between nations, but between us and them. The creatures emerged from the deep earth fifteen years ago, rising through fissures opened by an earthquake that split the continent. No one knew where they came from. They had no eyes, no faces—just mouths lined with teeth that folded inward like collapsing stars. They hunted by fear. They could smell it, taste it in the air, track it across continents.

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

The ground beneath it trembled as something dark and monstrous clawed its way through. My breath caught in my throat as the first of the creatures emerged. They were like nothing I had ever seen before—half-lycan, half-werewolf abominations, with eyes glowing like witches and sharp, elongated teeth like vampires. Their snouts were wide, their jaws too large for their heads, filled with rows of jagged fangs that dripped with saliva. They moved on all fours, their long limbs unnaturally bent, their bodies twisted in grotesque ways that made my stomach turn. They let out deep, guttural growls as they pounced into the dimension, their massive forms tearing through the battlefield with reckless a

So, follow the supernatural world, between changes, attacks of beasts and supernatural worlds, lives of terror and nightmares. So, come and follow your fears and mysteries in the midst of a great turnaround of events, between victims, the police and the crimes of the night, monsters and beasts of the underworld, beings of darkness that prowl the night. Between disappearances, supernatural beings, revenge of spirits, tales of death and rebirth, tracing a line from the world of darkness, the lands of rain... 22 hours at night. It was the dark New Year's Eve, the weekend night during All Saints' Day.

He asked. Kira sighed. He was constantly asking the same question over and over again and she was getting tired of answering him. "The Creatures cursed by the sun will come and they will be the cause of our extinction which is why I believe your men were killed by them cause they're here already." "They are allegedly known as the night crawlers, anything other than that I do not know. I do not know how they look or what they do or what their powers are." She explains. Damine kept quiet for a while processing all her words. "How do you know all of this?" He asked.

Aella's Pov The northern packs, the same place rumored to house beings we've only heard of as tales, wicked beings of the night. “You can't be serious” I muttered, memories of the stories we'd been told about them flashed through my brain. Creatures of the night that could only survive by preying on blood, rumored to be destroyers of every and anything, immortals but could be killed by a wolf's venom. Also a deadly opponent of wolves. This absolutely could not happen.

At my command, we surged forward, recognizing the growl of a night crawler. At last, we found them. Now, we make them pay. These creatures were the embodiment of our worst nightmares. They possessed speed and strength beyond our comprehension, their fangs sharp enough to slice through flesh as effortlessly as a knife through butter. Fear was a luxury we couldn’t afford; we were warriors, and we confronted them head-on. Our transformation was swift, manifesting in a blur of fur and fangs. The first crawler that dared to leap at us was swiftly torn asunder, its life extinguished in a crimson spray.

" I'm sure you've heard about the night creatures, you most likely have seen one or two movies about them in the cinema, just like other humans you don't believe they exist." " Wait a minute please," I had to cut her off, since I don't understand what she meant by the term "night creatures", the last time I heard those words was during my college days, the kids in my school back then we crazy about the movie, what's it called again, ummm.., something diaries, is it? Yes!, the vampire diaries, I got to watch it thanks to Leah and her group of friends, but there are many night creatures, she might mean something else.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

However, I wasn’t able to make another step away from them when I came face to face with the first demon I dealt with that gave me hellish nightmares each time I closed my eyes. “Hello, my dear Cara.” His scarred face was still very pronounced, just like the day I first saw him, though, like the others, he was also rotting from the inside out. The skin was peeling off his bones, the skull on his scalp falling, and a huge chunk of flesh dropping from his body. What the fuck is going on? Suddenly, they were all too close. Too tight on my personal space that I could already smell their sickening scent. “Get away from me!” I tried to push one of them out of my way. However, my entire body shudde