Creatures Of The Night Novels & Stories

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

“I think someone… I think Vega did not make it.” This was yet again something new. It took him less than a minute to get to the location, and it wasn’t difficult to find the creature, as noticeable as it was. It looked like a big, gray humanoid skeleton, but the eyes were filled with black orbs and its screams were deafening, to the point they alone would be able to hurt less prepared people. Ler took out Wyvern, and jumped to cut through the monster’s waist with the axe. Still, the upper body of the demon kept moving and his claws-like hands pierced through the flesh of his leg.

I pinch my eyes closed, suddenly feeling every bit of being a stupid, stupid pup. “The Midnight Protectors.” Protecting the dark. Well, what’s in the dark? All the things your parents warn you about, tell you are just tales meant to scare pups. The entire pack knows that the undead sleep below their surface, and moreover, they protect them. “The pack protects you during the day, while you sleep,” I ask, turning back to look at him.

"Let me explain to you in the little way that I can. This is a new world and it comprises different beings. All those things you listed earlier don't exist here. We have the Vampires instead and the witches ruling this world. However, they are not the only creatures. There are many other creatures however they are minorities and probably rogues too. The ones you met that night my brothers rescued you...they are the less of the terror you will encounter if not careful. This moment is their moment. The red moon is known to be the very moment when they can do as they wish, they can eat any creature lesser than them without being sanctioned by the Vampire Royalty. " "Are they also Vampires?" Jan

From the depths of the portal, nightmarish creatures began to emerge—twisted forms of beasts that seemed to be born from the darkest nightmares. “Behold!” Drax’s voice boomed, resonating with a sinister glee. “You think you can stand against me? I will unleash a horde that will drown you in despair!” Xienma’s heart sank as she took in the grotesque figures that crawled forth—monsters with jagged teeth, eyes that glimmered like shards of broken glass, and bodies that seemed to distort and shift. The very essence of fear radiated from them, and she felt the weight of dread settle over her like a heavy cloak.

“The day you made me love you.” His eyes shut, a single tear cutting through the grime on his face. For a long moment, neither moved—the world around them silent except for the haunting hum of the moonlight. Then the ground trembled. From the shadows beyond the ridge, figures emerged—twisted, hulking creatures with glowing amber eyes and claws that glistened like wet steel. The Cursed Ones. The remnants of the ancient war between Nightshade and Bloodthorn, souls corrupted by the same magic now coursing through Cole’s veins.

｡༶・° D I S C L A I M E R °・༶ ｡. Creature is rated mature and the plot is not intended for a young audience. It contains mature themes, swearing, sexual content and drug abuse. Furthermore, I implore you, if you struggle with any body dysmorphic or eating disorder and feel literature could be triggering or damaging, please read with caution.

Nina smiled as he looked at the tombstone with Amber Hudson engraved on it. “I miss her.” “I miss her too.” Lane kissed Nina's forehead. ~ The night was long and distant. The moon was at its peak, giving off the brightest rays and flourishing the earth with its glow. “I'm Cataleya Drew. The witch who created the first vampires and werewolves. I've returned. Powerless, but I'm going to find a way to put an end to what I created. The O'Connors, the Salvadors, and the Graysons will suffer at my feet because I'm going to bring them to their very end. I always find a freaking way.” Cataleya's lips stretched into a smirk as she walked on the tarred road. It was midnight. The town was still and ser

It cracks against the drywall, splintering the frame, and then slumps to the ground. Lucas moves so fast I can’t tell what he’s doing until a sickening crack of bones rings out, twisting the creature’s head around. As soon as he drops it, the thing explodes into rats, all dead expect one. “Wait,” I yell as Lucas goes to stomp on it. The thing writhes around on the ground, trying to get off its back. “It might go back to—I don’t know—a home base or something.” Lucas nods. “A pied piper, so to speak.”

He pauses before continuing with that slithering accent like something you would hear in a horror story or someplace in the darkest parts of Europe, “Have you ever wondered if the things that go bump in the night really exist? Or if they are a figment of your imagination?” Getting more creeped out by the second, I keep staring at him and then find that I can speak again. Before I utter an answer, I raise my hand up to my forehead and wipe a strand of my blonde hair out of my eyes so I can concentrate. “Sure, I have always been intrigued by the forces of darkness, but do they really exist as they do in my novels and dreams?”