Creeper X Enderman Novels & Stories

​I looked up, but before my eyes could find the threat, Malachi reacted. ​He didn't growl. He didn't even break his stride. In one fluid motion, he pulled me behind the wall of his chest, his arm wrapping around my waist with a possessive strength that made my breath hitch. ​A Shadow-Creeper—a spindly, hairless beast with elongated limbs and glowing red eyes—dropped from a white redwood branch, its claws extended toward my throat.

I love the fall. “Are you hungry for dessert yet?” Archer asks me. “Oh hell no.” I pat my stomach. “I’m still not used to eating full meals like this.” “I’m glad you’re able to again. See?” He gently nudges me. “There is light at the end of the tunnel.” “Yeah. I’m excited to get to that end too. Who do you think Emma will look like?” “I imagine her to look like you.” “Me too. And if she were a boy, she’d look like you.”

he added. "Upgrading," I cheaply replied while looking around. Yeah, I was trying to create some artificial diamond but I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice the heat. That was yesterday after all. Thankfully, no huge damage and it didn't take much attention except for me. I took a break and ended up reading 'that' instead. "If you're looking for Xander, he's not here." A guy with the darkest shade of green hair color with an emerald gaze called out. He's in black and yellow stripes with matching caramel pants and leather shoes, Vincent.

Huge amounts of aura seeped out from the corpse as it seeps into my body and disappeared instantly. [89 aurae gained] [667 More needed for the host to evolve] [Gained skill -Hard skin(C)] Eh, what a surprise I actually got a skill. Which monster is it from? [Carrion crawler] Carrion crawler is a burrowing aberration that scavenged the dead and occasionally preyed on living creatures. With an appearance akin to a three to a four-foot-long centipede. Oh from this ugly fella, its appearance creeped me out when I first saw it, I would have been more surprised if it was the first thing I saw coming in this world.

Two hunters in front immediately threw their chakrams slicing off the creepers arms to the ground then the two hunters on the wall threw their short spears strongly at the armless creepers thrusting through the creepers lower body nailing them closer to the ground unably them to move. Dryad's uncle noticed some slight changes on the creepers. He held tightly his golden dwarven axes. “They must have evolved. Cause’ they seems to have the ability to dig deep holes, looked at their long fingers and sharpened teeth.” He said then sliced the two creepers' head in half. “Get ready more are coming this way.” Dryad drew in a long breath before standing up, his uncle and the hunters never looked his

The demon hisses, looking frantically out the windows for any signs of the creatures. Oh, f**k me. Crawlers were a type of hunting beast, trackers, like blood hounds. They lived in The Deadlands of The Underworld, forbidden to enter The Mortal Realm because they were deadly and unpredictable. Crawlers were about the size of a six foot tall human with enhanced speed and strength, and looked like pinkish/red lizards minus the tail. They have no visible eyes, smooth skin, and have four inch claws that could easily shred flesh like pulled pork. Not to mention the mouth of razor sharp teeth they have and the five foot tongue they shot out like a freaking frog. I do not want to meet a Crawler even

002 points. Creed already had an awful chakra saturation rate, and if the creature is a newborn, it dampened his saturation points even further. He gained only two points of the fire affinity, which was also insignificant. Killing 400 Cerberus-newborns were almost as good as useless. After killing the 'Shuma-Slither', he went back to his old job to hunt Jade Wasps. He had already killed 10 on the previous day; he needed 20 more since he had a full day he planned to finish the task soon. Which went by easily. Creed encountered no problem during the rest of the day. After killing 20 more, Creed packed the Wasp bodies and the Shuma-slither in his bag.

If you ignore the spasmodic muscles of its face, it can indeed be called a smiling expression. "You see, it's imitating, it's learning..." Yes, a completely 'new' creature. I can already imagine what knowing it will do to my career. “Oh, I almost forgot one thing,” said Alice, patting me on the shoulder and pulling me out of my frenzy, “It's a little hard to say... because when I synthesized it, I accidentally mixed it with Tardigrade. Do you know tardigrade?” “Very hardy creatures that can survive even in the radiation-filled environment of space.”