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A long scraping sound dragged across the wood. Like claws. Everyone froze. Then came the voice. Soft. Cold. Dangerous. "You cannot stop it." Cookie growled. Louder than before. The tiny puppy stood directly in front of the door. Fur raised. Teeth exposed. Then all five puppies joined him. A tiny army. Against whatever waited outside. Then suddenly— the journal flipped pages again. Violently. The paper fluttered. The cover slammed open. Then stopped. Another message appeared. Fresh ink. New words.

This is Anna's pet who I think she speaks to. All in all, why was it here? I crouched before the brown were-rat. “Hey Fubs, what's up?” It seemed crazy of me to be crouching before a rodent and asking what's up, but I knew were-rats had intelligence beyond regular rodents. It began to squeak madly, thrashing around furiously as it did. “Hey what's wrong, I can't understand your squeaking and all”, I told it, looking around for the fat lady. Fubs stopped it's thrashing and bolted out of my sight.

Just barely out of the Warrior Training Program. Now that the pups had a chance to calm down a bit, they too started getting restless and began to run and wrestle amongst themselves, mimicking the older cubs. Abby came over and sat down next to me, laughing.’ “I really liked you version of that old story much better than the one my grandparents tell,” she giggled, wrapping her arms around mine. “That bit at the end about the Vampire being allergic to ketchup was priceless.” Tracy laughed too, sitting on my other side, but it didn’t last long. Looking around to make sure the pups weren’t able to overhear, she leaned in and whispered.

Lucian glanced at me and nodded. "I turned out alright and my father from what I have heard killed others of his kind for money but wasn't obsessed by it. I think if we raise our offspring with love the switch won't be clicked and they will be fine," he said solemnly. I leaned back on my haunches and glanced up into the sky with hope in my heart that our future children would be free of the gene. I spied a huge frightening dark shape heading toward the castle. It reminded me somewhat of the trolls I had seen in my youth. It was tall, broad-shouldered, and red-eyed with a gray-haired beard that was in braids. The phantom-like creature had someone in its long clawed fingers.

Ten-year-old Bree chimed as Emma looked over her shoulder worriedly. “That’s nice, sweetie. Why don’t you tell me about that mermaid story again?” “I hate that story. Can I tell the one about the wolf?” Bran chimed in. “Wolf?” Patrick asked as Brinna looked out the window and saw another animal running alongside their vehicle. “Yeah, the one that eats the girl in the red hood.” “Mommy, I don’t like that story. It is scary.” Bree snuck at the rolling landscape and saw the scary animal with sharp teeth sneering at her, so she pretended to look forward and saw her parents exchange a look.

by the time the sun shimmers at the horizon behind me and the crescent moon dips below the horizon before me, I have thought of every word I know of to describe really, really, really boring walking. There is absolutely nothing here. I think of the stories we told each other when we were pups. About wraiths that lived beneath the sand of the Barren that would pull you down into their nests. They would paralyze you and then their grubs would feed off you, slowly eating you alive. That was a favorite. There are the roaming packs of wilder-scorpions, creatures that are half beast, half scorpion. Where the beast's tail should be is a scorpion's sting that will cause your skin to turn black and t

White furs covered its face and its pair of red gleaming eyes were very terrifying. Ruby's first thought was it looked like an oversized, deadly monkey. Then she suddenly realized what exactly this demon was. It's a Black Fangs Baboon! Her master was very interested in demons and monsters. He often went to join demon hunting all around the world and encountered many unique and dangerous beasts. He even made a book and cataloging them based on their deadliness and size, and let his apprentices to learn it if they want. Ruby jumped back a couple of feet away when the baboon tried to catch her with its claws. She controlled her sword and sent it flying to attack, though she was well aware her s

and looks into the sunset orange eyes of the fairy and continues:- Would you do me the favor of accompanying me for the rest of my short life in my dream of building a kingdom where every one of my races can be happy?The fairy accepted and the following days ran like the wind.With the help of the fairy, the boy traveled from village to village convincing them to move, bringing them together in one place, and delegating the different tasks that helped everyone equally, based on what they were good at.In a few years, the population increased and the village became a kingdom, the boy became a man and a king, the fairy became queen and mother of a beautiful and healthy prince with white hair an

So he wasn’t willing to make the atmosphere lighter and cheerier. Soon they came across their first Magical Beast. It was a Low Class Magical Beast called Furry Rabbit. It was a cute creature, and Lily’s eyes sparkled once she saw it. She subconsciously tried to approach the beast, but Mane stopped her. Although she gave off an aura that was calming and soothing, it wasn’t safe for Lily to approach the little creature. Unlike Red Maned Horses which could be tamed, many Magical Beasts like the Furry Rabbit were naturally violent.

Probably an even mix. He’d been up half the night with thoughts of goblins and gumiho. Halmeoni used to tell Jihoon stories about dokkaebi tricking humans and nine-tailed foxes eating the livers of men. Horror stories camouflaged as fables to teach lessons. But those types of stories were supposed to stay in books, not come to life and almost choke him to death.