Creepy Luz Novels & Stories

Luz’s left eye flickered. For one heartbeat the crimson bled away, leaving a flash of warm, aching amber that stared at Estrela with vulnerability. Then, the darkness surged back, darker than before. Luz did not answer. He could not. “It is the price,” he said, his voice dropping into that dual-toned register– his own voice layered beneath a low, vibrating growl that was not human. “The price for the lives you could not save.” He took a single step forward, his boots grinding against the stone. The black veins at his collar seemed to pulse in time with the fountain’s rhythm. “You call it corruption. I call it a cage.” He looked at Estrela, then shifted his gaze toward Amelia, his expression

My whole world narrowed to a haze of red, as the scent of blood overwhelmed my senses, coating fur and clinging to my form like a sickening, unforgettable perfume. When the moon finally slipped behind the shifting clouds, the last of my strength deserted me. A wave of bile surged up my throat, and I fought the urge to vomit. This was the last shred of my humanity, screaming in guilt at what I had done. Deep down, my wolf side relished in every drop of the meal. “We need to leave now." I mumbled into Layla's subconscious mind. “Give me more time," she grunted, snapping a bone and coating the remains with her saliva, as if leaving her mark.

The sight was breathtaking. "Well, shi.t." Was all I could say as I stared. "Beautiful isn't it?" He asked me, but when I turned to answer him I noticed he wasn't looking at the scene before us, but at me. I blushed slightly, looking back at the crystals. 'I think I like this Cas.' Umbra's voice filtered through. Luz and I have been on the outs since Friday. She wants our intertwined and is mad at me for rejecting him. I am mad at her for almost letting Damon rape me. I am not sure how we're going to get past this.

"Achee! Achee!" All of a sudden, a scent of evil was smelt. Lucas knew that a Dark Race member had arrived, but it was not a strong one. "Centipede… such a big centipede!" Lucas heard Lora's shriek before he even spun around. He turned his head slowly and noticed a centipede that was a few meters long crawling to him at tremendous speed. The centipede had thousands of legs It was a Rank 2 Dark Race being which possessed no harm at all.

Cherie How can happiness be so fleeting? From being happy and content one second, to terrified the next. The beast in front of me snarls, its golden eyes pinning me with a look that sends bile rising up to my throat. I don’t know how one would describe the scent of death perfectly, but this monster is the embodiment of the word. It’s incredibly taller, even taller than Creed or Alpha Kai, covered in black fur, and standing on two legs. With claws the size of a grown man’s full hand, sickly yellow eyes, and scars littered all over its body, I know this is Creed’s Lycan.

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

"I have done everything to bring us back together. I followed you for moths when that monster took you, I stalked you for weeks in that God forbidden forest! I even hired a man to pretend to be a rogue just so that I can pretend to rescue you and make you feel safe! I have given you my all! why must I share you with them?!" Sera couldn't reply as tears poured out of her eyes. what could she say to a man that had clearly run mad? Lucas had a deranged look in his eye as he pulled out a jade dagger from his pocket. "This is a jade knife. It was made to quickly eliminate Lycans. Don't worry, they won't feel any pain. Just one stab and it will soon be over." "Lucas please I'm begging you, don't d

Taiya closed her eyes, giving her own silent farewell. Luceya’s horse expired a short time later. Whatever vile toxin these creatures possessed, it was fast acting and definitely the product of Dark Magic. Keyla suspected that the creatures themselves were as well. Luceya’s death had hardened her resolve to seek out those who were using it against them and put an end to them. Her desire for vengeance was nearly as strong as when her mother had died. These dark powers were killing her family, and she would have it no longer.

Lila's P.O.V The darkness in the crypt was absolute, a suffocating blanket that pressed against my skin like the weight of all the Blackwood secrets buried here. My flashlight beam sliced through it, casting erratic shadows on the stone walls etched with names of ancestors long gone—generations who had fought their own battles against curses and betrayals. Serena's face emerged in the dim light, pale and drawn, her eyes wide with a fear that mirrored my own. The crash from above still echoed in my ears, the tumbling stones sealing the heavy door shut with a finality that made my heart race.

As they stepped into the cool, damp air of the night, the rain had transformed into a light drizzle, misting the surroundings in a haze. The world outside felt lush and alive, yet ominous with an undercurrent of uncertainty. George led the way, Elora and Maya close behind, each step bringing them closer to a sanctuary that felt both like a refuge and a line crossed. "Stay close," George advised, casting a watchful glance over his shoulder. "We don't know who might be watching."