Czech Folklore Creatures Novels & Stories

I chuckled and pulled him until we saw my mom's grave. "We don't practice that one, babe. Besides, I really haven't heard the superstitions you're talking about." "Really?. Do you know about the dwarves?" "Yeah. The small persons," he said, and I laughed while pinching him, making him jump and say ouch. "What small persons are talking?" "Am I wrong?" "Dwarves are one of the famous urban legends here in the country. They are not just small people as you said. They are tiny creatures that live in anthills. They have powers and yes, if you disturb them, some parts of your body may swell."

Hera woofs at him. “See, she’s good.” He says, turning to the now clustered area around us. Aolis has told me of the fae creatures that live on their land. The little red-hair man must be a leprechaun, the twig looking girl must be a dryad, there are the sprites, of course, notable for their glowing skin making them look like large fire flies and then there are some fairies floating around too. At least I hope they are fairies, the good kind, not faeries the bad kind. Apparently, the only way to distinguish between them is how they spell fairy. Well, that and their behaviors. “Queen Anastasia is good.”

“And yet, like all good folklore, it has its darker side. The festival also speaks of caution. The stories warn of the dangers of straying too far from the safety of the village during the full moon.” Another slide appeared on the screen, depicting an old woodcut of villagers dancing beneath the moon while shadowy figures lurked in the forest’s edge. “These figures,” Elena continued, pointing to the shadows, “are often described as protectors... or predators, depending on the tale. Some say they were wolves blessed by the moon to guard the forest. Others claim they were cursed beings, drawn to the festival by its energy. And some versions even suggest that these beings were once human.” The

“I cannot be certain just yet, but it is possible that Bandore might have enlisted the aid of a Plythir which is a creature known for causing discord. Think of it like the opposite of a Leprechaun.” “Leprechauns are real?” I asked curiously. Dante just tossed me a smirk as if it should have been common knowledge or something. “Very much so. They are nice creatures unless you wish to harm them. That is when they turn positively vicious. They are often hunted for their magic which influences good luck. Plythir magic influences bad luck. If Bandore tied it to Lady Elle’s essence then it would attract bad luck to her.” He handed me a blue vial with a dark liquid inside of it. I looked to him for

"It must have been an extremely painstaking effort to create them, even for just a mere replica." The Russian seemed to be slightly interested. Javier was less intrigued. He stood, arms crossed with a stern demeanour. Dave stopped at the last sculpture and examined it closely. Some were animal statues of lions, foxes, and the three demons, Krahang, a male ghost that flies in the night. Krasue, a woman's head with her viscera hanging down from the neck. Mae Nak is a female ghost who died in childbirth and can extend her arms. Phi Am, is a spirit that sits on a person's chest during the night. He traced the stonework with his finger, still amazed by what the ancients could do.

But my curiosity is piqued, and I resist her suggestion, determined to linger a while longer amidst the garden's allure. "I prefer to stay," I counter, my resolve firm. With a resigned sigh, Calia relents, her expression betraying a hint of concern. "It's not safe," she insists, her words laced with urgency. "Especially near the woods." Before I can respond, a chorus of high-pitched squeals fills the air, accompanied by a sudden eruption of green smoke that billows forth, causing me to cough and shield my nose with the sleeve of my dress. Through the haze, I glimpse a swarm of peculiar creatures – miniature beings resembling pixies, yet lacking in limbs, their tadpole-like forms darting fran

Many Crone-aligned witches want them gone—they’re a stain. Then shit got weird. This merry little band following the first Cherokee male in legend is also bringing: Two Seelie fae A dragon shifter and a selkie Two Unseelie fae (a dark elf and a kobold) And—I shit you not—two putti. Those flying, diapered, Cupid-looking cherubs. With actual bows. And deadly aim. As for Huitzilopochtli? His group is even wilder.

Long ago when I was a little girl before the werewolves attacked the village, I once used to call home. My dad used to tell me stories about witches that dwelled not too far from our village in the hoods, where no sounds were made, no wind blew and everything was still there, even the waters. He used to tell me stories about witches with unbelievable abilities that were very strange to us humans. Witches that had the powers to see the future, to heal, to speak to the dead, and possess the soul of us, humans. I used to be scared of these frightening stories, but soon I had gotten to love them. Knowing that there were beings with such unique abilities

"Then, explain to me." I wanted to know all I could. He started speaking, and I strained to catch every word. "Kandare is a land of the supernaturals. Mainly, it is home to werewolves and hybrids like myself, and a few other magical creatures." He gave me a side eye. "Don't ask about unicorns." "But are there unicorns?"I grinned and a little smile pulled at his lips. I didn't push that line of talk. "What about the witches?"

Roisin pov We had traveled very far and were currently heading through a dark abyss of gnarled trees and rocky terrain. I could see glowing eyes watching us through the pitch darkness and shuddered. The horse wasn't fairing much better, Keran continually had to speak reassuring words to the spooked animal. He was undisturbed, knowing he was going to rule over them all one day. We were deep in unseelie land and the deeper we got the stranger the creatures became. We passed groups of large trolls that bowed and greeted us kindly. Dark fairies with leathery wings flew past and greeted us as well. I was amazed by all the new things I was seeing. Frogs with large tusks and multiple limbs strolled