Double O Mogar Novels & Stories

But near the north door, there is a stairway going up but it's blocked by rubble. Marika runs and opens the northern door and gasps. The light of my lantern streams into the doorway and revealed a huge, muscled monster stooping over. He holds a massive spiked club in one hand and a melon-sized rock on the other hand. It's an Ogre. The Ogre smiles a jagged tooth grin, “I've been expecting you. I am your humble king, Gobler.”

The kind of food Abednego is supposed to take to the ogrism in the cage is a certain creature, though he will have to use the magic calabash given to him by Matendechere the sorcerer. It is found in the cave; thus its diet is human brain. It is in form of a crawling man, it is a being, also it has some feminine appearance, who looks like a man with extremely long, big arms and big toes. It is believed it can smell a smell of human being from as far as ten kilometres away. It feeds on fresh human brain and drinks blood most of the time. That is a meal that Abednego is supposed to go and feed it to the ogrism. The figure appears to have five to nine long, black tentacles that protrude from its

I can make this work, as everyone knows it is impossible for eyes to recover fast unless you have a mod there, which of course got banned. I don't know when they will take the ban away, but I have to maintain my act till that....., huh? My grandpa was fantastic at stuff like this. After all, he must have seen and learned from his dad when he used to escape from the eyes of the Denver family. [Ben, I forgot to say the species of Oreo; the report arrived two days after you went into coma. Oreo is a black sabre-toothed tiger, one of the very ancient gene and rarest mutated beasts found in the world.

“That was Luther Grucius Orien gentlemen, attribute, super strength belonging to the physical prowess category, class C level 5. There are so many promising mahò users today, so let us welcome yet another of these mahò users, Lady Antonella Locke!” Applauses can be heard and Nellie immediately began. When she imbued her mana, flowers started to grow around her. The crystal ball glowed green and numbers appeared. Afterwards she proceeded to the second test. Trapping the dummy into roots of trees, the dummy immediately exploded. The blooming flowers looked out of place in the disastrous place it grew in. the only thing left of the dummy was its shattered body held by the tree roots.

Name: MO - 501 Species : High Altitude Magic Observer Status : Damaged/ Temporary Deactivate/ Awaiting Activation Functions : Terrain Mapping Communications Relay Mana Canon (Damaged) Teleporter (Damaged) Downfall (Damaged) Extended Coverage Information Archive (68% Damaged) Descriptions: MO- 501 was one of the Black Keep Empire Magical Observer that were made for communications purpose and weapon of mass destruction's. It's a Living monster that were made by combining delicate Alchemy creations process and Mana tinkering, due to 604 786 years of disconnection, MO- 501 has deteriorated and several of it's functions were discarded to ensure it's survival. "That's was one hell of a story….wha

Spineless little worm. “Hello Supreme Alpha Rian, it’s so nice of you to come from Máni for my birthday. Now, shall we dance?” Morrigan says to me, her bright green eyes full of laughter at what just occurred. “Of course, darling, however; I do have something that I need to discuss with you so why don’t we head somewhere more private?” I suggest. She nods and grabs my hand; pleasurable tingles shoot up my arm and I sigh in content.

**** DELLA I watched as Hunt walked off towards the aisles before I went in search of clothing. Since it was going to be cold in the mountains, I took three sweaters, all neutral colours like beige and brown. Being around humans always made me so nervous. No one wants to grow up as human only to learn that they're actually a beastly creature that turns every full moon because that's the time when our powers are at their peak and the Moon Goddess is calling out to us to embrace our role in nature.

She smiles and turns the shove off. She feels more emotions come up on her, she can't take this anymore. She walks straight to the main entrance and walks out of the house. Why is she so stupid? Why do her feelings always hurt her?! She feels frustrated. She stands on the porch and stares as the snow falls. It's snowing; she didn't even realize it was. She steps in the snow and lets the snow fall on her. The snow falls on her cheek and melts into water due to the heat on her cheeks; it slides down her face mixing in with her tears. She smiles feeling lighter than before. Perhaps love isn't made for someone like her, she thinks.

She clears her throat briefly before asking, “Care for tea?” She never really had breakfast at home so most of her mugs were located at the top cupboard of her kitchen. She hurriedly places a mini stool in front of her and climbs it, while trying to reach for two mugs. Height wise, Anna was average and Josh had often teased her about it every time he carried her and had her wrap her legs round his waist. Anna suspected the heavens were not in her favor today as she loses her balance on the stool. Before she could fall, she feels a firm grip on both sides of her waist, when she’s lifted up swiftly and placed on the ground.

Well, all but one. Thing is, on the wall just a little adjacent to the right side of the table was the largest monitor Megan had ever seen; like it was the combination of three of the world's largest monitors mounted on the glass wall without any strain to it. On its display was the map of the world; every continent, country, and region marked with an algorithmic assessment of different threat levels in numbers in relations to the various current events occurring in them in real-time. Now, that was Dennis Ahmad, Director of Olympus, she thought. The monitor showed the extent of his true power; and she couldn't help but be awed by it for a few seconds.