Elden Ring Worm Face Novels & Stories

I want to vomit. The beast slowly emerged from his hiding place. Its head is big and it has manes like that of a lion. It has four round ugly black eyes, a mouth with long sharp yellowish fang, pointed ears, and a dog nose. I observed that it has a sharply pointed tail that wiggles slowly as if evaluating my reaction. Its body is covered with black fur, but there are ugly gape holes on its body. I guess that's where the tentacles come out.

I said to him. “Let me live? You’re not walking out of this room,” he said to me as he gripped my hair and pulled my head up as he hit me again. I wasn’t healing as fast as I should have and I felt confused. “What did you give me?” I asked him. “Wolfsbane, it slows the healing and eventually it will kill you,” he said to me. Wolfsbane. Now that was a problem I hadn’t foreseen. “Then get it over with, because I’ll never tell you anything,” I said to him. He laughed again as he looked at me.

The nerve. “You were obviously eavesdropping and peeking… right outside my door.” I chinned up and moved in his face. “Well, I wanted to tell you Lior’s rashes were back but you don’t care as you were so busy trying to get in Zuri’s—“ I see a flash of his wolf, “Finish that sentence, Elara…” he said, moving so close to my face that if I tilt my head, our lips would touch. I gulp and back away. “Lior’s rash is back.” He straightens. “He’s asleep right now but I’m taking him to my mom.”

A grey, dust-like substance—spores—puffed from their mouths and noses, filling the air with the stench of rot. Inside, Alistair was being held from behind by a maid, while Eleanor, who was supposed to be weak and bedridden, had both hands wrapped around his throat. But the most terrifying part was the tongue. A long, thick tendril covered in pulsating suckers was extending from Eleanor's mouth, writhing as it tried to force its way into Alistair's. Alistair struggled, but the fungal appendage was getting closer and closer to his lips. "Father!" Veronica screamed.

Ellen feel worried and scared. She had a really sore neck with teeth markings, just like all the other patients who had been brought in, who were suspected of animal attacks. The sore was getting worse, even though she was not feeling the pain as much, but she was gradually dying. Her skin was becoming thinner and lighter, and the veins in her neck were now clearly visible to the eyes.

“What about your eye?” I asked Ellen, she looked at me with shame. “Ah. Well, it seems the forest wanted to keep a piece of me…” Both Bella and I gasped as Ellen pulled up her right eyelid, showing just flesh left. “It’s okay, it doesn’t really hurt. Thanks to the wolf blood I think it’s already basically healed. Guess I was lucky the tree pulled it out…” “Ellen…” I stammered not sure what to say, she just shrugged before turning to collect the bag she had thrown. Forcing me to remember that needle.

"She's burning up. This isn't normal." The door burst open as Dr. Alex Walker rushed in, his white coat flapping behind him. The doctor was in his forties, with salt-and-pepper hair and sharp, observant eyes that missed nothing. "Move aside," he ordered, his authoritative tone brooking no argument even from the son of the former Alpha King. He crouched beside Elara, checking her pulse and lifting her eyelids. What he saw made him curse under his breath. "She's experiencing severe wolf-fever," Dr. Walker announced, his voice clinical but with an undercurrent of concern. "Her wolf form is collapsing from prolonged silver exposure."

He winked and her and her cheeks flushed red. "Do you have aid box? I want to fix your Injury?" Elsa said and stared at his hand. "No, Barbie doll. Don't worry about this, I'll be fine" Radon said. "The wound will get infected, I know it's normal for you to fight and end up getting hurt. But just let me treat this wound and stop going around fighting, you'll get hurt" Elsa said. She couldn't help it,he's too hot and her head is filled with images of him shirtless.

“Funga...?” “Fungalstopsis,” she repeated. “It’s actually quite common in young wolf pups. They pick it up in their fur, and when they shift back to human form, they bring it back into their bodies. He needs antibiotics, but he’ll be fine.” Jade made it sound like it wasn’t a big deal, but I wasn’t so sure. “Leo?” I asked, but he was clearly relieved. “This is good news, Ava,” he told me, leaning in to kiss me on the forehead. “I had it when I was a kid, too.”

Akira had been injured and I was trying all I could to control the angry storm inside of me. The pack's doctor was tending to her face which Elora had used her claws to scratch. I frowned, tapping my legs impatiently when the doctor appeared. I rushed over to him. "How is she doing?" I asked curiously and he used the back of his hand to wipe the beads of sweat that formed on his face. "She will be fine, but the injuries on her face would take time to heal unless her wolf can heal it up completely otherwise the scar would be left on her face," he explained.