Eldritch Beings Novels & Stories

After reciting an incantation thrice, he'd succeeded in summoning a deity in charge of handling the souls in the Netherrealm. Upon sight of the fierce and mighty deity, Duane's eyes shone. He expected nothing less from the expert he'd invited here. The Dracotigris Order lived up to its reputation; its members could really summon deities! Just as the deity was about to ask Dorthan why he was summoned, he looked down, accidentally catching sight of Landon, clad in a suit, gold-rimmed glasses on his face. The deity shuddered and vanished the moment Landon adjusted his glasses.

“The Umbrathal.” Rowan’s eyes snapped to her. Zander growled—a deep, warning rumble. “What the hell is an Umbrathal?” Zander demanded. Elle closed her eyes for a moment. And when she opened them, I knew— Whatever this was… it terrified her. “Long before witches existed… long before wolves took their first shift… there were beings born from the void. From the dark between realms. They were neither alive nor dead.” Her voice went low. Trembling.

The wind howled through the ruins like a haunting whisper, as if the world itself recoiled from what had just been unleashed. Ivy clutched her abdomen, eyes fixed on the glowing rift in the sky. Her breath hitched as the air turned colder—too cold, even for a world at war. Aiden moved beside her. “Eidolon,” he muttered. “Spirits of the Rift. I thought they were only legends.” “They were,” Lilith said grimly, drawing a protective rune in the dirt. “Until your child called them.”

However, something caught his eye when Drake glanced in the rearview mirror and saw something faint in the area of ​​June's apartment unit. Drake suddenly swerved and turned the car around. He returns to June's apartment and finds that he was right. Drake flew from the bottom of the apartment building straight to the window of June's apartment that had been opened earlier. Altar must have entered through the window. His fairy powder was around the window lock lever, which was why he was able to enter without making a sound. When Drake entered, June was about to enter into a vortex of light that would lead her to the world of dark elves who were nowhere to be found. The Dark Elves were expell

Two dominant males And I, caught right in the middle. Suddenly the bracelet on my wrist pulsed. I stumbled as the air shimmered around me. Elira’s voice echoed in my head “They’re coming.” “Who?” “The Hollowed.” I gasped. “The Hollowed?” I echoed. What is that? Aether raised an eyebrow. “Do you know them?” Castillo went pale. “They’re ancient, cursed. Creatures created from failed vessels—spirits rejected by the Moon.” “How did you know that’s what they are?” Laziel asked.

And the witch who shivered so hard as if she had been exposed to freezing cold, but she was so terrified just to hear his frightening voice! It made her heartbeat slow Satan raised his eyes to see Mars fiercely fighting everyone who approached them But he quickly held his fist away from Lara when Darkel saw himself attacking him in the form of a wolf!! I wish..if I die before you get hurt, that would be merciful to me~' ......... "Just like a dead battery.. the body is in good condition, the soul is used up." He gritted his teeth violently, like an Ardina watching everything anxiously. To throw Lara quickly and cleverly at Darkel, who thrust his fangs into her cruelly, thinking it was a Arde

Lyle put an arm around her to steady her, but I noticed his eyes came flickering back to me. A drow is a type of dark elf that are known for their otherworldly abilities. They are said to have a connection with the underworld. A regular elf connects with life and mother nature, while a drow connects with death and darkness. Two different sides of the spectrum.However, a drangel is something even more rare. They are winged elves that were greatly reduced in number due to conflicts with the dragons years ago. They are serious-minded and considered ruthless. I remember when I was reading a book, I confused them with fairies, but my mother told me they were nothing like fairies.

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

"That journey shall be too perilous, though the path is the shortest." "What are the Drekavac?" this time Ruslan asked. "Drekavac, or the screamers. They are furry canine human-like forest demons with a spindle-thin body and impossibly long claws. Horrible, horrible creatures, those Drekavac, I tell you," said the owl. "Our time is running out," the princess said. "The solstice is getting nearer and we can't linger anymore."

Setting : Old Elder Vampire Court ___ :THE BLOODLIT CAVERN ************************************************ [> **“Veythur drak’shael, Eldreth morûn varthas! Ixthar velûm shaelor, thren’dral ossar vey’nath. Crescendath Oth’yr, dravûn ixthir vel shaen, draegor velûn, mortha ixthar, thalos verûn.