Eldritch Monsters Novels & Stories

It would be foolish to risk him having a clue and shutting up. “We have always been there. Ever since good has existed, there has also been evil. Edimmu, Jiang Shi, Ghoul. We were called Draugr in the Nordic countries. They have called us different things through time, but we are the same and with the sole purpose of creating fear in people so that they appreciate the good and correct. Some of us, however, have been just a bit theatrical, Lamia and Lillith, for example”. "What has that got to do with the pact ?"

However, this stream of water was not powerful either, as Miren was able to immediately and coldly submerge it. Drake halted his attack while intently observing the monster's reaction with his sword drawn. The newly manifested monstrosities appeared to have been drawn in by another form of monstrosity. They barked an ominous growl, their teeth bared, and their eyes widened even further than they had before. Everyone was fixated on Drake and Miren as if they were the source of their next meal. It would appear that something deep within them is urging them to win the battle against Miren and Drake.

The wind at the summit of the Obsidian Hatchery didn’t just howl; it screamed with the frequency of a dying world. High above the fortress, where the air was thin enough to taste of stars and ancient frost, the Great Drakes of the Obsidian Peak stirred in their stone nests. These were not the dragons of myth, but primordial, fur-clad behemoths—half-wolf, half-serpent, with wings of leathery shadow that spanned thirty feet. They were the "Shadow-Stalkers," beasts that had served the High Alphas since the First Dawn, and they only answered to the resonance of a Hallowed Command.

Philip asked, “What’s this meteorite?” Fennel frowned and said, “If I’m not mistaken, it’s not a meteorite but a living creature from the other shore—a monster. In the Graben Abyss, everyone who has experienced the final trial of the king of disciples has to face countless monsters. Thus, they develop rapidly in the fights with them. These monsters hatch from meteorite-like stones like this, suck the blood of humans, and devour human flesh to complete the stage of evolutionary growth.

ATK-420 STR-140 DEF-660 DEX-132 Speed-64 AGI-64 Mana-1500 INT-300 [Skills: Monarch's blessing(Epic) Reflective Shield(Unique) Dash(Mystic) Advanced Intelligence (Unique) Psionic Cluster (Unique) Hivemind Presence(Unique) Mind Blast(Unique) Infectious Touch( Mystic) Screeching Mind(Unique) Language Comprehension(Rare) Humanoid Form(Lost Art) [Psionic tyrants, intellectual creatures, they are insidious masterminds. Drifters are one of the first to appear, they affect worlds in underground hives creating field mirages to consume worlds. Eradicated by a few beings a few centuries ago] I knew it. You Effing Donkey! This is my summon. He actually has a human form! And lo

"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."

“Then, do you know what would have happened to you if what you said were true?” “I would have become a fallen elf.” “Then, can you tell me what a fallen elf is? I assume you do not know, otherwise you would not have said such a lie.” “I am sorry Mother Lelyah.” “I see. I overestimated your ability to study by yourself.” She looked directly into my eyes. “A fallen elf is one who have lost Mother Jörð’s blessing. In other words, you lose your divine mana. Without it, you are nothing more than a mere beast, you cannot use any magic and you cannot cross the village’s barrier.”

The monster's claws were sticking out from the heart area and moving to scratch the air. "What are that creatures?" Astrid asked, gasping with a pale face. Astrid's body immediately stiffened with alarm. There was no way an ordinary human could live without a heart. What really happened to her friends? “They are called Nightmare. They are the creatures that locked us in a never-ending nightmare. They trap us here,” replied Dahlia. "Who are you really? Why are you disguised as my friends?” asked Astrid angrily. Shit! At times like this, she wanted to summon her Brun weapon, but his backpack disappeared somewhere. Astrid glanced at Urvarth. The fire dragon looked calm and alert.

I said as I pull my sword from my holster belt when I feel that dark aura coming towards us. Vlash look around and when he sees those moving bushes he pulls his sword. “What the… what ARE those?” I utter in disgust when I clearly see who or what are those approaching creatures. I see some small looking naked ugly little creatures like dwarves but look so scary and their bodies look like of those zombies. Their faces are covered in bandages, their eyes are orange, they have long sharp ears, no nose and they are holding weapons and spears as they run towards us. “Those are ‘limpets’ they are like the dark opposite of dwarves. They are scary and they kill people. They serve the black goddess.”

“What?” “Nightmares.” Dominic said. He could hear the unease in Paul’s voice as he said this one word. The initial thought: black horse, red eyes, fire-breathing. That’s just one of many versions. These monsters were gatekeepers of a sort. Meant to keep shifters in their place. Not just shifters, vampires, druids, and other creatures. Nightmares are more of a catch-all name for a creature used to hunt the slave species who rebelled against their Fae overlords. The slave species trapped their Fae overlords in their home realm or dimension. It depends on the story and generation you read how it’s defined. Mages are finding magic and science-based documents now on what happened. They aim to rea