Novel & Cerita Enderman X Creeper

“Come out, you bastard.” Her grip tightened, lifting him off the ground effortlessly. He thrashed, clawing at her wrist, but she held firm, strangling the life from him. “YES!” she growled, her voice laced with something ancient, something unholy. “COME OUT, THAN! SHOW YOURSELF!” The sky churned. The shadows quivered. Zander’s limbs went slack. His vision dimmed. And then— The earth cracked beneath her feet. Her balance faltered. Zander’s body crashed to the ground, gasping. A howl—deep, unearthly—split the silence.

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

I screamed. A blinding, spherical wave of golden electromagnetic energy exploded outward from my chest in a fifty-foot radius. The shockwave hit the swarm with the force of a freight train. The air cracked with high-voltage ozone. The Creepers shrieked in agonizing unison as the golden EMP fried their central nervous systems, instantly paralyzing their limbs and dropping thirty beasts straight into the mud, twitching helplessly like landed fish. "FINISH THEM!" I commanded, my Sovereign voice echoing off the mountain walls like thunder.

He walked by as we both began walking back to my room so I could change. I was pulled back from a grip, I turned around and it was the Stranger, I frowned and looked at his hands and his eyes followed. He loosened his grip and dropped my hands gently, My name is Derek what is your name? he asked. “Lydia Martin” I said Mel made a sign to remind me that we needed to leave so that I could change. "I have to go," I said as I turned and began walking away. He is your mate, my wolf said.

I say quietly, fighting the urge to go suck what's left dry. I don't wait for them to say anything and run off to where I smell the blood. I see a woman braced against the side of the building and two puncture wounds on her neck. There's a vampire, her blood still smells fresh. That's when I felt a knife enter my waist from someone behind me. I turn to see a vampire, blood staining his mouth. He takes one look in my eyes and his widen in fear. "Dhampir," he says scared.

These powerful Underlings learned that if their un-living host killed a living being and infected it with the essence of other spirits, then they could give passage to the spirits and Wraiths of their choosing—angry, malignant entities that only wanted to do damage—entities that the Mother would have never consented to. Soon humans were being killed for food, to generate more of their kind, or in fits of bloodlust. Instead of dining on the life-blood of animals, they had hideous urges to drink from their own human brother or even each other. The spark of humanity was extinguished in these violent undead. They could not procreate or resist the bloodlust that tried to consume them. They became

“And where there’s one, there’s a thousand.” Though she wanted to know what a Creeper was, Ru didn’t get the question out before the sound of a thousand fingernails scritching across chalkboards filled her ears and the shadows multiplied, the form of the Creeper suddenly lost in a stampede of similar shaped creatures who filled the spaces alongside it and began to scurry down the walls, their inky black shadow selves causing the darkness to blacken. “Are they… demons?” “Sort of,” Lyric replied. “Can I blast them?”

The girl smiled crookedly and jumped over the reptilian, leaving him confused but the other reptilians joined and ran behind her. The guy ran into one of the streets in the ruined city to hide, meanwhile; the girl crossed random streets to give his companion some time to manage the things before their departure. It’s not the first time that someone from the underworld tried to conquer the ruined and now the creepers are aware of them. She looked back and cursed, “shit!! They are still behind!!!” From the corner of her eye, she noticed something unusual approaching her. It took a while to realise that a level 2 creeper has joined the chat. The parasitic body made the girl frown and wise enoug

"Kid, who's the earthbound immortal outside?" Chad quickly replied, "It's Hansen Kara from Karamon." Meran looked puzzled and asked, "What's he here for?" Chad hurriedly explained, "Someone named Landry Wilt wants to use a Dead Man's Piece in exchange for the opportunity to become an immortal ghost!" Meran got up when he heard that. His deep red robes fluttered, and the sinister aura of his body was terrifying. "A Dead Man's Piece is like a badge of the underworld! He has worn it for two years and has less than a hundred days left to live—"

Nya asks, she's getting impatient. The intercom chimes again with another announcement; “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING. THE PROVIDENCE PEACEKEEPERS HAVE IDENTIFIED THE FUGITIVE AND HIS ACCOMPLICE. THEY APPEAR TO BE OMEN; A MALE LYCAN DRESSED IN RED SWIM TRUNKS AND A FEMALE VAMPIRE DRESSED IN A GREEN BIKINI BOTTOM WITH A ROBE ON. PLEASE YOU ARE ADVISED TO KEEP YOUR DISTANCE FROM THEM, THEY ARE EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. REPORT ANY SIGHTINGS TO THE STAFF OR TO THE PEACEKEEPERS. THANK YOU.”