Fanfic Worm Novelas e Histórias

At the office, the boss thoughtfully signed some documents and then asked her to accompany him home for dinner to see his parents, in the tone of asking someone to make a cup of tea. Thinking of the amount of money in her account after agreeing, Felicia continued her bath. As Felicia rubbed her hair, the back of her neck was exposed. The gland had a one-centimetre scar on it. Although the gland was damaged as a child, although it was Omega, she was not sensitive to pheromones; even if she did not smell the pheromones, she would not be affected because she could not enter heat. It was because of her condition that Lionel took a liking to her and brought her home to pretend to be a lover.

Kayson said, “Captain Whitman, please hold on for a second. This might sting a bit.” As soon as he finished speaking, he enveloped the scalpel with his sword aura, He slashed at Captain Whitman’s arm, and a black, earthworm-like creature slithered out of the wound along with the blood. The creature fell into the bucket, and Kayson hurriedly sliced it in half. Captain Whitman shouted, “What the hell is that?!” ‘Why was there a worm inside of me?!’ Kayson said, “This is a poisonous worm known as the Blood Seeker. It's fortunate that it just entered your body not long ago. If you had kept it inside your body for a few more days, you would have turned into a dried corpse.”

I didn't know where did this creature came from but I could feel through my spine the terrifying presence it gives to me. The creature stares at me with its non-existence eyes, not looking at my appearance but looking to my very soul. This worm is overwhelming that I could not look away nor run away from him. *gulp* swallowing my saliva I look him with fear into my eyes. The worm saw my expression and snorted with disappointment. After that, the worm left as the emptiness is swallowed him leaving nothing behind. The worm left and my body can finally move. *Sigh* Like my whole energy leaving away my body after those staring that had done in just a minute I sighed in relief.

Severin glanced at Stephanie and smiled faintly, "What if they know I can help you kill those Torture Spell Worms as well? How many people will still support that Devil Gang's Supreme Leader?" "What! You can do that?" Stephanie exclaimed, looking at Severin in astonishment. Quico was slightly taken aback, but quickly resumed with a wry smile. "Senior, these Torture Spell Worms are not easy to kill. They can't be killed with spiritual energy. Moreover, these Torture Spell Worms are very strange, very small, and they roam in your bloodstream, making it impossible to kill them. A person's body can host two of these Torture Spell Worms, and they become transparent when they sense danger, making

The clothing, the design of the house and even the doctor that they had was different. She let out a sigh. She will just have to trust them, her instinct says that she could trust these people. Ember watched Apo put the worm straight into Craig’s opened wound. The moment the worm touched the rotten flesh of his wound, it began sucking it. A loud cry of pain reverberated in the entire room as the worn kept on sucking Craig’s wound. Ember winced in disgust.

He whispered on a low moan, his body writhing on the spot. Wormy hadn’t earned my attention yet, therefore I wouldn’t be gracing his pleas with a verbal reply. Again I circled him slowly. As I did so, I caressed his chest, trailing my nails down until I reached his pubes. I yanked on the small mound of hair and wormy grunted lowly.

The worm shrieked an ear breaking sound, making Theodore, fall from the worm, Clement and James lose their balance, The girls fall to the ground. Now it’s time. Clement stabbed the key at the worm. The worm’s outer skin was incredibly soft and thin. The acidic black substance poured out of the worm, and it stumbles. Clement pulls Theodore out of the way, running to James. Clement and James look at each other, panting. “We did it,” James said while trying to catch his breath. “Yeah,” Clement puts down Theodore, who is unconscious. They looked at the worm, some gas pouring out of the thing. The skin then widens and widens. They ran away, Clement dragging Theodore in his arms. The worm exploded

I laughed as we walked towards the restroom, “I told you to skip biology and get this over but no, you want to be hard-headed, now look at you.” “Shut up,” she said weakly as I pushed open the restroom door. I barely rolled up my sleeve as Janea bared her fangs, the pointed canines pressing into her bottom lip and making an indention, her eyes becoming slivered and a glowing shade of yellow, her painted nails sharpening into claws. She chomped down on my arm and no amount of healing or durability can take away the pain of being bitten by a hungry vampire. “Whoa! Take it easy Janea! That actually hurt,” I exclaimed.

But before Samuel could react, the blood worms that had already got in were still wandering outside suddenly rushed into the mouth of the blood source crazily, as if they had gone mad. "Ah!" Samuel couldn't open his mouth, but he still gritted his teeth and groaned in pain. The madly surging blood worms were not only crazy and bloodthirsty, but also extremely greedy. Countless blood worms even kept drilling into Samuel's body along the wound. In an instant, Samuel felt that there were at least a few dozen blood worms desperately drilling into his flesh. Following that, more tentacles stretched out from the silkworm cocoon and were about to attack Samuel's body.

It was moving towards her. When the shape got to about twenty feet away, Abigail saw it clearly. It was an entangled mass of large squirming worms, about five feet high and seven feet wide. Thousands of them were oozing and churning in a giant loathsome knot. And it was coming closer. As it slid across the floor a human arm, white and bloodless, flailed through the air, before being sucked back into the noisome mess. Then a head appeared, its eye sockets and mouth obscenely alive with gluttonous, writhing worms. It followed the arm, back into the broiling mass. Abigail saw death approaching with dispassion, as Lilith continued to whisper inside her head: 'Poor Mr James, he looks rather unwel