Novel & Cerita Fiction Creature

Though it’s likely to see a werecreature whose emotions are heightened to lose control and transform. What most human fictional stories tend to miss is our origin. We are derived from powerful beasts known as the forbidden animals. The forbidden animals resemble the average lion, panther, wolf, and hyena, among other members of the animal species. But these creatures are at least three times their size, move in flashing speed, and are immeasurably more powerful than the average wildlife in the animal kingdom.

Mutated creatures — no longer recognizable as students or staff — began crawling from the walls and ceiling, drawn by the scent of living supernaturals. Worse, Serena’s eyes glowed with another vision: “They’re adapting… and they’re hunting us specifically now.”

Cent’s wary reaction earned her a pat on the head from Steffan. “Silly girl. This is absolute talent, I tell you. By the way, what are these? I get that these horned ones are demons, but what are these small creatures?” Cent was about to answer him that she did not know and she only saw these creatures in her dreams, but she was stopped midway when the shadows hissed the name of the creatures. “Goblins,” said Cent. Steffan whistled from her reply. “You got some awesome imagination, Maleficent. You keep on surprising me.”

’, I thought and rolled my eyes. . “Fine.”, Dada finally agreed after a lot of persuasion from me. . . Once I reached the library, I started looking for the book having details of all kinds of creatures in the world. And thankfully, my research ended after half an hour. This is a magical book that gets updated automatically along with time, just as Wikipedia in g****e terms. I quickly read all the pages of those creatures about whom I already knew like Nephilim, Demon, Angels, Werewolves, Shapeshifters, Dragons, and Vampires.

You were a future general. - It's not the fact that I can or can't have children that scares me. - Then what is scarring you, my love? - What if our children are born, and they have strange creatures inside them? Neither a wolf nor a dragon. - Lucifron, are you listening to yourself? There are so many hybrid creatures in the world, children of different species. Why would ours be different? They were probably born with a wolf or a dragon. - You're right. I'm foolish.

Really? ‘Well… James is not our mate, and he’s being taken care of by his anyway.’ She had a point, but there was no way I was admitting that. ‘Tch’ I said and cleared my throat. Then Hunter spoke, his voice laced with a grudging respect. "We studied the creatures' bodies," he said. "They're unlike anything we've ever encountered. A twisted mix of werewolf and… something else." My brow furrowed. Vampires? Here?

The kind of beasts humans thought were myths, but in reality, they were all hidden in plain sight. I kept turning the pages like a mad man but couldn't find the creature. Most books mentioned vampires and different breeds of werewolves. There were a few sections about mermaids and faeries. Not what I was looking for. I paused as I flipped through the last few pages. There was a picture. A giant beast with a human face and spiderlike features. Bingo... [That thing will have us for breakfast. You might as well change your name and move to Neverland.]

“I’ve got a headache and a suspicion we’re all about to die.” “Comforting.” “What’s wrong?” I tell her most of it and her expression darkens. “You didn’t touch it?” “No.” “Good. Touching changes things.” “Do you know what it was?” “No,” she says. “But I’ve read about similar entities. Bleed creatures. Not quite alive. Not quite dead. Formless things that take shape when they cross.” “Shape from what?” “From us. From memory. From wanting to be real.” I swallow hard. “It mirrored me.”

Was the Earthstalker a creature of myth, a ghost story whispered by the wind? Just as despair began to creep in, a twig snapped in the distance. Gandal's heart hammered against his ribs as a blur of brown fur shot through the undergrowth. The Earthstalker, a magnificent creature with the body of a rabbit and the head of a cat, emerged onto the bank, its amber eyes glowing with an eerie intelligence.

"Read the last caption." "It is the opinion of this Observer that all these creatures are from the metaphysical realm. They are both similar and dissimilar from their natural-born counterparts. This Observer has been unable to procure a living sample of any subject found within these pages. All obtained subjects were frozen in mid-shift: part man/part beast. Until living subjects can be located, all further study would be speculative instead of concrete. This Observer is uninterested in speculative discovery," Kiema read it aloud. "Was this the last entry in the book?" she asked.