Fiction Creature Novels & Stories

I was sitting in the cafeteria, starving because I had forgotten my lunch money. I had been waiting for what felt like hours for my friend, Alex, to arrive with a sandwich. But as I scanned the room, I saw a strange guy sitting in the corner, eyeing me. I felt a shiver run down my spine. As I turned back to my table, I noticed the guy was now standing right behind me. I tried to ignore him, but he started to transform before my eyes. His body began to grow hair, his nails turned into claws, and his eyes glowed red. I was paralyzed with fear.

THE SMELL OF shit and urine wafted in the air. Terah scrunched her nose in disgust. She was in Hancia (for a couple of times) again, hoping to find any clues of Mariah's whereabouts. Hancia looked like the reflection of the human world, except the creatures that lived here were powerful ones whom human thought existed only in books. In addition, in this place, kingdoms existed like the kingdom of Ebrosirka, ruled by a powerful werewolf. But the creatures living in that kingdom were not werewolves but those individuals rejected by society. It ranges from witches, mermaids, fairies, and anyone.

Jasmine thought about it before saying "yeah that is the only logical explanation. I wonder when she did it." "Let me assembly my warriors." They disappeared again from the place, Catrina was frighten when they came in contact with a creature which goes by the name Chupacabra. The chupacabra is a scary creature which looks like a goat but has fans, legs like the fin of a fish, having sharp thorns on its back. The chupacabra is a blood sucking demon, who sucks blood from any living thing. The creature launch itself towards Catrina because she looked like the easiest prey, before it could claw her she duck.

No remember how seductive or tempting her appearance was. In different words, like Isabella, Trisha turned into certainly an inhuman supernatural creature. The best creature made withinside the photograph of mankind and supposed to surpass humanity. But for a few reasons, be it God's shaggy dog story or the devil's curse, it turned into born as an unsightly monster. Trisha passed off to be the descendant of the notorious Frankenstein's monster. "Hmph, irrespective of the way you hide, a faux is faux. Ultimately, you can not end up human!"

"You did not just—okay, you weren't born in Luminozenko, so you don't know about this. It is an insult to call our Gods like Earth animals. In fact, we do not call magical creatures in our world animals but Magical Creatures. Hear me? Magical. Creatures. The word animal is for insults, okay?" I just nodded and let her continue her sermon. "And we call our Gods the Greater Arkamis. Yes, Faenice have wings, Levio and Lupos have ears and tails, and Sierpenti have a tail, fins, and gills—" "Hold on, fins and gills?!" I exclaimed. "Isn't he a Dragon? Isn't he supposed to have wings as well? Like, like the Manticore! The leathery wings! " Morris attempted to throw a crumpled cupcake paper cup from

he was trying to process. “Nightcrawler… a type of supernatural, with fangs and claws, shifts with humanoid features. Some have wings, but I don`t think it's your case…you can drink blood, hunt, but eat regular food as well, skin thick as armour, have teleportation abilities, and premonitions,” I started explaining, and he grunted. “I am a fucking Chupacabras!”

The demon hisses, looking frantically out the windows for any signs of the creatures. Oh, f**k me. Crawlers were a type of hunting beast, trackers, like blood hounds. They lived in The Deadlands of The Underworld, forbidden to enter The Mortal Realm because they were deadly and unpredictable. Crawlers were about the size of a six foot tall human with enhanced speed and strength, and looked like pinkish/red lizards minus the tail. They have no visible eyes, smooth skin, and have four inch claws that could easily shred flesh like pulled pork. Not to mention the mouth of razor sharp teeth they have and the five foot tongue they shot out like a freaking frog. I do not want to meet a Crawler even

My clothes were ragged and I lost my sandals, but it doesn't matter because how I'll get away and save myself from these creepy creatures is the most matter. They're like hungry, craving for its foods. A predator hunting for its prey, which is me. They're creepy and scary so I close my eyes in fears. In my lifetime living, this is the first time I'm witnessing and experiencing these. I don't even believe in ghost nor fairytales. They're just fictional, an imagination. Human mind imagery creations formed from fears. Some of them are now approaching me while the others are still standing but ready to eat me. I screamed out of my lungs when they successfully reached me.

The bad type. Chiara ceased writhing, and her breathing returned to normal. She appeared to have lost consciousness. Yet, what truly disturbed me was the movement beneath her skin. I thought I was hallucinating at first; howbeit, I saw it again. This time, it was creeping out of the open wound on her chest. The creature looked like a large slimy slug at first, but at a second look, I came to realize what it really was. It was a Simus. A soul eater.

Some pages showed creatures that looked almost familiar from supernatural stories Dax and others had mentioned before, while others were completely alien. Inara moved closer despite herself. Ayla noticed. She turned several pages slowly, not rushing, and I began to realize she was deliberately letting us absorb each one. There were sketches of winged creatures, huge serpentine beasts, humanoid figures covered in markings, wolves with too many eyes and creatures that seemed to dissolve into smoke around the edges. Then Ayla stopped. Inara stopped breathing. I felt it too. The painting covered almost the entire page. A beast stood beneath a dark sky, enormous and powerful, with a body shaped r