Frankenstein の小説・ストーリー

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

Abigail was completely engrossed as she watched pitch black wings extrude from Daniels back, he was the epitome of Death in its purest form. The whole scene played out in front of her as if she was watching a movie. The glowing eyes, the wings, the flaming sword. Then a really tall, very frightening woman. This woman appeared out of nowhere. Abigail observed very intently as Daniel's sword made contact with the unknown woman's throat. She gasped, she just witnessed a murder. The woman reached for her throat, but to Abigail's surprise the blood that was supposed to be spewing out of the wound was not blood at all, it was some sort of black ooze. Abigail was completely disgusted at the sight o

Lucifer “I’m sorry, Gabriel, but I don’t remember much about my sisters. Even in my visions, their faces were obscured by shadows. I don’t even know their human names. I just referred to them by their horsemen names. All I can tell you is that they were close to my age. The other had brown hair and oddly shaded eyes, and the other had red hair. The only thing they had in common is that they all seemed to be frightened of someone who wanted to hurt them. I don’t remember anything else. I’m sorry,”

Node said to himself. “Damn, he lived through that?” Frankenstein luckily survived due to the genetics of various beings he injected into himself and the Forest Nymphs aid to bring him back to life, if they were a moment late he’d have died furthermore the beings with him were not actually the Bounty Collector’s underlings but his. It was Frankenstein who raised them from the dead by experimenting on each and every one of them, entirely different from how he raised the Grotto Nymphs from the dead.

Mathias exclaimed, a hint of excitement and curiosity lacing his words. Mrs Fernanda's laughed echoed through the room as she started revealing the dark secrets. "You know nothing at all," she sneered mockingly, her tone filled with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "A child can't be different from her father, DIABLO (devil), VAMPIRA (vampire), HÍBRIDA (hybrid), ABOMINACIÓN (abomination). And she must die, or else she will bring death to us all, just like her father has been doing for generations."

It was a cruel way to do things and often times painful. Nevi explained that, when a vampire was created in this manner, all sparks of humanity were removed. It was probably a result of the length of time the body lay dead; which in Frank’s case was well over twenty-four hours. The longer the body lay dormant, the less of its humanity it retained. He seriously doubted that I would be safe if I ran into Frank.

Frank recoiled in disgust, his bowels desperate to evacuate. He lunged towards the door, but staggered and fell, his feet adhering to the carpet in a coagulated mess of the creatures' excrement. His knee hit one of the things and it thrashed violently. Instinctively, he shot to his feet and leapt for the door again. Again he fell, his fingers scratching frantically at the doorjamb. Something was crawling up his leg inside his trousers. He screamed in abject terror. It was moving up the back of his calf. He kicked his leg to try and dislodge it. It stopped for a moment, and then, as if with stronger resolve, slithered round to his shin and touched his kneecap. Frank lashed at the thing with h

The penanggal breed of east Asia. The third vampire looked a bit like a human. But with very pale skin, with spots and blemishes, red and glossy eyes, muscle-filled body, brooded figure, sharper-looking fangs and nails like that of the Wolverine. He was the guard vampire; The gatekeeper. The Neuntoter from the German vampire species. The vampire that was popularly known as the 'nine killers'

GINGER "How are things going?" Tyler asked after I'd been doing my job for a couple days. "Really good, actually!" I replied cheerfully. "So you don't mind all the tedious data entry?" "No, not at all, actually! The stuff I'm learning is so interesting. Like, I always thought werewolves were immune to almost anything, but there are all these crazy things that can happen to them. Like one doctor observed a werewolf that stopped being able to heal quickly, except when there was a full moon. The doctor decided the guy had bad blood, and they actually ended up chopping off his balls so he couldn't reproduce and pass on the defect."

But she wasn't that kind of woman, it was just that the first time she saw him, it was as if she was struck by something. He was so cold, so noble, and she wanted to keep him. The atmosphere was silent and Verna covered her chest, panting slightly, "I'm sorry." Matthew stared at her face, thinking for a moment before looking over at Byron. "That aunt of the Franklin Family said that she used the fiercest poisonous insects, and when Oscar was bitten, his appearance changed completely."