Gargoyles Novels & Stories

What if Evangeline used him against them? Suddenly, Lucian stopped, his senses alert. "Listen." Aria held her breath, straining to hear. A low, guttural growl echoed through the air, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps. "Gargolyles," Lucian said, his voice low. "Ancient creatures, guardians of the Spire. They're fiercely territorial." They prepared for battle, their senses heightened. The gargolyles emerged from the shadows, their bodies a grotesque blend of stone and flesh, their eyes glowing with an eerie green light. They were massive creatures, their wings spanning the width of the narrow path.

They huddled near the edge of a pit that shimmered with traces of Adrium—like veins of quicksilver beneath cracked earth. “Any sight of supervisors?”, tunde asked. “Not yet. But the drones are twitchy this morning. And the wall sensors flashed red earlier—someone might’ve tried crossing.”Abigail said. Samuel snorted.“Another desperate fool. They always forget about the lasers.” A sharp hum passed overhead. The three of them froze.A Citadel drone floated by—sleek, spider-like, with a smooth metallic eye that scanned the quarry below. A warning light blinked as it passed, and the trio waited silently until it was gone.

“Who do you think you are to keep me against my will?” Derek didn't reply. In fact, he was stunned by the sudden outbursts. Derek's silence encouraged Lewis to continue. “I think you are feeling like Stygian. Kidnapping and threatening people like it was legal.” Paulo couldn't hold back his laugh anymore. He let out a short mocking life before controlling himself again. Derek was amused by Lewis' ignorance. “Just so you know, young man. I'm Derek Stygian.” Lewis wanted to laugh but his brain quickly calculated everything that had happened. He had never met Stygian before but everything he heard and saw here were similar to the things he had heard about him.

"Gargoyles. Standard Gothic architecture. Practically, they're rain spouts to channel water away from the walls. Symbolically, they're meant to scare away evil spirits and protect the church." "So," Elias chuckles, a low vibration that echoes right through the air between them, "they literally look so terrifying that even demons run away?" "Exactly. They use their ugliness as a weapon," Mia laughs, naturally slipping her hand into his coat pocket to find his large, warm fingers. They lose track of time wandering through the cathedral's dim, cavernous interior before taking the elevator up to the rooftop terrace. Up here, winding stone pathways snake between th

"Hurry up, Mykel, we have a lot to do today." Gwenevere called, matching forward. He increased his pace and closed the distance between them. "I'm wondering what you're up to." "First of all, I have to apologize. I lied, there's nothing cloudy in this meeting, we're not swimming in the sky or anything. I said it would be cloudy because we're in a park called The Cloudy Park." she raised her eyebrow at him.

I scowled at her head, wishing I'd said more hurtful things. The car drove past our mansion but one window in particular caught my interest. The window that had caused everything! The window that had brought the death of Oakfalls most loved man. CEO of the largest clothing line and one of the top five in New York. Grimacing, I inwardly said, really feeling the love, I thought with as much sarcasm I could muster.

In fact in this realm, very much unlike the others, strength wasn’t the oddity- intelligence was. The planet they were currently on a planet ruled by gargoyles. Well the term ‘ruled’ was not an apt description- more like the gargoyles were at the top of the food chain on this planet. Gargoyles were creatures that were rarely seen in the other realms. This was mainly because only in darkness would gargoyles be truly active. They froze into stone sculptures when the sun shone on them. They were abundant in the Realm of the Desolates however, since there was no light h

Lucas had been gone for hours, leaving me to the not so careful ministrations of Magda. The wart nosed witch who I had clobbered over the head with a candlestick. She was hunched forwards with a permanent hunchback and cloudy milky white eyes signalling that her eyesight was diminished with cataracts. She almost looked like she had taken a step out of a Greek mythology book and was actually one of the fabled grey sisters, who determined all living creatures fate. Perhaps she was, all myths derived from elements of truth. Any second now she was going to pull out a pair of rusty old scissors and cut my life cord into two. I held back a giggle at the thought.

It was a tough boss to beat, more so than the ghosts they had encountered previously. Although Zen wasn’t too familiar with gargoyles, he knew they were created in legends as the monsters that guarded the church, even if they were inherently evil. They killed any intruders and did not move during the day. It was almost as if they were the contracted devils God employed to watch his sheep.

Power bursts forth from each seal until it sails off and searches for its masters. As soon as the power clears, my sisters appear before me. Each one is wearing angelic armor that is similar to mine. The armor covers them from head to toe. Their helmets have angelic wings molded on the sides and half-masks shaped like a dove's face. The only thing you can see is their glowing eyes and the bottom half of their faces. However, I don’t need to see their faces to know what their human exteriors look like. I know that War has hone-colored eyes, Death has scarlet-colored hair, and Pestilence’s eyes are two different colors.