Gargoyles Novels & Stories

Using a thin, dark cain as a pointer, he put on lecturing vibes as he described the current situation. "Right here, just over the red district," He circled the area,"It has been found that the concentration of intruders has significantly increased in the past few months." "Most of the captured werewolves seem to be rogues as they have no territory mark emblazoned on any part of their bodies." "Tsk! those rats just never give up!" Scarlet cursed her eyes, glistening with contempt. "Why would they target such a filthy place!" Alicia said, looking unforgivably irritated.

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

Was this where the Vampires stayed during the full moon? There was a grey gargoyle statue in the center of the room. I walked over to the statue to analyze its details. The gargoyle crouched and had its mouth open. A pair of large fangs extended out of its mouth and its bat-like wings were spread out as if it was ready for flight. This gargoyle didn't have horns instead its ears elongated out of its head. Was this what Rachel referred to when she spoke about Vampires' transforming?

Part One: Eyes of the Wolf Jamie Dalton lifted the grocery bag filled with Halloween candy and took a moment to inhale the aroma drifting from it. For most people Christmas was their favorite holiday but Jamie had always loved Halloween. From the time she was nine years old she made up fanciful stories about the night, stories of goblins and ghosts and all manner of creatures. As she got older the stories became more intricate, the characters more detailed. By the time she was an adult she was weaving in erotic scenes and drooling over the heroines she created.

He just hadn't wanted to believe it. :Warrior, look,: Kree mind-spoke. Rhychard followed the coshey's gaze to the top of Renny's building and felt an instant panic. Crawling along the roofline were a half dozen gargoyles, ugly creatures with hides like liquid leather, dark and damp. They were scrawny beasts with their skeletal structure visible under their flesh and red, sunken eyes in hollow sockets. They had no hair or fur and bulbous heads that held long pointed ears. Their claws were like bird's feet with razor sharp talons and bat-like, sinewy wings that sprouted from the middle of their backs. Their mouths were a hideous mass of yellowish, jagged teeth t

Lola her blood went cold when she thought about helpless babies being burnt alive. Tristan gritted his teeth and spoke to the flames, “Since then we have been entrapped by the Grey Oak clan to follow their ruthless regime. Founded by Noah his grandfather, passed to his father, and 6 years ago to Noah. Poisoning all wolves with cruelty and a hunger for power. But we keep remembering the Fire Wolves because we know this is not the path the moon goddess intended for werewolves. I can feel in my bones that one day they will return. We just have to be worthy of them again.”

His golden wings seemed to shimmer in the fading light. All of the gargoyles had black eyes and black hair and skin the color of granite. I wondered if it felt like rock too. There were two males and two females. The males were shirtless, their smooth chests bare, and wearing black pants made out of a shiny fabric. The females wore the same pants but were also wearing something similar to a bikini top. None of them wore shoes. "What are they saying?" I asked Laeddin, frustrated. He took my hand. I felt a surge of magic rush up my arm, and the gargoyles' garbled nonsense became clear. I squeezed his hand in gratitude.

How would taking off the spell that was put on me to conceal my scent make things better. “Theia, what…” I was interrupted by a loud, angry roar as Gavrael reappeared on the battlefield but not as a person, as a beast. His beast form was a huge red dragon with massive wings, and he looked really pissed off. I was stunned beyond words. I never knew that the demon king had a beast form just as we had our wolves. “Don’t ask questions, just do it, now!” She said and I obeyed.

He stood over ten feet tall, with skin as dark as coal and eyes that glowed with an otherworldly light. He wore a cloak made of black feathers and carried a staff that crackled with dark energy. "You are brave to come here, hunter," Mammon said, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "But you will regret your decision." As he spoke, Mammon raised his staff, and a group of gargoyles emerged from the darkness, ready to attack. Edna knew that she was in for a tough fight, but she refused to back down. She charged at the gargoyles, her sword flashing in the dim light of the lair. The gargoyles were

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."