Ghidorah X Rodan Novels & Stories

The bell's ring surfaces once more just as Rodin tries to turn around to see the situation unfold behind him. A full minute passes before the Siren enters the campsite in the same location where the trident entered. With the moon in full view, the shadow that once concealed its figure is now gone. The predator stands at almost seven-foot tall. Their long black hair is as thick as dreads, but they move like tentacles. Along the middle and ends of the dreadlocks are pierced jewels, a combination of rubies that look tribal. When their hair moves, the tendrils let out a hiss as if a rattlesnake is being provoked. As soon as that hiss surface, the creature turns its head to see the still and quiv

I grabbed Lora and tossed her at the wall, she crashed against it and fell to the floor. Rodrick fell to his knees, coughing violently. He slowly stared up, his jaw dropped open. “You..you.. you're the silver wolf.”

Electricity-laden strands of hair shot forth from the Shita lane. "Watch out! Giant boulders incoming!" I warned. Sir Borracho swiftly stepped forward, producing two enormous barrels from his palms. He hurled the barrels with a powerful thrust, causing their contents to explode upon impact, releasing a liquid imbued with immense force. The substance drenched Bonbon, Rouma, and Rouma's dark ivy. A synergy of power seemed to elevate Bonbon and Rouma, as the liquid amplified their abilities. The realization struck the two of them and they utilized their augmented powers to grasp Brugour's whip. Rouma's right hand spun the whip in a circular motion, generating formidable strength.

Howard waved him off before continuing, “I heard you talking about the old hag who took Miss Norris. I happen to know something about it.” “Huh?” All three of them turned to look at him. Howard said, “When I was helping to cure Mr. Yardley from the venom, I found out that it was the venom of the Nefarious Roach.” “Venom of the Nefarious Roach?” Finn and Iris looked bewildered. It was the first time they had heard about this. Chase cut in, “The Nefarious Roach is a low-level spiritual beast. It’s shaped like a little green snake and is very agile in movement. It understands human speech and its venom is particularly lethal. It would cause instant death for an ordinary man with one touch.”

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

“But I can feel something … you are different from the rest of your kind.” Tristan stared at the man, raising an eyebrow. What the hell did he mean by that? Did this man just join the hunters without ever seeing any dragon in his entire life? Silva snapped and showed its razor teeth to intimidate the man, preventing him from taking another step. “I am Rohan,” the hunter told the dragon. His hand found the hilt of his sword, which startled Tristan and Silva. “I said watch, human,” Gondra said just as Tristan was about to walk. “You are only seeing a vision. You can do nothing else but watch.”

Was she the only one affected? “What the hell was that?!” She hollered in his ear to distract herself. “I’m right in front of you. Why are you yelling?” He growled. “Well answer me. What the hell just nearly ate me for dinner?!” She hollered again. “That was a Gordon. They are thousands of years old and have long gone extinct.” Replied Riordan. “No shit! That lady didn’t look very extinct when she was trying to eat me.” She jabbed.

He stated with a frown on his face, I didn't respond to him. "If you don't want to talk then listen, I'm about to tell you some spicy story because you are Rhyker's lover." He leaned against the car with an arm resting on the headrest. What does he want to tell me? "My name is Felix Gaielia." He introduced himself. I widened my eyes and looked at his outfit that was fancy, he didn't look like the men that were escorting me, brutally. Why does every man look so fucking hot but inside they are disgusting and horrible? I'm glad Rhyker is fucking hot than them, I mean he should be ranked as the hottest guy in the world.

I only looked back up when I knew they were fully changed. Treddian was an enormous Golden Draygon. Beautiful and vibrant, his head sprouted two horns that bent slightly backward but ended with two extremely sharp-looking tips. His back was relatively free of spikes until the very tip of his tail held one deadly-looking spike. I couldn't remember seeing anything like that on Tohr and made a mental note to ask about it.

Kent growled, and his breath moved my loose blonde hair. “Change back. Change back now!” I demanded. He was scary. Probably more than the wolf that attacked me. Thankfully, the fur dissipated back into skin and his wolfish features turned back to manly ones, as two of his four arms turned back into arms and he was standing upright again. Naked.