Novel & Cerita Ghouls Monster

But my grandfather sent me again to another school named 'HARRISON UNIVERSITY' A typical but high-end school congested with bitches, nerds, lovers, jerks, bullies, and the pathetic ones who love to see themselves bullied. Not until I started to see bizarre things, I never wish to involve with. 'Monsters'—that's what Harrison University has. From that day on, I learn that all things happening inside this campus are bound to each other. Too late for me to realize that these will lead me to the place where I can find the identity that I myself don't want to bring back.

They had thick white fur, claws like razors, and blood-red eyes that glowed in the dark. The first one landed and immediately lunged for the nearest guard. Its claws ripped his chest open. Blood and guts spilled out. Chloe let out a scream that tore through the night. More snow ghouls dropped from the hole—three, five, ten of them. Their deafening roars shook the entire shelter, turning it into a slaughterhouse in seconds. Ethan raised his gun and fired, but the bullets barely slowed the mutated monsters down. A snow ghoul charged straight for Chloe. She shrieked and hid behind Ethan. "Save me! Save me!"

An average werewolf can only shapeshift twice a day, while he can turn at will any time he wants. He smiled to himself and sprinted towards the direction of the ghouls. He nimbly traversed the trees in the dark, precisely tagging each ghoul with his sharp senses. He pounced on the first ghoul he reached. The pale creature did not even have a chance as he swiped his claws to its neck. It was dead even before it hit a tree trunk with its papery body. Perseus howled with excitement. “Come at me!” he taunted the ghouls around him. The night creatures shrieked at him, and collectively attacked. ***

A monster? The moment we step onto the grounds, the smell hits. It's the smell of copper and rot and something disgusting. My stomach lurches. Kira swears under her breath. Isaiah's jaw tightens as the backup soldiers fan out, their boots silent on the snow, their weapons drawn. Then the chanting reaches us. It's loud enough to vibrate in my bones. My hand rests on my stomach, my palm flattening over my bump on instinct. 'Please,' I think desperately. 'Please be okay.‘

Walter rumbled as they all settled their attention on Mantilo. "These claw markings....the scent of bile....the black fluids...." The large Clan Head said at first instead of answering, glancing dispassionately at the damage and claw marks all about the room. "That's is a definite sign that what I had feared all this time is true." He finally began. "These things, these intruders are called Ghouls. I hadn't come across one of their kind in many decades. So when I first spotted the dead moose's and the black slime on the bodies my memory was tickled, but I couldn't exactly put the pieces together until I visited the library and recovered a few scrolls...."

I looked through the window of his eyes, wondering what was wrong. “Ghouls!” Came the sturdy voice of Kir. “They are here and in large numbers. I can smell them!” He explained, and every atom of peace left me. Ghouls were bad news, and Ithra lay asleep on Kir’s back, totally undisturbed. They were dead spirits that escaped the underworld, roaming through the dark forest and sniffling souls from every living thing they sensed. Thankfully, as a werewolf, we learned to mask our scent using the earth, and Kir was ready to do that. Except that Ithra was still asleep and in harm's way.

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

They also move faster and more determined as Zombies do. Often these monsters will use their similarity to any other rotting corpse to wait for prey, lying dormant until a victim comes too close. Once this happens, the Ghoul will awake suddenly and lash out at its target, often achieving surprise. Ghouls are stupid creatures who are controlled by a slandered necromancer who uses shadow magic . Ahmet led the group away because he felt that this place was not suitable to expose themselves, two hours to the north they found another village they hid to watch the situation.

He already told June all about it that June digested calmly. "And what do you think those creatures are?" June asked him. Raia took another book and put it on the table so June could see it. "Ghouls?" June read the titles. "I've been searching for the creatures that match the physiques and characteristics that I saw last time and all I've got is this..." Raia stated before he opened the book on Chapter 5. "In here, it is stated that ghouls are demon-like being or monstrous humanoids that consume human flesh. I don't really know if that's the real thing but I assumed that they are something like that," I said before looking at him.

One left. She turned, her chest heaving, her knuckles bleeding beneath the crumbling stone armor. The third monster had stopped at the edge of the mud trap. It looked at its dead companions, then looked at the human woman standing amidst the gore. It didn't charge. The chaotic purple light in its eyes began to pulse with a blinding, erratic intensity. The veins on its grey scalp bulged, glowing with toxic, unstable mana. This was no mere brawler. This was a Mana-Ghoul—a creature whose internal magic was so volatile and broken that it was essentially a living bomb.