Gore Magala Novels & Stories

I don't care if anyone sees me or if I end up on the news my anger will never let this man go free. "Listen, dude, I didn't come here to play. I came here for answers. Now quit playing and tell me what being a grey wolf means." His smile isn't there anymore, he looks as confused as ever. "I'm not playing with you Chloe, you were born a grey werewolf. Your father was a grey werewolf, you're a grey werewolf. Grey werewolves are more powerful than regular werewolves, grey wolves are also the only breed of werewolves to not be controlled by the moon. You all can turn at will and it won't even hurt." He chuckles. "Y'all are lucky bastards."

the woman murmured. Recently, her stomach seems to be hit by something. Every Fiona filled her with any food or drink, always regurgitated. Fiona only knew if her ulcer recurred, so she took some medicine to neutralize her stomach acid. However, everything is in vain. The female placed the pen next to the document. Her head has been dizzy since just now. Not because of thinking about some ongoing projects in the company, but rather because of something turbulent from within her. Fiona moved off the chair, headed for the bathroom, and spit out all her guts there.

Meg said. Her body wanted to sleep so she stood then strode out to get the rest of her bags. Her purse seemed heavy. Why hadn't she noticed that before? She set it on the bed and opened it. She let out a giggle when the weight was revealed to be a gargoyle. "What's so funny?" Colleen said. "I have a gargoyle in my purse." "One of those ugly things on Notre Dame?" "Well, this one looks like one on a church I visited on the West Coast of Ireland." She turned it over a few times.

Outside, the Green Sorcerers led by Vladimir was thickening the magic shield before them. A group of gargoyles was trying to fly through the magic wall created by the Green Sorcerers. From behind came the sound of heavy footsteps, and several Carnivorous Plant Golems appeared to the edge of the magic shield. They pierced through the magic shield and jumped to beat every gargoyle that appeared. But the gargoyles that were trying to break through the magic shield were far stronger than the Carnivorous Plant Golem Cassia had created.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

I secretly swallowed because of the view. They were still shouting. I breathed deeply before starting to shake my body. "Shit! We missed you, Magda!!!" "You're mine now! I'll pay a lot!" "My f*cking hormones, sh*t! Shake it off Magda!" I could see in their eyes the admiration for my inherent beauty and charm. I felt like I'm a famous television actress that everyone is obsessed with, like pizza that will never be rejected when laid on the table, like wine and beers that can almost replace the water if swallowed, like a bad drug that when once you use, you will never stop using it and like a potion that once you have been subjected under its magic, you will never be able to escape anymore.

she explained. Aleja's mouth turned upward. "That asshole," Aleja growled in a loud, but low voice. "What?! He wants to use our business to cover up his name when the supposed medicine fails. Alas, that beast is really a demon," Kendrick's eyes grew big, and he leaned on the backrest. "Yes... What he did earlier to his secretary was ruthless," Samara uttered, a hint of fright still evident in her eyes. Kendrick suddenly approached Samara's seat. The girl moved backward and leaned back in her chair when Kendrick's two hands touched her right palm.

Irena pointed at a silvery button on the side of the robotic suit’s arm. “What the f#ck is Ghost Mode?” Mark asked with a slight raspy irritation in his gravelly voice. “Ghost Mode is a feature that will allow you to become untouchable, but only for five seconds,” Irena explained. “After pressing the button, the suit sends out a magnetic pulse that will disrupt the electrical charges between the atoms in your body, making you a spirit for only a few seconds. You’ll be able to walk through walls or walk through punches, but only for five seconds. And you’ll only be able to use the Ghost Mode feature twice.”

I had honed my skills through countless battles, and my special power—the Moon’s Fury—allowed me to tap into the Luna energy and multiply my abilities. I stepped into the arena, and the cheers grew even louder. My eyes adjusted to the dim light, and I noticed that the air was thick with the smell of damp earth and something wild and feral. Suddenly, the ground began to tremble beneath my feet, and from the shadows emerged a massive creature. It was a Gromar—a fearsome beast with scales as black as coal and eyes that burned like embers. Its roar shook the arena, and the crowd gasped as one.

The girl remained silent, Khai walks closer and stares down at her, "You know, I especially dislike people who get mad at others for things that are out of their control." ╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯ "So what do we do?" "Uh, should we call the nurse?" "Really? it's not like she's having a seizure or anything, she's just spaced out. Ugh, boys." "Hey, what does our gender have to do with this?!" "EVERYONE SHUT YOUR ASSHOLES, NONE OF YOU ARE HELPING," Maja yells and heaves. She then looks over to Rhiane. "Do you know long this usually last?"