Gore Magala Novels & Stories

Sasha growled in his throat, annoyed at his friend’s interruption. Darcie had planned the day. Being a fan of the dark, magical, and weird I had some anxiety about the places she was going to bring us. Our first stop was at an Ossuary, a small church decorated with human bones in the shape of crosses. It was a little morbid but Darcie was fascinated by the history of the place. The vault of the bone room was decorated by a beautifully large fresco depicting angels and what I assume is heaven called Triumph of Souls and Flying Angels.

She summoned water from the humidity and created thin glass crystals that were sharper than blades. Reta managed to get away from it. However, Malaika was fast enough to split the elf’s clothing, revealing her naked upper torso. Reta almost cried in shame when the thousands of audiences saw her body. The cheering and taunting almost broke the stadium. Malaika laughed. “This is so funny! How about using your gross acid to cover yourself? Oh, I forgot. You are not resistant to it!” “I will never forgive you!” Reta was trembling in rage.

They were forced to watch. “Release the Gorehound, Karn bellowed from his high seat. Across the pit, a steel portcullis yanked upward with violent ratcheting. The thing that stalked out wasn’t a lycan and wasn’t a wolf. It was a massive, magically corrupted horror from the badlands. It moved on four heavily muscled, hairless legs, standing twice as tall as an alpha. Its spine was lined with “Show them who you are, Elara!” Caleb roared from the stands, and his voice was cracking in this… weird, chaotic desperation thing, like it couldn’t decide if it was anger or fear.

Saelari was surfacing again. Overhead, Tegan darted through a blast of shadow energy, narrowly avoiding a spike of corrupted essence. “Mags! Left flank!” “I see it!” Maggie roared, slamming into the side of Umbraeth’s monstrous body, sending a spray of dark matter across the cavern floor.

isang malakas at malutong na tawa ang kanyang narinig. "Oy! Anong drama yung nakita ko ngayon dito sa gym? Bat diko alam to? Nagkakagulo na ang mga reporter ah. May nakita din akong malaking tarpaulin. Pogi mo naman sa picture hehehe " ani Gil nang napadaan sila sa tapat mismo ng gym. "Haha pogi naman talaga ako eh hehe" nakuha pa nitong tumawa.

Magnus cursed, "Of course, I'm serious! It's 100% real! Have you forgotten what my profession is? I'm a geomancy specialist. Dragon-seeking, gold-parting, tomb-tracking, crypt-delving—omens, astronomy, terrain—there's nothing I don't know." He continued, "Blood Ghouls are rare, sure. But they're real. They've been born out of ancient, cursed tombs sealed for centuries. If one bites you, it doesn't matter who you are. Even an immortal would rot from the inside and turn into one of them." By the end of his rant, Magnus' voice was shaking uncontrollably, and he stumbled back even farther from Tora. After some rustling among the group, musket after musket was pointed at Tora.

“Can I have another?” “This isn’t a charity,” I replied coldly, leaning forward. “If you want another blow job, you pay for it first.” “Wooow, that was sexy,” he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Say it again, please.” Before I could answer, Mago appeared, stepping between us. His presence filled the space like a storm rolling in. “How about a gorilla fart?” Mago’s voice was sharp, laced with a threat I couldn’t ignore. “On the house.”

I stand tall and look at him curiously wondering what he means. "What Maximus means to convey to ma'am, is that we don't know exactly how this will go. Magma and Igneous are the first of our kinds to find there mate. We know that the symptoms he has are in response to the withdrawal that he feels from being away from her" the giant blonde says.

: “Now, now. Naraja no need to get so antsy. We got ~alllllllll~ the time in the world, so sit on your ass like you are, pfft. Because it’s going to be one hell of a show from here on out.” Next thing Naraja noticed on the horizon where the mysterious black-figure resided was one shadow-y black Gorilla that developed itself next to the black figure and then another one appeared and then another and then another and then another one. Around one-hundred to one million of those shadow-y Gorilla’s had started to appear rapidly. No one could keep up with the amount of these things anymore, especially Naraja. If Naraja had a title to call these things at this moment it would be a ‘Stampede of Gori

The level four missiles hit the giant creature square on the abdomen and neck and exploded creating a blinding series of lights. “Give it everything you got! Empty it!” Freemont barked. Nerma and his colleges complied, sending rounds after rounds of level four missiles at it. “I’m out!” Nerma announced. The others were out too. As the series of blinding lights cleared off. A roar of triumph went up from their enemies, as the Graguantular advanced forward totally unaffected by the devastating blasts! . . . . . At her feet lay Eureka and Mahali bound in chains. Mirage Maja sneered at them (especially at Eureka), “Soon your precious New York will fall before my might! And I will over run yo