Gore Magala Novels & Stories

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Gwapo, matalino, charming, may charisma, mukhang mabait, at higit sa lahat GWAPO. Oo, gwapo ang pinaka-una at pinaka-huling requirements. Yes, it’s very unrealistic pero what can I do? You might be wondering why am I being like this? Ano nga ba ang problema? What’s wrong with having magic introduction when in the first place this is a romance-fantasy. This is a magic academy. What’s the connection with me, surviving?

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.

The rebels were instantly wiped out, and they were drowning despite them trying to use their water magic. Fashi’s eyes were too stunned as he stared at the girl who effortlessly freed herself from his water bind. She spoke ancient incantations, and her eyes glowed bright green. The words coming from her mouth were like a curse. Helga’s dead body was submerged into a hard water bubble, and the same thing happened to Frode. “All of you will pay for this!” Malaika’s words were full of hatred. The massive water moved in a circular motion, creating a water tornado. The cave cracked, and the water seemed to have a mind on its own that it brought the rebels’ downing bodies outside.

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.

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