Novel & Cerita H G Wells Fictional Species

He indirectly puffed out utters that Wendell did not at all understand and after a while, the creature turned back at the door and without wasting any more of his and Wendell's time, he opened the door. Only Wendell went inside— he understood the procedure. Walking inside was silence and hundreds of yellow, black eyes ogling at his figure. Brows wrinkled with visible displeasure. The Great Hall was filled with creatures of different kinds, but most were small, grotesque, monstrous creatures— goblins. They whispered words that sounded like swears at each whilst their faces wore disgust at the sight of Wendell. Lava made a fall from the walls to make a swamp in the centre of the hall.

Jake could imagine the bloodshed if he even considered giving the nightwalkers his protection. “It is cute how you think vampires and witches are the only other species there is besides your own. This shows how ignorant you have been.” Tania spoke, Eric shivered when he heard that. “What other species are there?” he asked not sure if wanted to hear the answer or not. “Giants, Trolls, and Fairies. We work with Trolls a lot; they are more like our slaves just like you take humans as your slaves sometimes.” Eric felt dizzy and balanced himself with a tree.

John asked as he stood up from where he’d been writing something on the floor, with chalk. “Rare, but then again rarer still are the demons and gods”, she muttered, “The common supreme beings happen to be chimeras, Kitsune, Hydras, Medusa, Kraken, a lot of nymphs and sirens, a lot of Greek mythologies if I had to be pedantic. Oh! Your homeroom teacher Mr. Edwards is a Leviathan, and his wife is a siren I think, we’ve had the first werewolf too; The Beast of Gévaudan and Fenrirs too, a Minotaur and Basilisks. I personally have known three different Basilisks”, she listed as she tried to recall the different Ascendants she’d met. “I thought if one existed, another Ascendant of the same kind co

Stacy's eyes widened as if she had just been told there was an extra season of firefly, “There are eleven species,” Drake laughed, not in amusement but in bewilderment, “Demons, Valkyrie, Succubi, Incubi, Wolves, Bears, Eagles, Dragons, Panthers, Wolves, Vampires,” Drake paused for effect, “Hippogriff and Merfolk, thirteen in all, well thirteen original, we all know there are other subspecies out there.” The Wolf, Demon and Panther shared the look of awe while Ellie sighed, “The last two haven't been heard from in hundreds of years but they are very much alive, how is it that Mal doesn't remember them I wonder?”

Vincent asked. No one replied. Vincent pointed himself and said, “I do. I believe they exist. Werewolves like us exist so probably, the monstrous mammal is also somewhere in this f*cking huge Earth. Don’t you think so?” Again, no one responded. “The dinosaurs are hiding in a hole, there under the deep ocean. Or maybe! Just maybe! They can also turn human and deceive everyone, just like us. Then, they will eat everyone, ALIVE.”

As the hatch hissed open, Elara stepped out into an atmosphere that tasted of ozone and ancient copper. Waiting for them were the others. The Intense Diplomacy of the moment was overshadowed by a profound sense of Body-Horror. These were the "Vessels" of other worlds—survivors of the Garbage-Collection—but they had paid a terrible price. There were creatures with six spindly limbs whose flesh had been replaced by translucent Fiber-Optic Bundles. One leader, a being from a water-world, floated in a tank of pressurized mercury, its brain encased in a cage of Living-Silicon.

But at this time, the old man looked at Samuel and nodded with a smile, which showed that he agreed with Samuel's words. The two were shocked and exclaimed, "Is this really a fish egg?" The old man nodded. Xia Wei and the pangolin immediately looked at Samuel strangely. They really didn't understand how Samuel connected these things to Fish Egg. Samuel smiled. Obviously, it was a guess, but it was also a kind of speculation with basis. The old man had said that there were only two kinds of creatures in the land of Extreme Snow. One was the blood worm, and the other was the Moonlight Ghost Fish. The extra thing was very suspicious.

Odin, Hel, and sweet Loki, please tell me I’m not about to bring a woman with Hades´ kind of humor back to my pack! The freaking thing was a flying animal skeleton, most likely an old wild dog or maybe even a lion. With him, who knows! Flying around over our heads, coated with Hades´s black dust, and right between the legs of the skeleton, a massive whale cock was flapping back and forth over our heads. My nose wrinkled, and my lip twitched as I watched that meaty thing flap all over up there. How the hell did he even manage to attach that thing? You know what? I don’t even want to know!

The complete annihilation of the dangerous beasts in the Netherworld. Now, there are no longer any remaining celestial beasts in the Netherworld. They all died that night. The only remaining is ordinary beasts and also, the human error that causes a nightmare for years. The ghouls. These are monsters or undead that were created by the wizards. Their original purpose is necromancy, to revive the dead.

Their arms were so long they used them to walk along with their two legs, like the gorillaens I had once seen in the zoo back at Coven Community. These beasts had huge heads like wolves, fangs as long as my arm, their eyes were snake-like, and their huge bodies had thick muscles designed by a map of veins. They had long scorpion tails. These were monsters that have never been heard of or seen in the history of Mistworld. They didn't look like demons either. I'd read about all the types of demons, so I was certain these weren't demons. "What in Zhyrie's name are these things from?" I muttered to myself in horror.