H G Wells Fictional Species Romane & Geschichten

HEEDAH’S POV I sighed as I searched through the big book, Jasper and Daniel had already gone, it was getting late already, I relaxed on my bed, there are thousands of deadly species of beings in this book except werewolves and all were dangerous, but I still didn’t see any creature that looked what we encountered that day, although I still had a long way to go, this would take all night literally. I closed my eyelids for some time l when I recalled all that happened back at school with Anna and Karl.

“No, it's nothing. Is there any other topic you would like to talk to me about? " "Ah ... yes, I understand." Gregar changed the topic of conversation and focused on the monsters. This world was very similar to the typical Magic and Fantasy world in that it had monsters and other fantastic creatures. There were Dwarves, Elves, Forest Fairies, Magical Beasts (such as unicorns), Goblins, Orcs, Ogres, Beastmen, and other types of Monstrous Humanoids. There were even Beastman countries out there somewhere.

Horan explained as he pointed to the opposite side of the stream, where the garden or the forest was. "Alright, understood." Jennet nodded her head as she held her husband's arm when they crossed the bridge. But, mid-way, they still stopped to admire the beautiful wisteria above their heads. The wisteria housed another colony of beings that looked like squirrels but had long ears like rabbits, poofy furs that made them look chubby and crystal-clear wings that looked like the cicada’s wings. Their eyes were big and gleamy in caramel colour, and they squeaked when they were spooked. Oh, they were as huge as a bee and they had cute bobtails.

" He took her order then loped out the front door to his car. As she watched him she was struck again by the animal grace of his lean body, the sleek pelt of hair on his head, the easy way he moved. Wolf! Man! I am certifiably insane. Everyone knows there are no such things as werewolves. Shifters. They're just legends and myths. But after last night and this morning, and with Halloween casting its paranormal air over everything, it was hard to dismiss her thoughts out of hand.

It covered more than anything else I had been given so far. I look away from the outside and to the book I had been given. The Water Species I furrow my brow. The water species, huh? I wonder if this had anything to do with Bacudal telling me I needed a river nymph to uncloak myself. I flip open the first page, to what looks like a table of contents. Selkies....2-4 Cthulhu...4-8 Kraken...8-12 Leviathan....12-13 Dog Fish...13-15

Poor cupcake paper. "You know, people who live underwater have fish-like tails, gills, fins—as you said—and have beautiful voices that lure land dwellers to their death, and they have sharp teeth or something,” I elaborated with my best. "Ooh, what you speak of are Sirens." She clapped her hands once in realization. "Those are Magical Creatures. They indeed live underwater. They are Sierpenti's creations, but they're kind of a failure, you know. They have his beautiful voice but they're really nasty." She made a pause. "Anyways, as you can see, we descendants of Gods aren't the only ones living in Luminozenko. We have other races as well. You'll see when we get there."

I whispered, voice shaking. Dimitri stood behind me in the mirror, face pale. “I don’t know, Hazel. I’m as shocked as you are.” He swallowed hard. “The only creatures I know from the ancient legends that have scales are the dragon clan, the serpent clan, and the water people—the merfolk. So you’re either one of those…or something we’ve never seen before. But it’s impossible for a wolf to have this trait. It just doesn’t make sense to me.” My knees felt weak.

"No one knows. Maybe marriage between different species? His family was known to marry from different species but no one ever expected that it would all materialize in one. No one ever thought these blood lines would come together, to cohabit in one body." "What kind of species are we talking about here?" "The supernatural species." "How many supernatural species are there?" "We have the fae, dragons, demons, werewolves, Lycans, witches, warlocks, vampires, pigmen, endermen, gulems, necromancers, sorcerers, sorceresses, brewers, ghasts-" Eleanor's eyes widened with every new thing that was being mentioned. Anna chuckled, "You get the point." "What the heck are gulems!?!"

Kinsley sighed and shook her head with a frustrated frown. “No, I haven’t. Everything leads me to multiple kinds of creatures, spikes of a chupacabra, poison of a wraith, resilience of a ghoul. I can’t find one thing that fits all of those descriptions. It’s almost as if this creature is made up of multiple ones. Like some douchebag was playing Frankenstine with monster parts.” She plopped into her office chair with a frustrated growl and banged her head on the desk once, grunting as Weaver patted the back of her head.

Zaden stretched out his hand, gently combing the hair off her face with his fingers while she kept going. “Not yet. How am I supposed to come up with an explanation within hours after finding out that I AM a werewolf? But I have a theory. You see, the dodo bird, and dinosaurs are all creatures that are now extinct but proven to have lived. There are also other creatures like megalodon, the giant Kraken squid, and even mermaids that are still under controversy and… and… and… who knows, maybe they are still alive in the depth of the ocean. The werewolf must have been one of these creatures and…and…” by this time Zaden had already cleared her face and combed through her hair length. He then pla