Harry Potter Giant Squid Novels & Stories

he replied, fidgeting with his shirt. "Careful? I had to listen to my dad talk my ear off to get this. It better be worth it," I said back. As he was about to say something to me, two Gerins had emerged from the water. They had blue-green skin which glistened in the sunlight. They were beautiful in an otherworldly way, with flowing hair that seemed to move like water even in the still air, and eyes like deep pools that reflected everything and revealed nothing. "The pearl is acceptable," the taller one had said, her voice calm. "But the bargain requires the seeker to retrieve the key personally. We cannot bring it to the surface."

I rounded a final stand of pines and skidded to a stop, unable to parse what I was looking at for a second. Jack had stopped too, half-shifted with his claws and fangs out and gleaming in the last of the twilight, facing off with…well, with a giant magical attack scorpion. It stood a head shorter than Jack at the—shoulders? Did arthropods have shoulders? Probably not, but the part of it that would’ve been shoulders on a mammal—but the presumably venomous tip of its massive, wickedly curved tail had to be ten feet up in the air. The thing made a horrid, spine-shivering noise as it moved, the tail waving menacingly.

Richard noticed something else. In his fall, Sallow Man had lost his bucket hat. And in the dim light from a nearby streetlamp, gaping through Mr. Deadmond’s opera glasses (as the old man referred to them), Richard got a good long look at him. Too long, he would later muse on many an occasion to come, in midnight retrospect. The pale man’s head was huge, too large for his thin body, like his clothing. It was nearly twice the size a normal human head should be—incredibly—and had no visible hair on it at all. It glistened in the rain, looking like an enormous, bleached honeydew melon that was close to exploding. Squash, anybody? Richard had thought crazily at the time. Get your nice, ripe squa

It’s as thick as a full grown man. It takes me a moment to recognize that it’s not a snake, but rather a giant tentacle. Before anyone can react, the tentacle wraps itself around Captain Spiby’s waist and plucks him from the ship. He lets out an agonized scream as the beast whips him back and forth in the air like he’s nothing more than a tiny plastic doll. A moment later, the creature pulls him beneath the water.

I said in irritation. "Show her, Clim." Headmaster said for the guy named Clim to nod. A diamond key appeared right in his hand, a familiar zodiac sign was there. "Gate of the Scorpion, I call thee, Scorpio." As he said those words the whole place was engulfed with bright light. As I opened my eyes I saw a guy with peculiar features. He had a tail of a scorpion, it looks scary and poisonous. It had an blank look on it's face while all his clothes are patterned colored black. His expression has the same vibes of it's owner, the intimidating one. Is this real? Am I seeing a half human, half scorpion?

They reached into the ocean’s depths, gently making waves as if to welcome the visitors there. BRRRRRRR... Suddenly, giant tentacles reached up from within the abyss that separated them and the Castle. Ezekiel’s eyes glowed blue as he felt threatened by the presence of the monster. “Easy. It’s just their lovely pet, Miss Krake,” Harriet said. “Oh, well, Harriet, how many times have you come here?” Ezekiel blinked in disbelief. “And you call this thing their ‘pet’?” Krake was a giant octopus with a mouth big enough to fit two castle towers. As Ezekiel observed its shape in detail, he could see its purply skin shimmering like pearls under a gentle glow from the Castle.

"Bring me her alive!" The woman submerged in the wine inside the tub, emerged again from between the sovereign's legs, trying to suck in a breath of air. "Help me imbeciles!" yelled Guildor at his acolytes rising from the tub. His voluminous body dripped huge amounts of water. He leaned with his right hand on his black staff made of ebony with a silver hilt in the shape of a knob. A medallion embedded with a black opal in the shape of a half moon hung from his neck. He had snatched both from his father long ago.

"We're close to a tropical forest. It's only natural for the creatures here to be larger. Have you never watched any videos about animals? There was even a sighting of a giant anaconda over 100 feet long in the Mucharian region." Brent didn't know how to feel. His brother was still so jumpy despite his age. Suddenly, Kelvin was frozen in place. He asked shakily, "Brent, are … you talking about that …" "What did you see this time?" Brent wanted to yell at Kelvin again, but he raised his head to see a hulking figure emerging from the miasma. Kelvin's legs started trembling. "Is this the legendary hydra?" "I told you not to read useless books. Hydras aren't real. That has to be a python. It isn

"Brother, although Severin is powerful, it’s not good to accidentally hurt this kid.” "Besides, we are both royal paragons. Even if I win, it will be disgraceful!" Harry was eight feet tall, with a leopard head and eyes, a swallow's chin and a tiger's beard, and a body like an iron tower. He was majestic. His presence made people feel the majestic power of energy and blood rushing towards them. Although he was tall and seemingly reckless, he was actually very thoughtful. How could a distinguished guest from Grandiuno Sacred Land come to visit and cause such trouble?

He looked like a man with a big cock, not bigger than mine, but certainly bigger than Hagrids. “No! No! Please- Arghhh!” Hagrid bellowed when I pressed the ring firmly into his eye, watching with delight as the flesh of his eyelids peeled, seeming to be sucked up by the flames, and rolled away like used tissue paper before the flames hissed at the wetness of his eyes.