Hindu Mythological Creatures Novels & Stories

Zahir said. “Oceans? There were creatures with super-consciousness like us in the oceans?” Zeve asked. Zahir looked at her, “yes, your highness. Werewolves, vampires and sorcizens inhabited the land and mer-people and sirens inhabited the oceans. Their upper bodies looked like us, but their lower bodies were that of a fish.” “Wait! What! This is insane! They were fantasy creatures, not real!” Lucella said. “Just because they are fantasy doesn’t mean they aren’t real. Fantasy is nothing but a recreation of a creation that our minds couldn’t comprehend, but eyes remembered, royal doctor,” Zahir said in a calm, respectful tone.

Every legend has its hidden face and every myth is polished by the language of the poets who tell it. Ragnar Lodbrok's epic is therefore no exception. Contrary to what is known from the story of the illustrious and legendary king and warrior; Ragnar Lodbrok did not come into the world with the common physical characteristics of the Vikings whom we know as strong, tall and combative. He was born a hunchback: the bitter fruit of a second trick and a challenge that Loki gave to Hoder, the "blind god" of Asgard.

They followed the them and was captivated by the view they had seen. There they saw a crystal river, another Mystical creature appeared to them. The creature looked like a Goddess. Her body was wrap with shining shimmering crystals. She has seven tails. Her eyes were blue green and her hair was white as a snow. Next to her was an Alabaster Jar. All the creatures bowed down their heads. One creature came towards the woman and brought a dead body in front of her. The woman sipped from the alabaster Jar and put the liquid to the dead creature. A moment later, a cold breezed embraced the whole place and then, in a blink of an eye, the dead body became alive.

I flick my wrist and the fire leaps from my palm. "How can you still do this?" I hear Ash ask. I tug a little at the freezing metal collar around my neck. "I'm not really sure," I murmur. "I wish I could do it," he mutters. "I'll teach you how when we get out of here," I tell him. I concentrate on the fire again, moving the matching flames in Ash's cell as well. "In the beginning there were seven gods, the most powerful of which were the twins Zahra and Kilano. Zahra was the goddess of life and Kilano the god of fire and ashes. Together they created the dragons."

Erica nodded subconsciously because really they were doing the shittiest job of the century. Jade sighed and began, "Look, Erica. What they mean is that in this world, there are not only humans that exist, there are...what humans call 'mythical creatures' or 'supernatural beings' such as werewolves, vampires, witches, faes, mermaids which exist as well." Erica took in every single word with a blank expression on her face. The only thing that was going on in her head was, 'What is this nonsense?'

Slowly, the purple mist took its final form, the INYOKA. The mother was alarmed at these strange activities; she tried to run away again, but her feet were not letting go. The large, venomous purple snake crawled towards her, and the mother freaked out as the snake climbed on her body, gliding its scaly self around her until it reached the baby.

The monster roared in anger. Trixie frown not catching what the hell he was talking about. “What name are you talking about, I didn’t say a na…wait you’re talking about God.” Trixie barely got out before something grabbed her by the throat. “I told you not to say that name in front of me ever. He is the reason that I am stuck in this place and why I lost my first love. We were created by the King on the six day, we were called Leviathans sea creatures, there was also Behemoth land creatures and Zizi sky creatures. He created us to show his great power and to keep all his creations humbled, for only the maker could kill us. He also made a female version of me, so we could keep each other comp

Seraphina mused. “What are your familiars?” Seraphina asked. “I know Achilles is a snow leopard and of course no one can forget the Great Puma,” Seraphina said with a wink. “My familiar is a lioness” Ethena said. “And mine is a wolf,” Aurelia spoke up. “I am a Lynx,” answered Drusilla. “And I am a fox,” Antoinette proudly stated. “Can you guess what my familiar is?” asked Credence, visibly excited. “Well,” Seraphina pondered, “Aurelia mentioned yesterday that we went for a fly, so I am assuming maybe a Falcon?” Seraphina answered him. “Oooooh close sister but, my familiar is an eagle.” Credence answered, beaming at Seraphina. “It is strange isn’t it, I don’t think I ever would’ve guessed all

He jerked off his body and almost fell off from his horse, roaming eyes around him. 'Who said that?' he thought. The Commander of his army, Panther, was fighting close to him, growls of bloodlust for the enemies coming from his mouth. His red eyes were enough to scare someone normal, his roars were more violent, the swinging of his sword was proving that he was a living monster in the mankind. "It is me," the voice whispered again. Moriah sighed with frustration, though the voice seemed familiar as if he heard that mysterious voice before. "I am the Lord of Life."

Nayna explained. "Kratus?" "Yes... The God of Monster." Nayna said then continued. "Kratus is the God of Plague. If he gets hungry we are offered to this God. A God with 12 arms. He can eat an animal whole!" She explained. Of course, her hair turned white. She is scared also. "This..."