Homunculi Novels & Stories

She was neither gentle nor nurturing. She slammed her hand on the table. "Enough! You will listen to me. Whether you choose to believe it or not, there are creatures similar to us that still kill for sustenance and sport. They revel in becoming the very monsters that haunt human nightmares, using their grotesque and often misshapen forms to amplify the terror just before they strike their victims. Once they fully transform, they are nearly impossible to kill, recruiting new members by slaughtering humans. And do you know what happens when they are reanimated? They become insatiably hungry." Their food of choice? Human flesh and bone."

It took me a long time to get him alone in there, and as soon as I thought about leaving him alone, he would get angry and turn around. "Come on, honey," I said, lowering my head to kiss him on the cheek. "Just for a little while." "Gollum." He turned and licked my chin, shrugged his shoulders, and lay down. "WHOO!" He didn't forget to turn his head to remind me. "Just a minute." "Normal bones, no deformities." "The brain is fully developed, at least for now..." "Huh? What's this?" On the screen, large shadows appear on the back and caudal vertebrae.

Nicolai yelled at him but he just shrugged. "Don't worry, I won't fall for a friend." He then said. "Better be! Because I already have someone I like." Nicolai answered while smiling. "Oh? Who is it then?" "Can't tell you." "It's Jeon. I know." He said sparingly. Again, Nicolai is coughing again. Jeon, is one of their close friend, a Korean national like Nicolai. Nicolai is basically half blood tho. "H-How did you know?"

And sneaking out of this place was not possible with Luther's men, who always patrolled the perimeter of the mansion. I didn't know how many people live in this place or people did really exist here. Because all I could see was Luther's human robots who were human but acted like a machine. They didn't laugh, smile, and talk. Only the thing they usually did was obey Luther's orders. If Luther wanted them to eat, they would eat. If Luther wanted them to sit, they would sit. I wondered If they urinated only after his order?

Hannah's terrified cry propelled them into motion, running towards her as fast as their legs would carry them. They didn't even have a second thought, as they ran as soon as they got up. They knew that Hannah looked around even with a terrified expression, but with Hannah's scream just now, she might have seen something more terrifying. As they reached Hannah, the group was met with a nightmarish sight—mutated animals, experimental hybrids, and a homunculus were inside the cylindrical glass and covered with liquid as well. The creatures, a grotesque result of twisted experiments, sent shivers down their spines.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

“A human-Incubus hybrid baby is called a Cambion and they are very unstable. They almost always end up killing the mother they are born from. It’s why Incubus have stopped having children with humans. Well, that and the fact that human blood dilutes our bloodline.” “What happened?” I asked cautiously. Lancelin wasn’t a talker. The fact that he even mentioned Acelin’s loss came as a big surprise to me. I was sure that he would just shut down again and decide I wasn’t qualified for that information. But he surprised me once again by continuing the story.

“When I crawled back down, I was firstly hit by a rotten smell below, crawling further down I spotted the Inhumanes about leaving the tunnel. To my big surprise never to be overlooked unfamiliar beings behind two large bars opposite each other, at first I thought they were prisoners however looking closely they appeared not like us, nor the Inhumanes or the Beast beings—They snarls and they don’t look and move in normal senses.” “You mean the creepers.” The glowing Inhumane said behind, everyone looked at him, “right, who else will you see but the creepers, what you saw were the once Grotto Nymphs’ moving corpses. Brought back to life by Frankenstein.” “You got to be kidding, moving corpses?

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

CHAPTER 15 Slouching Towards Bethlehem Jon came back to the beginning. For eighty one days, the beast was fed. Crixen Runeburner, in human flesh, ate, drank, fucked, and shit in the mausoleum below Goodleburg Cemetery. All the cousins below, several hundred of the St. Fond family, continued non-stop until they were hollowed-out zombies, merely a shell for their magical egos.