Horns Novels & Stories

I took the horn and examined it. It looked impressive, but I spotted the flaw instantly. "This dragon crystal," I said calmly, "is a fake." Damian's face went white. "What?" "It's a glass replica." I tapped the crystal. It made a sharp, clear ping. "A real dragon crystal makes a dull thud. And..." I flipped the horn over, pointing to the runes at its base. "This isn't a summoning rune. It's a backlash curse, designed to kill whoever blows the horn."

The air around him shimmered faintly, like reality was deciding whether or not to hold his shape, wavering at the edges of his form. His horns curved back from his temples, enormous and elegant, veined with pale light that pulsed faintly like veins under thin ice. His chest was bare again, muscles lean and coiled like a predator held barely in check, marked with shifting ink I couldn’t read—symbols that flickered between languages, dancing with ancient meaning I wasn’t meant to understand.

The horn sounded again, it was much more closer this time and clearer. Kael's eyes immediately turned dark, his once adorable silver eyes turned dark exposing the light shown in between them. "It's a war horn." Kael said. Barely before he finished speaking, another sound followed, then lots of footsteps were heard. It headed for the outpost. Just then they realized that they weren't alone anymore, people were here to find them....

Dan's weight on me was too much and I couldn’t break his grip on me. My legs were pinned by his legs hooked around me and my hands held above my head by his. His breath smelt sweet and unusual; it was sickening. He held his face close to mine when his phone rang in his pocket. He jumped off me and I started screaming. He ran out of the room slamming the door behind him, my screams were pointless. However, it was the first sign of hope. If I could somehow submit to him and get his phone from him, I might be able to reach out.

First, I grabbed his head, then his hair—until my fingers brushed against his horns. I froze. Beneath my hand, the horn began to vibrate, slowly growing larger. Nathan went completely still above me, his breathing heavy. Lifting one arm from beside my body, he spoke in a low growl. “Go.” But I couldn’t move. My hand still clutched his horn, which was continuing to grow. He snapped his eyes open—completely black now—and snarled louder. “Go, now. In a few seconds you won’t have the chance.”

She closed her eyes, breathing deeply, ready to embrace what was to come. Then, with a swift yet tender motion, Arlo bit into her side neck. A sharp sting erupted, an immediate burst of pain, but it was swiftly followed by an overwhelming wave of pleasure that coursed through her. Lune gasped, the sensation unlike anything she had ever felt. It was as if every nerve ending had come alive, igniting a fire within her.

Jewels whispered. We continued on in our path, eventually Jewels and Jess stopped at the same time. Jewels’ horn began to glow so bright it was almost blinding. She stared straight ahead and all our eyes landed on the most marvelous creature. It had a large body the size of a horse with hooves. Its face was similar to that of a lambs, and its mane was colorful red, yellow, and orange leaves in place of hair. It had colorful fur in swirly patterns of white, light blue, pink, and some green. It had large antlers that were almost a rose gold and looked wooden with ridges like that of the bark on a tree. It had large ears, and big black eyes. Those eyes looked right at us, then towards Jewels’ g

Some of the renditions showed me in a good light. “Riding, shooting, fencing?” The groom stood up. “She can ride anything with legs, including the horus.” I was impressed. The horus is a fearsome beast that looked like a giant falcon with razor sharp talons and a sharp, hooked beak. He had two heads. No one could ride him except for Birgir and myself. “She can shoot from the back of a beast or on her feet. She is quick with the bow.”

It also had four white horns, which were seven inches long, and affixed on their bases to each corner. The horns were curved, with their points facing the centre of the altar. Timmy’s invisible double trembled as he sat on a chair inside the marine sphere, lost in deep thought. He didn’t mind the slithering king cobra head behind him, which seemed to like his black suit.

Therefore, Zephyr Khan did not dare to be careless. "Roar!" Just as Zephyr Khan was still thinking... Suddenly, an angry roar was heard. In the blink of an eye, an enormous creature raised its hooves and crazily rushed towards Zephyr Khan. This creature was like a Brute Bull. However, there was not only a sharp horn on its head, but also a sharp horn in front of its nose. There were two long horns on both sides, but the one on its nose was absolutely clear and hard to ignore. There were circles of texture on it, as dark as ink, like a black sharp blade.