Horns Mga Nobela at Kwento

I cried out in fright and scurried away from the glass, to make the creature laugh. He had a human figure, but his skin was the same colour as Cosmo’s hair. Huge horns grew from his temples, that spiralled around his pointed ears and down to his backside. He had two others on top of his head just before the temple ones and one in the middle of his forehead that was broken. Since he had no hair, I could see each one clearly. He had more horns that ringed around his wrists and ankles but were so large that they touched the glass, even though he was standing a metre away from it. They were bright like his other ones, but he had twi

He turned around to inform his friend that they could finally have a seat on the ground and just chill, but a frown settled on his face when he looked at his friend. Darrion was standing with his arms crossed. He was staring at the horror looking deer beast tens of meters away from him which was calmly laying on the ground. The beast’s size was like a normal adult deer, but what made it a beast was the long, crescent shaped horn that’s more similar to a crooked blade than a horn. The bladed horn was long, like, a meter long, and Jai could guess someone being sliced if that creature rams into the person.

I only looked back up when I knew they were fully changed. Treddian was an enormous Golden Draygon. Beautiful and vibrant, his head sprouted two horns that bent slightly backward but ended with two extremely sharp-looking tips. His back was relatively free of spikes until the very tip of his tail held one deadly-looking spike. I couldn't remember seeing anything like that on Tohr and made a mental note to ask about it.

"Luna Silva? That’s just a wild, silver-veined variant of wild mint. I found it growing near the creek three weeks ago. It’s harmless." "It isn't mint," Francis snapped, his jaw tightening. "It’s a catalyst. To a human, it’s a herb. To a wolf, it acts like a signal fire on a pitch-black night. It amplifies your natural scent, makes it intoxicating. This rogue found you first because he was desperate, but he won't be the last. The moment I step out of this doorway, another one will come through that window to tear you apart."

The longer he looked at the figure, the more he had the feeling of seeing into a blackness. The figure wore a long robe that was completely black. A hood with gold ornaments was pulled deep into the demon's face. Black hair protruded from the hood and the strands danced slightly in the wind. But in addition to the long hair, two horns protruding from the hood had caught Godric's attention. They were black and long. They were mighty horns that weren't too big. They matched the size of the unknown.

Ready. Dane. His hide spread across his body, dark and dense and smooth. His horns pushed from his forehead, curving, growing. Copper eyes. His tongue, when he opened his mouth, was long and forked, the two tips moving independently. His body thickened, grew, became massive. His clothes tore. And between his legs, two cocks. The upper one thick, straight, veined, the head broad and flushed dark. The lower one thicker, shorter, the flared tip expanding and contracting on its own, pulsing. Both of them hard. Both of them leaking.

The animal's horn was far longer than Fenryn thought it should be. The one Lynnette had shown him had been short and quite thick, but the one he saw now was long and slender. It had a strange tint to it, that reminded Fenryn of a pearl or a white seashell. Then there was the smell of the unicorn. It was unlike anything he had smelt before. Fenryn loved his horses, the smell of hay in the stables, or the smell just after wallowing in the dust or grass. The unicorn, however, had a good smell but he could not place it. Maybe it was the fact that the air was full of springtime scents, but it almost seemed as if spring itself was coming from the unicorn. It drove Fenryn mad trying to place the sm

On that soft looking hair lay a pair of silver horns Wait...horns? She looked closely as another lightning flashed. as realistic as they looked the first time, she knew about those pointy things were indeed horns Fear crept through every fibre of her being. This wasn't a man... " you....your..your n..not a person" The person's expression didn't change, Though his sharp red eyes narrowed dangerously haha just like the way a tiger would look at a prey before passing on it " did you just notice" Before her eyes an awfully sharp looking dagger appeared seemingly out of nowhere in the person's hand. I

I blinked a couple of times, forcing my eyes to focus, and after a bunch of tries, I finally understood what he meant. On his head, Derrick had two horns sticking out. They were black in color, with an outline of bright red light around them. They were slightly curved at the top, like the typical sign of the devil's horn. "You're not able to control it, are you?" Dame asked. I watched as Derrick shook his head. Zin shook his head as Dame sighed. "I will, master, don't worry!" Zin said it out of nowhere. And when I turned to look at Derrick to ask him about it, he just silently watched me.

His friends immediately hooted at him for getting rejected. Sighing, I turned away to look at the swimmers. To my avail, they had their eyes fixed on me, even Zachariah. His Adam apple bobbing up and down as he starred at me with those beautiful hooded eyes that had got me captivated. He hastily turned around, showing his chiseled back to me. “Let the tournament of 2022 begin.” The boy---Hades, yelled in the mic, the huge crowd erupted in cheers. The thumping of the music getting louder and louder by each passing minute.