Humanoid Book Novels & Stories

“I have seen their records myself and, well let’s just say that we have kept better records over the years, not to mention that our records extend back several hundred years before those of the humans.” Peter stood from his seat, not at all appearing to feel his age as he moved swiftly around the sofa and took up a book from his desk before retaking his seat. The book was titled; All things mythical and appeared to be more of a tome than a book, it was huge. “This is a book given to our children when in school, it covers most of the basic facts of our world including details on many of our races. I am sure that even living amongst the humans you will have heard of a lot of the races in this

The last page in the book 📕 was the magic cercle used to seal the continent with a note < It's weird this cercle it's not like the seal cercle we knew from the magic book>. He opened the second book 📖 , it was empty he tried to search anything hidden but he didn't found anything. He put the first book in his backpack when he closed the second book the tattoo shines and he the book opens and a 3D hologram of an elf went out and he began recount the story, he talked about a new race the amphibious they were super strong in the water he talked about his journey in other continents and he said that he meets some elves and humans from another continent.

He turned and melted back into the shadows of the corridor, leaving the crackle of security radios and the steady hum of my terminal as the only sounds remaining in the room. I looked down at my trembling hands resting on the cool metal console. Deep within my chest, beneath twenty years of forced human restraint, something dark, ancient, and powerful stirred violently for the very first time. The Ashford Pack thought they had exiled a helpless human. They were about to learn what happens when the rogue they discarded comes back to claim the entire territory.

I could have said Zeus, but I instead said my brother's name because, without him and Athena, I would be lonely like this man. "Thank you, dear." I let out a wry smile and left the old man staring down at the booklet as he smiled. I wasn't sure what's the deal with the man. Maybe he's a lonely and depressing old man who just needed to talk to someone. Usually, people don't interact with the elderly because they don't want to be bothered, but I guess they are just alone.

I had to keep studying—this was the only way I could avoid his gaze and his presence. After a few more pages, my eyes drifted to the large bookshelf along the living room wall. It was filled with thick volumes, most in Latin or old English. Slowly, I stood and approached it. My fingers brushed over a spine, trying to read the titles. Anatomi Licanthropica, Genealogy of Packs, Mutatio Lupus. I pulled one out, nearly choking when I saw its contents—pages full of strange illustrations: skeletal figures half-transformed into wolves, notes on dual circulatory systems, and countless terms unfamiliar to me.

Deciding to study so my grades don't completely tank, but when I look at my nightstand, I frown. There are many stacks of magazines that I recognize as Ashley's, but one question lingers in my mind: Why are all those books about seducing man-wolves? "There's even a book about how to be a she-wolf who is attractive and arousing to an Alpha… Is she a werewolf fan? But why did she—" I pause mid-sentence as the neighbor’s window opens. I notice that it's opened by a girl wearing glasses, but what catches my attention is the guy sitting on the long sofa: It's Nicholas!

A beautiful young adult girl said to him as he pored over a leather-bound book that dealt with the human anatomy and how to manipulate it. It had no title that he could see but he found it very interesting and deeply engrossing. Adam almost rolled his eyes at the lady. He remembered her very clearly; she was one of those…nymphs who had forcefully stripped him naked. Now, here she stood proudly before him with a smirk on her face, waiting. He sighed and closed the book before standing up. “You do not need to return the book,” the nymph said. “Just drop it and it will find its way back to its proper place.”

Almost immediately, the group were on guard, wary of their surroundings. They wandered their eyes around the enclosed space. But sadly, they could hardly see from the dark. "Worry not, for I am one of yours. Pal, I believe it's about time you give me a proper introduction." The disembodied voice spoke once again, and this time they realized the other party sounded closer than they expected. It was as though she was speaking in their midst. It was later on revealed that Steve brought a speaking book with them. This sentient book was an a limited edition enchanted artifact he happened to chance upon being sold at Madam Xu's general merchandise.

She smiled and took the hands of the man back into the cover before covering him up to his belly with the spread. Scott was in discomfort having someone's hands roaming all over his body. Plus it was not just anyone's hands, it was that of a woman and the woman was also a human; the creatures he hated the most. Much as he would like to slap the hands away and warn her never to get any closer to him, he reined his emotions in. Even if he didn't hate humans, didn't the woman know that it was wrong for her to keep moving her hands all over a man? Or did she think that the male species' body was made without any emotion? Such that wouldn't allow them to feel anything for such a daring woman?

Opposite them sat an older, wealthy human merchant named Lord Tang. Lord Tang’s slimy eyes dragged over my curves, landing on my full chest and waist. "The human serving girls in this realm are getting prettier," Tang sneered, reaching out and grabbing my wrist tightly. "Stay here and pour my drinks, girl." A terrifying, murderous growl erupted from Lucien’s chest, rattling the glassware on the table. His wolf pushed to the surface, sharp fangs elongating slightly as his lethal aura slammed into the room. "Lord Tang," Lucien whispered, his voice deadly quiet. "Un-hand her. You are here to negotiate pack trade, not touch human women."