Humanoid Glados Novels & Stories

Adrenaline pumped through my veins as I transformed into my wolf form, joining my security team and gamma. In the chaos, one rogue caught my attention. This rogue possessed a rare gift—a shape-shifter known as Glabor. Glabor had the ability to shift between forms seamlessly, switching from human to a fearsome hybrid state. In his glabro form, he displayed a mix of human and werewolf traits, making him a strong and commanding presence. Glabors were believed to be extinct.

The man with the eyes like the deepest forest. But in that glance, she had made note of the man next to her. He was average height, muscular, good-looking in a rough sort of way. His blond hair was shaggy. His jeans were a little greasy on the thighs, he looked like a mechanic working on a vehicle of some kind and had used the denim as a wipe rag. The same engine grease lined his fingernails. “What'syoyr name?” the shaggy blonde asked. I'm not interested,” she heard herself say, not looking at him. She had to watch the one with the eyes, the forest eyes. She had to study each of his moves.

Is that Koray? The wolf nods and I know. I still haven't moved from my spot and was searching through them when I spotted a familiar large black wolf with green eyes. He steps up from the group and his body changes. He winces as his body shifts from a wolf to a human being. I gawk at the naked sight in front of me. I'm drunk without drinking! Koray, no, Xavion is chuckling again at my thoughts and I scowl. Every wolf looks at the naked man with confusion, probably wondering why he is laughing to himself.

They slammed into the frozen harbor, embedding themselves in the ice and the stone of the lower city. They hit the ground with the force of meteorites. Steam hissed from the impact craters. The pods opened. They were not human soldiers. They were not beast kin. They were tall, mechanical constructs made of brass and glass. Their chests glowed with a volatile, unstable orange light. They had four arms, each wielding a superheated plasma blade. "Automatons," Kaelen gasped, backing away from the edge. "My father's personal guard. They do not feel pain. They do not retreat. They are programmed with a single directive."

“That’s the last one,” Mane stated as he tossed a humanoid creature onto the ground. This creature was shaped like a human. It had arms and legs and even a face. However its arms were longer than the average human’s, and its fingers held sharp and pointy claws. The ugly beast was stockier than an average human but shorter. The creature was green with very thick skin, and had pointy ears. Its eyes were the same color as its skin, green, and its teeth that were exposed from its open mouth were sharp and pointy. This creature was called a Green Goblin.

He groaned They chuckled and obeyed immediately,, " We are really happy to see you in the council after a long time,,with,, your mate. " Another one said,, she's a female Alyssa wonder why they all look so amazing,, they are really not human. " But,,she's human. " " What is wrong with her being a human??" Luther snapped and they all kept quiet. " My father,,, is alive " Luther said and they all stood up in fear " Rodolfo is alive?? " They all asked at the same time

Kai hissed. He shoved me back, his arm a bar of iron across my chest. We froze. At the far end of the corridor, where the shadows pooled thickest, a drone drifted into view. It wasn’t one of the friendly campus delivery bots. This was a Hunter model, sleek, black chrome, shaped like a teardrop, with a single, glowing red eye scanning the floor. It hovered, the hum of its anti-grav engine vibrating in my teeth. It turned. The red eye swept toward us.

Victor stopped in front of the first row of vats. "What the hell is this?" Zack whispered, his rifle dropping an inch. Rows upon rows of glass cylinders filled the room. Inside each one, suspended in a pale green fluid, was a woman. They all had the same hair. The same jawline. The same arched brows. "They’re Elodie," Victor breathed, his stomach turning. He moved to the nearest vat. The thing inside was a mess. One side of its face was missing, replaced by a mass of grey, tumorous flesh. Its hands were webbed, its eyes milky and sightless. It was a failed copy. A mindless, biological scrap.

"Luna, the Demon Boss wants you to do his makeup and styling too. Last time, our viewers said he was holding the instance back, and he felt really wronged. His situation is a bit unusual, so we asked you to come early." That immediately piqued my curiosity. "How unusual?" The moment the words left my mouth, the floor began to tremble. I turned around and came face to face with a giant three times the height of a normal person. He had 16 heads and 32 eyes. His body was packed with bulging muscles, radiating raw, coiled power. I swallowed hard, feeling a chill crawl down my spine. "Hold on… You want makeup on all 16 heads?" All 16 of the Demon Boss' eyebrows shot up simultaneously. "Is that a

I knew it. This is the end. He stomps towards me as I hear my captor’s neck snap. I close my eyes, waiting for death to come but instead, arms shake me, “Can you shift? Are you hurt?” I shake my head, as I open my eyes, “No, I cant shift….” I begin but one of his companions cut me off. “Kane, we have to go!” he shouts in human form, but his eyes widen as he sees me. “No, it can’t be….”