Jin Abominable Novels & Stories

Hera answered for him. “ Five centuries ago, the Ishtar king, Uber attempted this very ritual in an attempt to wipe out all Abnormals and take Ocrad for his own. At the time, a Kitsune Queen ruled these lands, back when all Abnormals villages were united and acted as one and humans lived in the outskirts, little more than savages. Until Ubar rose to power and organized the humans into a rebellion, only the Ishtar can read that particular Grimoire; listed in it are magic spells explicitly made to kill Abnormals Ubar taught humans. Over the centuries, they have been passed down from generation to generation, hence why the Ishtar are so formidable.

he continued, “I am going to give you a once in a lifetime offer. An offer worth no less than a thousand times what you will receive from anyone else at the market.” Jack looked up at the butcher in awe. “What is this offer?” asked Jack. “Magic beans,” said the butcher, stepping forward and opening the little green pouch. Jack peered inside "Wow,magic beans??" Alex said in surprise “Three beans?” he snorted. “Three magic beans,” replied the butcher, “that will most certainly change your—and your dear mother’s—life for the better.” Jack reflected for a moment. “A thousand times more valuable,” he thought to himself, “and something that will help my mother.”

It was the jackal—Tabaqui, the Dish-licker—and the wolves of India despise Tabaqui because he runs about making mischief, and telling tales, and eating rags and pieces of leather from the village rubbish-heaps. But they are afraid of him too, because Tabaqui, more than anyone else in the jungle, is apt to go mad, and then he forgets that he was ever afraid of anyone, and runs through the forest biting everything in his way. Even the tiger runs and hides when little Tabaqui goes mad, for madness is the most disgraceful thing that can overtake a wild creature. We call it hydrophobia, but they call it dewanee—the madness—and run.

They were the Tainted. Half-human, half-wolf abominations that stood on two legs, towering over the average human. Their bodies were grotesquely muscled, with jaws that could swallow a man’s head and claws as long as daggers. Their eyes were the worst part—the pupils were vertical slashes, exploded and bloody, set in whites so bloodshot they appeared a sickening, demonic red. They were the bane of the all supernatural kind. Crazed creatures with only one drive: bloodlust.

Chiba glanced arrogantly at Harvey before pointing at him. “That bastard hit me, Grandpa! “He kept going against me, just because he knows a few powerful people in Golden Sands through his connections as a kept man! “I told him to offer his wife and sister-in-law, but he declined! “He doesn’t respect the Nobita family at all!” “Bastard!” Jakai roared. He fell into a crazed state the moment he saw the scars on Chiba’s face.

I ask, needing a confirmation of what I already know. "You already know Sarrtina. There's Zacharie and Hasiah and they are just as dangerous as Sarrtina, if not more. Then there's Achilles." "She's the blonde?" "Yes." Zaralina says. "What makes her truly evil and vicious is the world of pain which has created so much darkness inside of her." For some reason I want to know more about this Achilles. When I saw her in my dream I felt like I knew her from somewhere, her eyes were oddly familiar. But it could be because all these nonhuman eyes look very similar.

Damon then unbuttoned his shirt sliding it off exposing his abs; folded it and place it on the floor with his jacket before unbuckling his belt. When Damon’s pants fell to the floor John let out a long unhinged growl, within moments of it Damon’s fire colored wolf emerged forcing my father’s wolf to look up at him. Damon’s wolf snarled his teeth at my father, when Alpha John still refused to back down he sunk his teeth in his neck.

Reluctantly, I approached him, facing the expectant onlookers. His gaze, filled with repulsive arrogance and lust, met mine. Summoning all my courage, I spoke firmly. "I, Lyra Sabastian of Wildfire pack, reject you, Maximus Orion of Fable pack, as my mate,". My words echoed through the crowd, sending shockwaves not only through them but through myself as well.

“Juste, why?” Lord Abirham asked Juste about his disgraceful behavior. He was his only child, so it was very hard for him to get totally angry with him. Juste wanted to tell his king father that he hated his own kind, for eating human flesh out of greed for their supernatural gifts. But his lips couldn’t choose the right words to say. Deep down, he knows he will be insensitive to his own if he badmouths the nature of the fellhounds. So he bowed his head and kept silent.

But my solo experiments had taken a dark turn, leaving me craving more, needing more. That’s when I discovered Sibomin, an ancient alien machine programmed for one purpose: to bring pleasure. Sibomin was no ordinary sexbot; it was a being of pure sensation, its form shifting and adapting to maximize my pleasure. And Sibomin was also non-binary, its gender fluid and ever-changing, just like its physical form.