Kraken Novels & Stories

I didn’t do anything! ‘The mere fact that you’re here and flaunting your demonic aura is the problem, you big dolt!’ The Kraken is huge. I could not begin to describe it, but it was using the massive shipwreck like a shell—kind of like a hermit crab. The deep sea has never felt more terrifying to me than now. Thinking about all the advantages and talents that I’ll get after killing it excites me, but how do I even kill it without it getting to me first?

It was such a small lamp but it was enough to light up one small room such as the basement. I could see the dragon-like snakehead of it, its eyes close, resting and waiting for its wound to heal. As the medium-sized serpent breathed, the blood on its wound kept dripping out of its side slowly. It was gross to look at – whoever did that deep damage, it definitely made it easier for us to defeat it. I look back at Tyson and Leah, “So, what’s the plan?”

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

Now, that creature was opening its mouth wide, ready to swallow him alive. Sieghal struggled, trying to free himself from the Kraken’s tentacle, stabbing it several times with a small knife he carried to pry open shells. But no matter how many times he stabbed it, it seemed to have no effect, and the creature kept directing Sieghal’s body toward its mouth.

Though, I just can’t point out why. ‘Master, look! It’s Max.’ Fifi began to move and headed to what looked like a scaled body floating in the water. It was a massive body that seemed to be lying in a pool of blood. “Is that…” Byron whispered, afraid of finishing the sentence as the sea creature lying before us in its pool of blood is someone close to him. “It’s Max,” I confirmed and tried to make contact with the Kraken. There was no response, but thankfully, I could still feel his thoughts. “He’s alive, but he’s very weak”

“Gator, this is Nya,” Slate, the dragon king, said as Nya followed him over to where the others were training. The fellow in question, a ginormous man, only an inch or so shorter than Slate himself, with massive, bulging muscles, was dressed all in black, a similar outfit to the one Slate always wore, except there were no red accents. Gator eyed Nya for a moment, his eyes traveling from her head to her toes and then back again. He nodded, his dark, shoulder-length hair swaying slightly with the movement of his head. “Nya?” he questioned.

There’s one door that is shut, that door leads up to the bedroom. "This is my home, there's only one bedroom so ma'am you take my bedroom and Suki and I will stay in the living room." He picks up the small dog which is circling around his leg. "It's cute." She says looking at the dog. "Yeah she's Suki, she's a great companion." He says kissing the dog. She smiles and slowly sits on the couch holding her head. There is a hammering pain in her head, maybe it is because of all the stress and crying. "Do you have a headache?" He puts the dog down. "No um.. yeah a little bit." She looks up at him. "Okay you sit here I will be back." He walks away and disappears in the kitchen area.

Megan pressed closer now with the kids. "If we thought Item 13 was bad news, this is worse, Megan. Much worse." He keyed in a set of command through a touch keyboard that had appeared below the image and a new page appeared, and what confronted Megan made her blood run cold. The small strange-looking octagon-shaped objects inside the structure were nanites – she should have guessed as much with all her sci-fi knowledge – but not the everyday kind; if there were everyday kinds. These ones had been programmed with some kind of high-level intelligence which was purported to make them harder to detect, harder to evade, harder to counteract.

“Giant creatures…that inhabit our oceans. That’s why…none of the others…will go near the water.” “What about you, then?” Radar asks. “Kraken are gigantic,” Selene says, “a hundred times our size. But they are…slow. We avoid them…rather easily.” “Others…do not have…our speed…in the water,” Colella adds. “I see,” I say, understanding now, sort of. Our scientists and fighters will be interested to know it’s not the water the creatures from There are afraid of—it’s what might be lurking beneath the surface.

I have yet to avenge the brutal death of Banyan and his mate. “Go now. See the truth with your own eyes.” The squid started swimming away when I realize I still have one question left. “Who are you?” “I am the Kraken!” And he disappeared into the darkness. Whatever that means, what matter was that I was going back up with my mate, Allyssa Lausanne, the one truly destined for me. I looked at her and she glared back, resentment visible in those beautiful twinkling eyes. She turned away, swim upwards without a second glance back to the bewildered Takif.