Lamia Novels & Stories

She was in complete control. As Layla surged forward, I looked through her piercing gold eyes at my reflection in the mirror. What stared back at me was a massive, dark wolf, marked by two striking stripes of white fur running the length of her muscular body. It scared the hell out of me. "Bring me back." My voice echoed in her mind, but she wasn't listening. The moment she pivoted toward the left side of the room, I knew it was over. With a joyful, reckless bound, she sped past the mirror and vaulted straight through the window.

June leaned closer to confirm her suspicions of the creature that Elizabeth found to make sure that it was what Veronica had morphed into. “ A Lamia? “ June said. She read the description of the folklore. “ Seriously, where did you find this book?, “ “ Like I told you before, I found it on the bookshelf down there,” Elizabeth said as she continued to scroll through the pages. “ Trying to find out what coach Lockwood turn into? “ Bonnie asked. “ Yeah, I think I just found it,” “ Well, do not keep us in suspense,” June said. “ He was an aqrabuamelu. Apparently, it is a scorpion human hybrid that feeds on virgins and young women, “

I sneered. Her growl was deep and long, and her canines extended. She stood up straight and looked me dead in the eye. For a minute, I almost got lost in them. Almost. “Who are you? And why are you and your delta here?” I demanded an answer from her. “I am Lamia Langley, Daughter of the royal Delta, Alpha to the kingdom of MacTire and I DEMAND you release my father or…” My hand shot out and coiled around her throat, gripping her tightly.

The pleasant aroma as it approaches causes him to close his eyes. Mate! - growled his wolf. “Yes,” he said, confirming that he had found his Luna. Unfortunately, there was something odd about her. And he quickly clenched his palm into a fist upon noticing something strange about the female. She is a human...

The creature’s roar shakes the hall. “Saint, what the fuck is a chimera?” I rack my brain, trying to remember. “Kas is the mythology expert, not me.” “Uh, I think it’s a lion, goat, snake monster?” He says hesitantly. “Marco, Marco, I need your help.” I look up at the screen, backing away from our door. Aphrodite is sitting on her throne. The sun is setting in the distance. Marco looks up at the monitor and back at me with wide eyes. “What’s our move, Alpha?”

I'm not the first, - he smiled when he saw my surprised look, - Surprised? - Well, in general, yes. It’s just that you are so, mmm, well, big, I somehow can’t imagine you with a pipette, feeding baby squirrels. This is how stereotypes are broken. I, Leah, have the gift of a helicon, communication with animals, so I feel when and what they need. I remembered: Martha had told me something about this gift, but, unfortunately, my memory was backward only that Viola had the same gift.

The green scales were set in an amazing pattern with diamond-shaped violet scales in the middle of the body. The tail itself was coiled and locked down but the full length would be almost 2 meters. "Ah Yin... what is this?" Chen inquired with a gulp. He didn't know what they called a lamia in the Douluo Continent. All his guides never revealed such an exotic existence to him because he was sure that the woman wasn't simply a spirit beast or a human. "Hmmm!" The woman's shouts were muffled and Ah Yin finally controlled a vine to pull the gag over her mouth away.

The loose strands of her long brown hair only served to make her appear more petite as they framed her pale face and pooled down her chest. The other woman, on the other hand, looked like a big bad bully in comparison. Standing at least five inches taller than Einas Raed's mother, she had pale blond hair that almost bordered white. The mean smirk on her lips and the resentful glare in her blue orbs formed a complete contrast against the other's weak and timid appearance. From her aura alone, I could tell she was the Lycan Leader’s Luna, and Idris Raed’s mother. “Nazia, your daughter-in-law is not well. Can we not get into an argument right now?” The petite she-wolf asked with a helpless sigh

The creature snarled and lunged at her, but she deftly dodged its attack, using her powers to repel it. "Control your fear, Lyra," Cassandra called out. "Your emotions can either empower or hinder you. Choose wisely." Gritting her teeth, Lyra concentrated on the love she held for Arthur, using it to fuel her determination and strengthen her resolve. With each strike, she felt more confident in her abilities, finally sensing the balance between power and control that Cassandra had emphasized. "Enough!" the creature roared, seemingly realizing that it could not overcome her. With one final, desperate swipe, it lunged at Lyra, only to be met with a powerful burst of energy that sent it reeling

Then there were the nights I dreamt of Lamia and woke with a burning ache in my chest. For three years, I don’t think I had had a decent night's sleep. Yet none were as threatening and all-consuming as the night I woke in hysterics a little over two years ago. I had dreamt of Lamia, her emerald eyes stared at me, burning into me. A wicked smile had come across her face, one born of pure evil. That’s when her face began to reshape. Her hair became black as onyx, and her eyes glowed brightly as she began to morph into her beast. Yet it wasn’t her beast it was more Lycan. Her claws scraped across my chest and her teeth sank into my