Lamia Scale Novels & Stories

It made meeting Thali even more important. "Nice to meet you, Thali." Azalia did her best to make a good impression. She was unable to take her eyes off of Thali as she spoke. The dragony looked even bigger from this close. Her thick skin was a beautiful orange colour while her scales were as red as Melech's eyes. And her eyes, two long slits currently looking right at Azalia, were a stunning yellow. Azalia was in awe of her beauty. Thali was as gorgeous as she was dangerous.

I smile at her. “But I do!” She replies, her hand lifting and caressing the scar. I feel the familiar tingles and warmth of her touch as her fingers linger, Conri comes to the surface, enjoying our connection. I see Inanna reflected in Lamia's eyes looking at us apologetically. I reach up and stroke the short black hair of Lamias. You would think after two thousand years I would be used to seeing her this way. I wasn’t, I don’t think I ever would be.

Strong yet sad. The image of Lamia is painted front and center. Except she has pure black hair, not streaked like it is. Next to her stands the biggest silver wolf I have ever seen, with bright blue eyes. On her other side is a bear, large and imposing, dominating. Lamia holds a pair of swords in her hands and her feet lay a child. Shifters from all races make up the background. Most notable are the three wolves behind Lamia, the bear, and the silver wolf. I recognize Duke, the other two I’m not sure of. Each person or animal in the mural is looking at a tree, painted black. The beginning of another piece. This must be what she wants the paint for.

Especially with what happened the day of their eighth birthday and Lamias matching birthmark. We had been in the palace gardens celebrating their birthday. There were tons of pups bouncing around, playing, eating, and having a good time. Kellen and Lamia had wandered to the far end of the garden, in their own world as they usually were, when suddenly a rogue came running straight out from the bushes and making a beeline towards the prince. Faster than any wolf could have reacted and made it to them, my little Lamia had pushed the prince out of the way and behind her, she stood her ground letting out a growl that moved trees! The rogue had hesitated and turned his attention to Lamia. I could

The lamia’s expression became serious, and she instructed, “I’ll show you the unique technique. You must try to remember as much as possible. Watch and listen carefully. Feel with your heart and don’t be neglectful.” She spoke seriously, and Luna responded, “Yes, Master.” The lamia nodded. Then, she began demonstrating the unique technique of the Lamiai clan. It was sometimes ghostly like a monster, sometimes furious like thunder, sometimes vast enough to cover the sky, and sometimes more continuous than the spring rain in March... Luna watched with fascination, deeply immersed and unable to extricate herself. “Done...” After an unknown amount of time, the lamia stopped, looking exhausted.

He needs to know more about Rena as he found out that the information and lore that the system had given him were all outdated. "Compared to Lord Rena, I am just nothing. I am simply cannon fodder in her eyes. For lamias, there are two main combat types. Most lamias have the strength of an ox and could wield heavy weapons with their physical strength. Only a handful of lamias have the magic affinity in casting powerful spells with their mana pool. The difference can be easily seen in appearance between the two types. Lord Rena is the number one genius of our clan. The only reason we are not wiped off from the continent is because of Lord Rena's protection." Rin said proudly of her admiration

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

It was telling me the right direction to look in. I heard something rattle as I followed a chain outwards and towards a beautiful siren. My heart skipped a beat at her beaty and fear rushed over me. My cheek hit the ground as I took her in. I could never be her. I could never compare to her. Her posture- perfect. She sat in front of me with legs crossed. Her stiletoe hills dug into my chains like a stake. Something told me, I could try for a thousand years and still never make her budge. I didn't get to see her before... She was hiding under a cloak. But I knew this was her, Lamia. She was in a black cocktail dress. Power and wisdom oozed off her stature. She was a statue watching me. It was

The orbs of light were warm and welcoming and beckoned for me to touch them. As I reached my hand out to touch one they dropped to the ground, their light diminishing quickly, Lamia fell to the ground along with them, her face looked pained and her eyes had lost their glow. She cried out soundlessly and I tried to reach for her, to comfort her. She doubled over, again crying out with a silent scream.

There were growls and gasps. “We will not let that happen,” Alpha Graham promised. “Who are these creatures that think they can threaten a luna?” Alpha Noa asked. “They are dragons, that is my other nature,” Rayvin told them and the meeting went quiet. “Dragon? As in a giant lizard?” Luna Alice asked, sounding like she didn’t believe it. Rayvin laughed, and the sound made Mikael relax. “Not quite, I can’t change into a lizard, but I can grow scales,” Rayvin said and showed her hand and arm where her beautiful golden scales came forward and then vanished.