Light Novel Slime Novels & Stories

She looked just as pale as the rest of them but there was an aura of dominance she gave off. If looks could kill, Lucy would have been six feet with the looks she was getting, and just like her venomous look, her voice also mirrored the same stance as she started to speak before they could even open the door. “Guess the rumors are true Damien, you really did take a slave.”

I could not help but pick every detail. He soft face, eyes and lips. Everything was set right, and her slender body was carved like a creative piece of art. Indeed, it was such a pity she was a slave. Just then, Damon walked to her and began to engage her in a conversation. Even though her face was down at first, it did not take him anything to lighten it up, and she was all smiles. There was something her happiness did to me. It made my wolf who was gloomy all day because of the mental stress, light up as well.

Things are about to change this school year. Amanda P.O.V My name is Amanda Light, and in a town full of werewolves, that makes me different. I am an only child with two loving parents, a good GPA, and a future that stretches far beyond Stone Rock Pack. Unfortunately, none of those things matter when you're the only human attending a high school filled with wolves. To everyone else, I'm just Humi. That's what they call me. Not Amanda.

His body shook. Costus turned away. “Call the council,” he said. “Something is going wrong.” Clara drifted off to sleep, unaware. Safe, for now. But her life was starting to change. Above her room, the air split open. A thin line of silver light appeared. And from it, a voice whispered, “Her fate has begun.”

Luca turned his head slightly, eyes fixed on the sky. “They’re close,” he said softly. Lily froze. “Who?” she whispered. Luca blinked once. “Friends.” Luke’s expression hardened instantly. “No. No, that’s not happening.” But the rift responded. A pulse of light shot outward. The battlefield trembled. Then— Something emerged. Not fully. Not yet. A hand. Massive. Non-human. Made of shifting light and void intertwined, it pressed against the edge of reality like something testing a boundary it had never crossed before.

Anil replied. "If it's a home industry area, then where is the rented house?" Zoya asked. "Over there!" the man pointed to a house - if one could say a house. From the outside only a plain cream colored wall measuring three meters and a door. The house had two floors and had a narrow balcony above it. Compared to the others, the tenement was quite decent. "Is that the house?" asked Zoya. Three kids run and almost bumped Zoya. Luckily she pulled over quickly. Two children were dressed in shabby clothes and one was shirtless. All three were clearly not wearing footwear . Truly the hallmark of a slum kids.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

It was just a smooth black stone that almost looked fake and was being held up by a silver chain that was slung through a hole at the top. Just looking at it, it seemed there was nothing special about it. It should never have looked like anything more than what it was, but it had several times since that weird lady had given it to me. Who the hell had she been? The question screamed through my head, but it wasn't the only one. Suddenly my mind raced over everything that had happened and a strange feeling washed over me. This was all wrong, all of it. The zombies that weren't normal flesh-eating zombies. They sucked this weird white smoke out of your mouth until you were changed. Then, there

This seemed to confirm his thoughts. "Wow, that translucent creature of the demon race is so adorable. What a pity it got electrocuted to a crisp," Willow said while looking at the burned slimer. It was also the first time Lisa looked surprised. Those things with chicken or pig heads were normal to her. However, the translucent little creature had caught her attention. Walter and Yara remained stoic. They thought of the slimer as a weak creature of the demon race. "Was that a slimer?"