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.

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.”

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.

Like they were being controlled by her, being called forth by her. A wild storm raged above us with lightening striking the ground and thunder rattling the very air around us. The static from the storm combined with the electricity from Jenevive caused tiny balls of light to begin racing through the room. The tension had boiled to the point of exploding, which it did out of her mouth. She let out an echoing blood curling scream that bounced off the wall and swirled around and around. If I had thought the Soul Eater's scream was high pitched and ear splitting it was nothing compared to Jenevive's.

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?"

~Viola~ I woke up to the distant drip of water from somewhere deep within the room I was in, and it was dripping on my face. The air in here was thick and heavy with the scent of dampness and decay. I wiped them off and looked around me, I remembered I was thrown in here, but I didn’t know where this place was, now with the gruesome walls that are made of rough-cut stone, and the floors that are damp and slippery, covered in a layer of moss and grime.

Husks of worm-like flesh dropped to the ground and bounced like beached fish. Moments before my blade would have entered Salem, he swirled out of the way, his webbed wing-tentacles flailing like a cloak. My blade rammed into the throne instead. I pried my blade free from the throne and whirled around to face him once again. Salem floated above Isabelle, cocking his head to the side. His tentacles were already regenerating. “Your arousal betrays you. You have tasted the pleasure I can bring you already . . . and tasted the suffering as well. You cannot win, my love. We both know you will give in to me by the end.”

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

said Chaos, petting the trembling skeletons as they calmed down a bit… However, the sight of a young man petting cracking trembling skeletons was something that those watching would leave imprinted into their memories. After that, Chaos evolved the Slimes. Each Slime had a different color, and depending on the color, they were particularly stronger, sometimes even being able to use some elemental attacks. Red Slimes were able to fire fireballs, Blue Slimes fired water bullets, Black Slimes used shadows, and so on… They all evolved into High Slimes, and Slime Kings at SS-Rank after being exposed to Miasma and then evolved! Each one of the slimes became a giant and fatty slime with a crown ove