Light Novel Slime Novels & Stories

And after my death, you had me—the dignified daughter of the Chapman family—wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave. I cocked my eyebrow at him. "I heard you did the same to Camilla after her death. You really have a thing for throwing dead bodies into mass graves, don't you? It's something you haven't changed even after two lifetimes!" "Gigi, you… you've been reborn, too?" he asked shakily. "I should've seen you for what you were in my past life, Maurice—a worthless piece of trash," I snarled. Maurice's strength left him when he learned I'd also been reborn. His knees buckled, and he collapsed onto the floor.

JULIUS CREE! The same dark slime shot up from the ground that we fought in the Sprite Realm, this can not be a coincidence, it surrounded him and covered his body from head to toe, the only thing that visible of his true form is his eyes peering angrily at us. He made a strange screeching sound and the slime shot in every direction like knives tearing through bodies, I can see the damage and hear the screams of the warriors around. I leap from were I stood once I felt the slime aim towards me {{ Lily can you hold your own? }} (( of course I can )) {{ Calipha find somewhere safe to hide! }} she nodded and made her way off as quickly as she could.

The faint hum of fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow over the tiled walls. As Aqua moved toward the door, her heart pounded in her chest, and her senses were on high alert. She had to get out of here before anyone noticed. Just as she reached for the handle, the door swung open, and she collided with a solid figure. "Whoa!" Damon exclaimed as Aqua stumbled into him. The impact sent her sprawling backward, and she hit the cold floor with a thud, her books scattering around her. Aqua winced, the embarrassment flooding her cheeks with heat. She looked up to see Damon staring down at her, his expression a mix of surprise and concern.

Silence fills the throne room for a good five seconds before a ripple of shock spreads throughout. My siblings exchange glances before snickering with each other. I can see the others widen their eyes in mild surprise before their mask of indifference returns. "You?" Leonel drawls, sitting forward with interest. "Our little ghost of a sister finally grew a spine since she suddenly wants a slave? The little goody-two-shoes who thinks Lycans are equal with the Weres? How...unexpected." Another sibling scoffs. "What could she possibly do with one?" "Maybe she finally realized she needs someone to talk to," another quips, chuckling nastily. "Too bad Lycans are too stupid and don't make for good

“Objects hold memories. Let them speak to you.” Rita exhaled, trying to quiet her mind. For a moment—nothing. Then, a flicker. A woman’s laughter, the scent of roses, a whispered promise— “I see her,” Rita breathed. “She’s… happy.” Pru grinned. “You’re a natural.” Deidre, sprawled on her bed like a starfish, sighed dramatically. “I wish I was a witch. You all look so… ethereal.” Freda snorted without looking up. “Says the cornflower-blue-eyed, pure blond-haired, tall, pale, long-lashed immortal. If anyone is ethereal, it’s you, Vampire Barbie.”

there was also the option of summoning a sacred beast which Yamato did but Shiro didn't know how to do it yet, it was written somewhere in Dave's book he never got the time to read it properly. With his Raiken and superior speed, Shiro mowed down more enemies than everyone except Shin Whose area was flashing with blinding lights. Mia who was the closest to the area said that the only thing that protected her eyes when she looked was the ridiculous amount of scrap metal that flew out of the area and she didn't dare look a second time.

As Grace Hill becomes the home to many dangerous paranormal beings, Scott pretends another is his mate. Hurt, Lilly shuts him out. Has Scott lost his only chance of a mate? And what threat from her past could send Scott to possible war? Their world has never been more fragile as a cult known as Disaster of the Otherworld intends to plunge them into chaos. I hope you will enjoy it.

"Now shut up and let me work." Chloe could only watch as Ursula took Chloe's hands in her own and closed her eyes before beginning to mutter words that the blonde didn't recognise. She didn't have time to question it though, because no sooner had Ursula began to chant in her strange language, a light blue glow began to pulse from their joined hands. It grew and grew with each chant, flowing up Chloe's arms like a cleansing breeze. It felt oddly nice and calming but strange at the same time. Part of her wanted to run away from the strange light but another part wanted to stay, fascinated by what she was seeing. Witnessing such a remarkable thing distracted her from the perpetual anxiety withi

He was preparing this evil plan. Rafe stared at the scene in disbelief. He also seemed to have trouble untying the chains that bound him. "Well, let the games begin," Aline said again. I saw with my own eyes how a black shadow rushed towards Rafe with tremendous force. The Grimoire emitted a spark of electricity and Aline was thrown backwards. "What is it?" I whispered softly, my eyes glued to the Grimoire, which should not be held recklessly by a werewolf, especially the shadow that had just appeared, the seventh reincarnation of the werewolf.

It’s a slime. “…You’re joking, right?” I narrowed my eyes, my face grimaced into a look of disgust towards that wiggling figure. Just a few moments ago, I was cursing that small, wobbly figure because I wished to not be a part of their story plot and got devoured. Maybe my bad luck, I stumbled upon one. I stared at it, contemplating whether to kill it or not. Suddenly it extended its shiny light blue body parts as it approached me little by little, irking me and giving me no choice but to step on it. It immediately died.