Lovecraft Novels & Stories

Lana points to a page on the journal, “Le destructeur de tous et de ses proches, la mort, la guerre et la Pestilence, récolteront la destruction de tous. Le sacrifice de l'humanité sera son champion. Si l'amour et la bonté prévalent, le monde sera sauvé. Si la mort et l'avidité réussissent, la fin sera un nouveau commencement rempli de mort, d'assujettissement et de destruction.” I interpret it out loud, “The destroyer of all and her kin, death, war, and Pestilence, shall reap the destruction of all. Humanity's sacrifice shall be its champion. Should love and goodness prevail, the world will be saved. Should death and greed succeed, the end shall be a new beginning filled with death, subjuga

Joan argues. "Sure" Jade rolls her eyes playfully, her fingers stop when she spots a particular book, taking it out from between the books, she looks at its cover. The cover held the image of a full moon, with a huge figure, what appeared like a Lycan with its head raised upwards in a howl. It was a book on Lycanthropy, covering almost all topics related to Lycans, their origin, purpose, mates, everything was showed in the content section. Jade decided to take the book.

The field, full of different flowers and the snow falling on top, made it look like everything was a scene straight from a romance movie. It was a short peck that lasted for seconds and Joseph pulled away. But, he could not meet the other's eyes. Joseph was looking at the plum tree while Theodore was admiring the locket. It had a carving of a person who was half-demon and half-angel. The demon in the locket was pink in color, while the angel was maroon in color. He couldn't believe it. It was such a beautiful locket. He hugged Joseph, "This is such a pretty locket. Did you make it yourself?" "Yes, I did make it. And it signifies our friendship. I tried to make it as beautiful as I could. I h

The foliage has begun reclaiming sidewalks and parking lots, even poking through the street’s asphalt. But not here. Nothing grows here. “I grew up reading a lot of classic horror, Stephen King, H. P. Lovecraft, especially,” Father Ward says. “Dad did, too. He was a different sort of pastor. A little more relaxed. Anyway, there’s a scrap of poetry by Lovecraft. Goes something like this . . . ” Father Ward closes his eyes and with a thoughtful expression recites: The Thing, they whisper, wears a silken mask Of yellow, whose queer folds appear to hide

On the necklace was a mini-sculpture of a tiger, this was the last thing his father left for him before he was murdered, he closed his eyes while playing with the necklace around his neck. ---------- In the faraway place mentioned by the author in chapter 19, the man stood still gazing at the sea on the horizon, although it was already night, he had not moved away from the spot he was standing, the man held a necklace in his hands, on the necklace was the mini-sculpture of a tortoise. "Find the location of the last sculpture, one is with Richard, the other two are with the son and daughter of the Red devil and the skull," the man said, it was as if he was talking to himself.

= Office love (Omegaverse) W7- The fangs of love= Vampire love W8- Icy love= Ice skater × Ice spirit W9- How to tame a student= Sadistic teacher × Masochistic wild student W10- The door to your hell= Demon love W11- My bitchy love-life= Harem W12- Loving you way too much= Abusive love W13- Incomprehensible= School Idol × Depressed Student W14- A kiss is all it takes= Taoist × Succubus W15- Hurt me in a million ways= Yandere × Victim W16- I'll be damned! Body Switchero? = Pirate × Prince

– His eyes look at Mia deeply, those are the eyes of a lovesick man. Immanuel Kant - a German philosopher once said: "Beauty is not in the rosy cheeks of a young woman but in the eyes of the beholder" Probably so! Love makes everything more beautiful, or the pink color of life only exists in the eyes of those in love. Wondering if Malcolm's sincere feelings have touched Mia's heart? Has Mia been moved by this vampire?

“Very well… you will live only with the hate in your heart. You will not be capable of feeling love and affection since it caused you so much pain. But I will grant you immortality as my child… Una.” She nodded. “I’ll forever be indebted to your blessings, Lord Luxus.” “Remember, if you love… you will die.” The words of the Demon King were carved in her mind. It was a small sacrifice compared to his gift. Lord Luxus smirked. He motioned his hand, and a scarlet orb formed in his palm. The cave was filled with bright crimson lights. “Rise, my child! Show your wrath and avenge your unlawful death.” The orb penetrated her chest. And then suddenly, her wavy hair turned all white.

Star came in plopping down 3 large books and a couple of scrolls. "I figured I would need to show you because if I just told you, well, you'd never believe me." Her words only filled me with more wonder. I stared at her impatiently waiting. She opened the darker scroll. "This scroll is the lineage of the first ever werewolf Luscious. Luscious had three children, he gave each one a different surname so that he could see which of his children would prosper the most. Silvius Erasmus was the eldest. Then came Riácan Zeno, the middle child. Lastly Evan Lancaster, you're super great great grandfather."

She looked unsure of what was happening and hesitantly brought her hand up and wrapped her fingers around his index finger. Brett pulled them back and turned his palm over to examine what he wrote on it. He looked back and Sapphire and pushed his lips out, forming a small sad face. “Sorry, Sapphire. It’s Statue of Liberty for today.” “What?” Sapphire asked and pulled his hand to examine what he wrote.. On the index finger was written ‘S’ and on the middle, one was written ‘L’.