Manhawa Novels & Stories

I'd be a liar if I say I've not been tempted to leave this shit of life behind, but except for my mom's investigation, a certain girl is holding me back. A certain fierce black hair girl with hazel eyes. Ashanti. I've never met a woman who is intriguing as her, she's different and a badass. There's just something about a woman that can handle her own that is so fucking beautiful. If I had my choice, I'd bend her over and eat her out, get on my knees and worship her cunt like the beauty she is. “We've got something information concerning the burnt warehouse” I spun around at the sound of my most trusted man's voice.

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

She explained to me what it was: A manananggal is a witch that visits village after village and hunts at night. What she likes to feed on our unborn fetuses. When she's hungry she separates from her body with just the torso, then her back sprouts wings and flies, leaving the lower half behind. Once she finds a suitable victim, she alights on the house and inserts her tongue through the roof. The tongue is long, hollow, and very flexible. She uses it to puncture the womb of the sleeping pregnant woman and suck out the fetus. She is a beautiful woman in her human form; she seduces and lures men to her lair and eats them alive. To destroy her, one should search for the lower torso that she leav

“Well Sachi told me you’re no fraud, but just know I’ll want a demonstration later on” He nodded his head. “Good” and she stood up. Takashi’s eyes went wide, but he was subtle. No one seemed to notice, but Geiru was giving him a dirty look, and he could feel the anger radiating off her. But it wasn’t his fault. When the woman was just… “I’m Megumi Hirose leader of Phantom” she said rounding the table and in her hand was a gun. “What’s your name?” “Geiru”.

The Aswang Queen of Domminga Mountains, Catarina ruled with an iron thumb, her sleek black hair like a whip, replete with eyes of black pearls that shone like a viper's. Catarina had a secret: she abhorred human flesh. Having gone to college for Biology in Manila, Catarina had genetically engineered fruits: mangoes, lanzones, calamansi for teas - everything jade and green under the sun of Bathala that produced the florid juices of the jungle - into sustenance for aswang, with human proteins.

Her black Pocahontas hair and her mocha brown skin look real and flawless. Mark became entranced by the sexy CGI dancing queen. Even the sweat on her skin looked authentic. The high-octane fire did not affect the simulated young woman’s body. She moved and grooved with her hands on her shapely hips. The fire kissed her gyrating hips and her slender tattooed waistline. It kissed her denim miniskirt and her strapless red leather halter top.

Seeing Taken souls were Lillith’s thing. I sighed to myself, wishing there was some point to this place. I walked a mute world filled with reflections of the living and whole, a world that was as pretty as it was useless. Lills on the other hand... She saw the dead and the taken, and they weren't reflections of people like they were for me, they were real, solid, she could hear their every word and scream.

He lowered the window pane and looked at his lady love. She was murmuring Hanuman chalisa (a sacred hymn of Hanuman, a Hindu god believed to be immortal and gives protection to the ones who remembers him in the time of problem and misery) and moving slowly and was actually bribing god to help her out today and then she will take care of her car from next day.... Rudra chuckled and that was when Sakshi stopped with her murmuring and looked sideways.... She was stunned to see him in front of herself....

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Many were getting maimed or slaughtered by older, battle hardy males who were hoarding females. I was never worried about being hoarded by such males. Nobody wanted to square off with Remus. He had even frightened the two friends I had made into staying back. Kita would then speak to me through the woodline, under scrutinizing glare of Remus. Remus had never favored Kita, who was a rogue male. Kita was female crazy and eccentric. Too full of life and not enough of sense, Remus would say.