Marowak Novels & Stories

They got drowned underneath the quagmire as well as the ocean of their shock, astonishment and disbelief. “Aaarrggghhkkk...!!!” Mr. Serpent Win Mara carried on squealing and squeaking with the peak of his tenor eight-octave voice tune. His whole body had been turned to a kind quite massive bullet, with red orpiment and West Medicine Land dark brown supernatural powers covering all over his body.

Her team sustained the most injuries, while the others sustained minor cuts or none at all. She was shocked to see two enormous wolves surrounding Carrie. She instantly knew they were Torvin and Kodak, offering their support and checking on her injuries. Kodak’s wolf was black and bulkier than Carrie’s, while Torvin’s was dark brown, even bigger than Kodak’s, with massive shoulders and powerful legs.

It growls loudly, its movements savage and violent as it snaps the heads of the warriors in the blink of an eye. Nana freezes, horrified by the sight. Blood spills across the forest floor and the bodies of the fallen warriors lie motionless. "Who let the monster out of the cage?!" Marco's voice booms in the distance, furious and loud. He shifts into his wolf form—a massive black wolf with glowing red eyes. The red eyes, a rare trait in Alpha generations, show just how dangerous and powerful Marco is. Marco’s wolf lunges at the creature, slamming into the side of its face as it feeds on the last warrior.

I’m sure that I wasn't the only one who was amazed. Marco growled in anger at all the attention Bryant was getting before he also shifted, but much slower. His wolf form, although almost the same size as that of Bryant, was not nearly as spectacular nor special. And he was a dark shade of brown. The fight soon started and just as Enzo predicted, Bryant beat Marco.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

"That is Mayaki's mate. She used to be Snow Lion's animal. She named her Fure…Blossom. Blossom had pups three days ago." Fure lies on the cold ground with a litter of three pups huddled close to her side. One wolf is grey like his mother, one is brownish-red like her father, and the third is completely white. The third pup has an odd-looking mark on his back, and it almost looks like a scar. While Prince Edmund prepares a slice of meat for his wolf, I look at the pups. I was still scared to step further. He moved close to me and hold my hand, Slightly pulled me closer to have a full look.

" Nawa swallowed. She continued... "Magmar's form is a large snake with a female body! Magmar's health point value is 20,000 points. It will take the cooperation of all the current expert hunters and fighters to destroy Magmar!" Nawa hadn't finished with her words when thunder boomed and lightning slapped against Lantian Peak. Thick white smoke seemed to roll in reaction to this natural phenomenon. And when the smoke thinned in the wind, that horrible form appeared there.

He turned and looked at me. “You are not a true vampire. But you are not a true wolf, either. Or a true human, either. You are something new. Something that has never been seen before. The normal rules don’t apply to you. You have a vampire’s cravings and weaknesses. But you can also transform into a wolf, and you have a wolf’s power of smell, of speed and….I don’t know what else. You are something rare. Something in between.” “A half-breed?” I asked.

Weasel said, and produced his bank card and house keys. “Thanks, Weasel,” Jake said and smiled. “Why do they call you Weasel?” Weasel grimaced and chuckled. “Apparently I’m as ugly as a fucking weasel.” Jake laughed. The man looked like one of those surfer types, sun-streaked blonde hair, chocolate brown eyes and it was easy to spot that he worked out. “Yeah, I agree,” Jake said, and Weasel laughed. “I also don’t know when to keep my nose out of someone’s business,” he said.

Everyone is approaching the ring and we do the same and, pushing and shoving, we manage to get in the front row as many of them are drunk. -WELL! FIRST WE HAVE A TITAN WITH TEN FIGHTS WON AND TWO LOST WILLIAM THE DESTROYER!- he introduces and some boo and others cheer as they watch him climb into the ring. He's almost six feet tall and has a lot of muscle mass so I'm guessing he'll be slower although that's not completely known. He has his hair shaved to one and brown eyes - AND SECOND BUT NOT LESS IMPORTANT WE HAVE A CHAMPION WITH TWENTY FIGHTS WON AND ZERO LOST, THE DEVIL CAMBELL - this time there are very few people booing him and almost everyone cheering him on. As soon as I see him get