Medusa Fanart Novels & Stories

Soon I will feel that it is my peace again, then I will leave for my next work. I take off my belt and my shoes, leaving everything neatly on the floor. I lie down on the bed and look at the painting of Medusa. The surprised face of a woman with snakeskin hair. The goddess of strategy and war. It was inspiring when I bought it, now it looks like bullshit. The bravest woman I have ever known was not painted even though she deserved it. She is alive, and very much alive, in fact. She pointed a gun at me, cocked it and was probably going to shoot. I know it. I hope. Angelique Donnelli.

But only those who have really dealt with them would know that although these two people have angelic faces, their hearts are more vicious than snakes and scorpions. Especially Medusa, she is jealous of all blonde white people and black-haired oriental women who are more attractive than herself. Once anyone becomes her target, she will destroy their appearance and torture them to death. What is even more creepy is that Medusa will take photos of the victims' ugly disfigured faces as a souvenir before they die. She is a pervert with an extremely twisted mind. Although people who have seen tattoos have almost no chance of survival, Joel can still judge their identities from their appearance.

“That’s what it looks like to me. As if the artifact existed first, and then someone came along and carved the animal into it afterward… or forced the designs together.” A faint chill ran through me. “So they weren’t made by the same person?” Eira asked. “Most likely not,” Elder Anna replied. “Everything about them feels… separate. Like two different intentions pressed into one piece.” If there were more answers, they were probably buried somewhere in Medina’s sketches —but going through that felt like trying to empty an ocean with a cup. There were just too many. Medina wasn’t easy to define. People called her a great witch, but that didn’t quite cover it. She didn’t just use magic—she pick

Medusa glared at her. " Don't...try threatening me Cruella or I'd end you way before your Master does " She scowled in rage and Cruella puffed weakly. " You want me to keep quiet...free me " Medusa fastened her fist in irritation, breathing out angrily. Not having an option, she walked back to Cruella and gripped her chin, tilting her head up. " Even if I help you, you'd still die Cruella. Get that in your fucking mind! " She spat.

It seems that the creature is a compatriot of the Jin clan. And the last one looks like a snake that is big enough to come out of the circle. The snake seemed to hiss and turn into a normal human male. Surely this creature comes from the Jan or Demon. "Introduce my name is Medusa and I come from the water kingdom of Astaroth." Said the being who first came out of the black hole introduced himself while paying his respects to the Demon Emperor Leviathan. "Welcome Medusa." Said the Demon Emperor Leviathan who seemed to be smiling at his arrival.

My eyebrows furrowed together. "Huh? Who is Medusa?" I asked in confusion. Marga sat down on the bench while sighing, and suddenly, tears rolled down her face. "Medusa is a half-snake and half-human. Her hair is covered with snakes and when you look into her eyes, you will turn into a stone. That happened to those people..." she said while pointing to the statues and wiping away the tears on her face. My eyes widened while looking at the statues. Now I know why the plaza looks abandoned. It reminds them that these statues were once alive.

Samantha were a cheerful mermaid and because of her stubbornness, Alenna once imprisoned her for using her power which is harmful for herself. She has the only power that can destroy two worlds. That is the human world and their whole kingdom of Arcticus. She is also able to animate and command anything and anyone under the ocean just by using her mind only. This could not be known by anyone within their kingdom because of the danger that the queen sister of her long-deceased mother might pose to her. Alenna, Wamus and Lilo needs to keep Samantha from discovering her other abilities especially her true origins. Because it would be a great threat to all of them and may leads the entire kingdo

"Rea, she is constantly spewing toxic garbage. If you're annoyed, just go punch her in the face." Medusa slams her hands on the table. "Hey! Why are you instigating her to assault me?!" As the Vampire and the Medusa instantly devolve into a screeching, high-stakes argument, the Goblin leans across the aisle, terrified by the crossfire. "Medusa hates everyone. She's genuinely obnoxious, but...I absolutely cannot beat her in a fight." I lean toward him, mirroring his low whisper. "Are you looking to hire a proxy fighter?"

Medusa responded to the lengthy speech with a lazy yawn. "I knew they'd target me," she grumbled, "listen, old hag, I'm too lazy to deal with you. But if you insist, come here on your own two feet. That's better, and I'll ensure you're the most beautiful aesthetic piece in my house!" The tablet case was folded roughly and covered the screen. It was futile as Medua tossed the thing into the bushes. Medusa pulled herself inside, slamming the double-handled door. A new drone dared to pop up next to the castle roof. The camera pans over Medusa's footsteps before slowly rising and darting away. Madam Jenn turned off the camera. She is disappointed but not surprised by Medusa's refusal. It's stran

Kayden flinched and nearly made a crying expression, he was frustrated now for not being able to touch her. The woman stood there with her arms crossed as she faced Kayden and raised her one eyebrow. Medusa stared at him with a passionate gaze as she slipped her hand down on her bra and trailed downwards on the tummy. Her poker face made Kayden fake a sniffing sound upon the frustrated tied up. "I hope so you are not going to keep torturing me like this. Please!"