Medusa Novel Novels & Stories

She beseeches him, “I’m trying to help you.” “And how exactly is lying to your future Alpha helping him?” Chase wonders aloud. “Nerissa –” She raises her palm, cutting me off. “No, Viviane. I won’t let you do this.” Actual tears well in her eyes as she looks between Caspian and Chase. “She’s an unregistered mermaid. She was using the necklace to enchant you.” _______________ The room is spinning, whirling round and round so quickly that my surroundings are reduced to a hazy blur. Nerissa’s words hang in the air between us, brittle and bitter – dripping with venom. At first I do as I always have, and freeze in the face of abuse.

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.

Get a hold of yourself Melissa, he's already engaged to Keira" I scolded myself mentally. I opened my bag to see what novel I had in it, I'm a lover of fantasy novels because it kind of takes me to another world that doesn't exist, I always put one in my bag, just incase I'm being locked by Derek Houston and his likes in the classroom or stores, at least I will have something to keep me busy till I get someone to free me. I brought out the novel that I have started reading before now, titled, "Adonis" it's a fictional story about shape shifters, although I have only read one chapter, it seems it will be an interesting novel.

My nose had stopped bleeding, thank the Goddess for alpha healing, but humiliation still clung to my skin like smoke. Back inside my dorm room, I paced the length of the floor, back and forth, boots thumping with each turn. My thoughts zipped frantically through my head. Nova was hiding something. And I would be the one to uncover it. “Alpha,” Rowan entered again, clearing his throat softly, “I gathered some information on Nova. It’s not much yet but—” I sliced my hand through the air. “Get me books and paper right now.” He blinked. “Why…”

Victoria murmured, remembering the way Celeste had fought—how she moved like instinct and memory were dragging her through the storm. “She’s going to sleep for a while,” the medic said, glancing back down the hall. “Healing will take time—physically, yes, but more importantly, spiritually. She has to reforge that connection with her other half. With Verena.” “Verena?” the Alpha King echoed. “Her wolf,” the medic said. “Or… what’s left of her.” Silence settled again, deeper than before. “She’s strong,” the medic added after a pause. “But she’s been hollow for so long. It’s a miracle she lasted this way for as long as she did.”

"Teach me how to control it so I do not need you." Before I could respond, Elena appeared in the doorway. Her face was pale, her hands trembling. "We have a problem," she said. "What kind of problem?" I asked. Elena held up her phone. On the screen was a news alert. "Breaking News: Mass Animal Attack at Metropolitan General Hospital. Five Dead. Dozens Injured. Witnesses Report Creatures With Glowing Red Eyes." My blood turned to ice. Calista grabbed the phone from Elena's hand, her eyes scanning the article. All the color drained from her face.

Even if she knows this world isn't a novel anymore, there's a possibility that Gior could be defeated too. But for some reason, Aesthelia has this feeling that Gior Frauzon was blessed by the deity itself. The demi-god also paid attention to him and wrote Gior's story in disguise as a novel. He will be lucky enough to survive and be safe. Aesthelia was so sure of it. According to Custos, the novel was written by a demi-god because she had transmigrated here.

I think. I am drawn to a door set into the wall, in an out of the way area. I reach forwards and open the door but before I can gently close it behind me, a great gust of wind whips it out of my hand and it slams against the wall. As I look around the small room the sound of breaking dishes fills the air and my eyes are drawn to the young woman crouching down to pick it up. As I move closer the amulet grows warm in my hand, as if letting me know I had found who I was seeking.

SELENA I recognized the stench of this place before the walls came into view—the distinct, stale scent of power mixed with old fear, the sharp, metallic tang of blood that defined the Shadowfang Alpha’s manor. My feet trod the same gravel path I had walked a thousand times as a frightened child, and every step was a painful memory. I remembered this place. I grew up here in pain and agony, and I remembered everything about this place, every shadow, every cold slab of stone. This was a place I left in sorrow, now I returned again, but the difference was profound. Now the will of the Moon Goddess must be done, and I was merely the vessel for that inevitable justice.

“One pulling the other on a hospital bed, through the back alley, and the one on the bed was not going to make it.” “The blood loss alone should have killed him. That's what the doctor said.” My fist crushed the name plaque on my table. “I can still feel him, I don't know how, but I do.” “I will tear this entire country apart if I have to.” The room trembled under my Alpha aura. “But I will find him.” A sharp knock interrupts the silence, the door opens, and Magus steps inside, following Rhea. She wore a silver gown, the scent rolling of her was guilt, while I was training to get the position of Commander.