Mosquitoland Novels & Stories

Raz groaned. “The map says it goes through swamplands” Lizz said tracing a path on the map she held. “And?” Raz shrugged. “Beasts live in swamplands?” Lizz squeaked. “That way has more monsters than this way” Raz said pointing with his head. “What monsters live that way?” Lacey asked. “Thousands of men belonging to Culex, worst monsters in this world” Raz continued. “As in THE Culex?” Lacey asked, Minet also seemed to be shocked.

'Ten Mini City Blue Hill is the closest to Moon Valley the land was once owned by the werewolves clan called Bloodline. Blue hill was once a beautiful land with green plants and animals but when the goblins took over the land. It became a wasteland Because of the goblin's toxic blood. The land is filled with hard rocks weird shaped. The air Is filled with poison gas dark cloud gloom over the land the smell of a dead decaying body also lingers in the air. Skelton's bone is stack on top of one another. The bones are from the creature that the goblins ate.

Marcus asked eagerly. "Your villa is in the countryside, isn't it?" Andrew asked instead. "Surrounded by vegetation or farmland, with lots of mosquitoes?" Marcus' eyes widened in surprise. "That's exactly right. Our villa is on the rural outskirts of Jayrodale, surrounded by farmland. But what does that have to do with Lucy's condition?" "Everything," Andrew explained. "Lucy has malaria from a mosquito bite. If your villa were in the city, there wouldn't be as many mosquitoes, which is why I made that connection."

His hot breath washed over me, making my skin prickle with fear, and I felt his gaze like a physical touch, making me shudder. The chains creaked and groaned, straining against the beast's fury. I knew it was only a matter of time before Romain broke free, and I was consumed by the horror that loomed before me. The Moon Goddess seemed to have abandoned me, leaving me to face this terror alone.

I wish I could have a mind link right now. “On the outskirts of the Moonlord territory,” I began, “there is a barren stretch of land. Looks like nothing but a dry, unclaimed, worthless piece of land that no one pays attention. But it’s not. Alpha Juno and Hector use it to launch rogue attacks on other packs.” Vespara’s eyes sharpened. She was listening now.

Free. I hold a tree for support. The ground is mushy and pulling me down. The wood is filled with the chirping sounds of crickets and the hooting of an owl. I hear a cracking sound of a stick. "Who's there?" I turn to see nothing. I walk faster and start to rethink my decision, contemplating my next move. "Alice," I hear someone yell from afar. Shit. I hold my cloak in my hands, raising it higher. I run carefully avoiding the trees. I hear my name again. My heartbeat is getting faster. How did they get here so fast? Fuck.

The Silver Moon Pack's mansion stood tall and imposing as Alpha Jake and Mara arrived. The grandeur of the building was undeniable, and its walls seemed to hold countless stories and secrets within. As they entered the mansion, Alpha Jake led Mara through the spacious hallways to a comfortable guest room. The room was tastefully decorated, with deep blue and silver accents that reflected the pack's emblem. A large, plush bed dominated the center of the room, adorned with soft, moon-themed cushions and throws. Moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle, ethereal glow inside.

“I’m going to pass out.” Dad stepped into the living room at that exact moment, holding a clipboard and looking like he was preparing for war. “Alpha Rowan’s pack is arriving by sunset. Blue Ridge in the morning. And Blood—” He stopped. Mom shot him a look that said, Do not even think about it. “What?” I asked, sitting up. “Blood what?” “Blood Moon,” Kieran said flatly. My pulse spiked. “Blood Moon? As in the Blood Moon? The ruthless warriors? The ones who single-handedly deter rogues from three borders away?”

“Mistakes won't be tolerated.” Macy is a Beta, and her job is to head the Omegas. She rules over us with an iron fist and a sharp tongue. She doesn’t work with us, she only directs us. Laughter, music and conversations meet my ears as I step into the ballroom that has turned into a banquet hall. Then I smell it. Sharp pine, lavender, and frost. The scent wraps around me like a second skin. My heart thuds painfully against my ribs. Mate. My wolf stirs, clawing toward the surface. Every cell in my body recognizes him.

And since they all deal with trades, there are less sceneries that can be seen here since most of the land here is filled with various plantations. But, it also has its unique charm – it is very wealthy! They even have a bridge made of gold! … East Kingdom. “You useless pieces of trash!!!” the moon goddess screamed in anger as she all covered the guards with the soil by using Sykh’s power – the power of earth. “Mmmh!” The guards all cried as they struggled inside the soil so that they wouldn't suffocate. But, it is useless.