Mothman Oc Novels & Stories

My head started tingling and before I knew it, I fainted. I woke up lying in a field, and when I looked around, all I saw was guts and blood. There were different dead species all around me. Not a single living soul. When I got up and started walking, I burst into tears. My friends and family were lying on the floor in a big pile. They were all so horrible to look at that it was difficult to identify them. There was, however, a missing person. Grrr I heard an evil growl behind me. I turned around at the precise moment when a claw fell on my face. I fell on the ground, and I saw who my aggressor was. Amon.

The boys laughed, and Conri hugged them. Eventually, Thea’s phone rang. She jumped and then answered it, putting it on speakerphone and recording. “Chris?” Thea said. “We’re still following,” Chris said over speakerphone. “We’re about a mile out from that block Chase and Hunter suspect is their headquarters. We haven’t seen a single shadow demon in any of the humans here.” The group all looked at each other with expressions of shock and confusion. “Have you seen any werewolves or vampires or witches in the city?” Xavier said.

She was also having the same thoughts, but she tried as much as possible to control her emotions. They went to the precinct immediately to inform the captain of their recent discovery. Sophia and her partner walked into the captain's office, their expressions serious. The captain looked up from his desk and immediately noticed the tension in the room. "What's the situation?" he asked, his voice steady. Sophia took a deep breath and began to recount the details of their investigation. "We received a tip from the wife of the first victim about the creature terrorizing Greenwood," she said. "The witness described the creature as a half-man, half-wolf."

I know my capabilities and yet, someone died. I gently let go of Quinn’s body and let my body shiver. With my hands now covering my face, I let out a silent cry for a friend who never left my side until the end. “Did you see the one who did this?” I asked Rendall as I am looking around the forest. “I saw it ran,” Rendall slowly replied. “Where?” “Domlur.” I move my gaze to the path going to Domlur. I suddenly felt the urge to slash everything on my way, my eyes never felt clearer and my hatred for these werewolves becomes greater.

He didn’t reply but stormed off, fuming. I was being hard on him, but I didn’t care. We’d had 2 more murders and 4 disappearances over the last month, and I was no closer to figuring out who was behind it. It was pissing me off that whoever it was wasn’t leaving a scent behind. How was that even fucking possible, unless it was a witch? Witches existed but they were really rare and wouldn’t pick a fight. A witch could mask their scent with a spell when necessary. The only coven I knew about was down in Salem and they really kept to themselves. Vampires also existed, but they hadn’t been seen in over a century. You found the odd one in Europe, but the pacific northwest had been vamp free for a

Madina sneered, backhandling me across the face with enough force to send me stumbling onto the floor. "Turning into an Omega wasn't enough for you?" he spat, towering over me as Oliver cried out in horror and tried to reach me. "You had to go and get knocked up too?!" He turned his ruthless glare toward Doctor Suee. "Abort it," he ordered coldly.

With just a trace of him, the females ran away and men were frightened of his savagery. Over a period of time woman stopped coming out of their houses. They were safeguarded by the men in the house. Because of the silent measure taken Otaku the monster became angrier than his usual and more villanous. He broke open the doors of people and attacked a feminine raping her perilously. He was a blood thirsty monster. Before killing any female, he sniffed her top to toe, killed her viciously and drank her blood. Drinking a female's blood transformed like a nectar in his body that gave him a life of immortality and thus he had no death.

she asked, her interest piqued. Leaning forward to the edge of his chair, Elliott rested his elbows on his knees. "There's a Vampire who lives in a little town about a hundred miles from here. Old, badass, bastard. He's been on the Naughty List for decades. But, he's reclusive. Hard to catch in the act, hard to get into his place. We've had teams go out lots of times, try to get in, try to take him down. Never any luck. Most of the time, it's not a priority. But Halloween is the time of year when he comes out and does something pretty drastic. This year, he shows up at some kid's Halloween party, takes out a dozen tweens before anyone knows what happened. Well, we sent in some free agents; o

His sharp features make him look villainous. “It was initially handled by Alpha Qillalon, but given the lack of evidence, the vicinity, and the state where the corpse was found, I believe that the killer or killers are among us. A wolf. To avoid all biases, I called CDA (Cavanaugh Detective Agency) to investigate.” Audible gasps from Benoit and Leon could be heard. “Have they found something? We all know that before the Manor was built the land was owned by Ghouls, then they were hunted to extinction by the Black Order in the 1910s but what if they are still there hiding in the debts of the forest?” Beniot asks.

It was driven by one of the few humans that knew their secrets. Both Brandt and Thomas put their pants on though neither bothered with shirts. Deputy Charles McNabb jumped out, not realizing the mood of the wolves or his danger and started speaking, "There's been a murder three hundred miles from here. It was a woman. She kept something in her basement. The authorities aren't sure if it was a person, animal, or one of each. They called in hounds to search for the killer and the other possible victim." Charles took another deep breath, "I think it's a werewolf."