Mothra Mga Nobela at Kwento

Lyra's heart stopped. I asked you? Yes. Why? The Mother looked toward the crack in reality. Because you knew what would happen if you remembered him. A violent tremor shook the universe. The fracture widened. Something began crawling through. It had no face. No body. Only two enormous white eyes staring through the darkness. The Mother immediately pulled Aiden against her chest. Not yet. Aiden looked at the creature. It cannot enter. The Mother whispered, It already has. The creature's eyes widened.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 The word echoed through the sterile, pressurized chamber like a funeral knell. “Mother”. It wasn't spoken by human tongues; it was a psychic roar, a collective vibration from the dozens of glass tanks lining the walls. Inside the green hued liquid, the failures creatures with Maya’s face but distorted, translucent skin and elongated limbs pressed their palms against the glass.

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

Aunt Drucella says, pushing the book in front of me. I stare at the picture in front of me. A creature, built like a man, with the head of a wolf covered in scales with tiny furry hairs sprouting from its hedges. A primate with claws instead of fingers. I still can't understand. “What am I staring at?” “A Monogroth, A creature of darkness magic, created by Behemoth. It was last seen during the great war.” Greg says. “And was killed by your ancestor,” Aunt Drucella added.

Bodies of the white creatures dance atop the wet trash can lid. Vomit crawls up my throat as I approach the door. When she opens the door in her t-shirt and jeans, I'm hesitant to go in. Huge brown eyes shake with tears, slickly sticking in the creases. Unaffected by the waste, she walks through the dump. This is her Taj Mahal.

When she took a step toward Dark, pointing out the bones that should be her index finger, Dark recoiled, and the fastest he'd walked in his life, he ran into the packhouse screaming. Ulric runs down the street to find out what's happening, and Agnes materializes by Ulric's side. - Alpha, call everyone away from the border. Lilith is at the entrance to the pack land. - Who? - Ukric asks, confused. - The Queen of Hell. The woman that the god of humans created at the same time as Adam, but who didn't obey him and ran away. - The woman of Adam in the religion of humans, isn't she Eve? - the witch asks, confused.

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”

Alexander whispered to himself, realizing this was the very monster Wyatt had warned him about. It was like a fighter jet if catfish could be jets. Splash! Gomorrah made its move, its lengthy body—easily over 12 meters—snaking through the water toward Alexander. Its wide-open mouth, lined with rows of bone-white teeth, sent shivers down the spine. Zip! Alexander unleashed a slash of energy from his sword, but it slid off Gomorrah's slimy body without leaving a mark. Alexander's most powerful strike, one that could split the heavens, was shrugged off as if it were nothing.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

The big, tall, blue monster was seen fighting against four scorpion demons which were showing their true forms in four gigantic scorpions. “Isn’t that Hanny? Our Hanny Lin Rosenda?” Sumico was seen gasping for her breath. She pointed at the young lady still squatting on the floor. “Oh, for Venus’ sake… You’re damn right, Sumico…” Evania was also seen gasping for her breath. “The big, blue monster… Isn’t that a yaksha, Evania?” Sumico drew her conclusion looking at the big, blue monster standing in front of their best friend. “I think you’re right...” Evania agreed to her best friend’s conclusion.