Mythical Creatures Brownies Novels & Stories

“Now you’re almost grown, and almost grown means curious, which means dangerous.” I cross my arms. “I am grown!” I shout. She doesn’t hesitate. “There are bonehounds. Starving, half-dead things with skin stretched tight over broken skeletons. They smell blood and chase it for miles. There are whisperers, creatures that climb inside your head and convince you to walk off cliffs or drink poison. There’s a woman made of smoke who turns into a bird and pecks out eyes with her beak. A man with bark for skin who collects girls and grows them into his tree.”

Mostly in fear that this dream would vanish and I wouldn’t get the answers that I want. “Our brother, Adron, runs…created the underworld. He has fully gone under and lives there now. It is a completely different plane and unfortunately, we don’t have access to it. Adron has created all the evil creatures that you have learned about, dragons and what not, but he has also created a creature called vamolves. When a vampire or wolf is on the brink of death, he will show up and put a poison in their body. This poison makes them have the abilities of both wolf and vampire.” Althea said looking sad.

Claire withdrew her hand and took a step forward. “He may not look as good as Mason, but we found useful antibiotics in his blood. The necrosis of Tracy’s cells has been suppressed…” “…He does look ugly.” A chunk of flesh with bulging blood vessels. I could only describe this new creature as an animal. It was nothing like Mason’s perfect and miraculous creation. It looked more like a random mix of different animals stitched together. I felt bored and uninterested. “Claire!” I called out to the woman who was circling around the glass incubator and admiring the new creature.

Her heart rate dropped but not by much, this whole 'Mythical Beings existing amongst humans' thing still had that bit of a screeching turn-table effect on her. But then again, her uncle did inform her that the Mythics populous, mostly the Dark Mythics, still roam the world. Werewolves, Serpentine, Minotaurs, Mermaids, Goblins, and even Ghosts. However a few existed in an other-worldly dimension - created by Merlin but ruled by the Vampire King himself, or so he illiterated. She didn't ask about that.

"You really believe this to be a witches work?" Edward asked before chuckling. "You do know that those creatures are nothing but myths, right?" "I have had experiences with some of them, Your Grace," Mr. Brown replied, his face not showing any hint of emotion. "They are very real, Your Grace. And I am sure that this must be one of their works." Edward looked at Mr. Brown keenly for some seconds before sighing. He was sure that Mr. Brown was not lying as he was not one who joked around with those sorts of things.

"Oh! The snatchers." I had seen their paintings before at the fortress. Selma had told me that they were cruel and violent mythological creatures that were sent by Zeus to punish humans. The birdwomen in those pictures looked ugly. Why does Laelia have to look pretty even as a beast? Her wings were so majestic and her hair was gorgeous.

John asked as he stood up from where he’d been writing something on the floor, with chalk. “Rare, but then again rarer still are the demons and gods”, she muttered, “The common supreme beings happen to be chimeras, Kitsune, Hydras, Medusa, Kraken, a lot of nymphs and sirens, a lot of Greek mythologies if I had to be pedantic. Oh! Your homeroom teacher Mr. Edwards is a Leviathan, and his wife is a siren I think, we’ve had the first werewolf too; The Beast of Gévaudan and Fenrirs too, a Minotaur and Basilisks. I personally have known three different Basilisks”, she listed as she tried to recall the different Ascendants she’d met. “I thought if one existed, another Ascendant of the same kind co

"What's your name?" "Amanda," she croaked out, and I saw that she had bruises on her neck as well... in the shape of fingers. "We're going to get you home, Amanda," I whispered. "I just need you to hang on a little longer." "Okay." She gave me a small smile and a cut on her lips cracked and began to bleed. "That's all of them. Let's move." Tiernan came up behind us with Conri. He was carrying a brownie, and Conri held a kobold, a type of shapeshifting fairy.

I almost jumped on my seat not at all expecting 'demons' as my mother's murderers. " Lemme explain first, calm down your ass." She exclaimed and gently took my hands in hers, patting it softly. " Their main motive was to attack me, so that they could suck out the 'potus' crystal from my chest. But unfortunately as they mistook her for me, there wasn't any potus crystal in there 'cause she was a normal human." (Incase you're confused with this 'potus' word , the author combined two words to form this one which are

Brownies. I haven’t seen any of them. And here were four. Gods, they were so cute. Reaching my knees in their high. Brownies were a bit chubby, with small button noses and warm brown eyes. Two bearded males and two females. Looking in human’s 40’. They were more like spirits of the house, not quite living creatures. Their magic was strong and let them properly do their purpose. “My lady.” one of the females gasped, seeing me. And the rest followed and bowed before vanishing.