Mythical Creatures Half Man Half Goat Novels & Stories

‘This is the land of half-blood; half werewolf and half-human and they are vicious. Therefore we must move as quickly as we can so that we will leave their territory before the moon rises’ Dike said. When one of the warriors asked how they came about and live in that land, Dike share with them what knew, he said. In the olden days, a woman committed the abominable by sleeping with a wild dog; she got pregnant and gave birth to the first half-blood.

The foundation of the house groaned as something colossal stepped forward. Out of the shattered mirror came not a demon… but something far more terrifying: a half-breed. A twisted fusion of angel and demon. Its massive wings spanned twelve feet, black feathers laced with fire. Its eyes glowed gold and red, filled with fury and sorrow. Smoke poured from its skin. Its presence warped the air around it. Trish coughed, blood on her lips, and looked up from the ground, dazed. “…Jezebel?” Scott held Trish as best he could, his eyes locked on the monstrous figure stepping from the shattered mirror. He felt the weight of what stood before him—a half-breed, not fully angel, not fully demon. Something

” Thank you, Grandfather! They are so called their name because they are creatures that were created half and half. A mixture of oddities. Some were half scorpion, half men, others were half spider, half tiger. Half snake, half men and so on and so forth. They all have one thing in common--they are deadly and they work for Cronos. There were so many and they were coming from every where. Zac rushed into Helena’s side to protect her from the growing swarm of creatures. “Who’s gonna help you now?”Asked Persephone.

As I spin I stifle a scream. Making its way through the trees is something truly out of a myth. From top to bottom it is a mish-mash of creatures. Its twin heads are that of both a goat and a lion. The heads join at the shoulders to the body of a lion, all ending in a tail with a serpent's head. Growing up I was always interested in mythology. The name of the creature easily came to mind; Chimera. I try to back away slowly, hoping it hasn’t yet noticed me.But as per my usual clumsy self, I end up tripping over my own feet.

he said to her and she put her hands on him. The sound got closer and Amelia’s mouth dropped wide open when she saw the creatures that came out of the trees. Their lower body was that of a horse but their upper body was a human’s. They were about thirty creatures and they had bows and arrows slung around their upper bodies. ‘Centaurs,’ she muttered inwardly as she recognised them from the book Cara was reading from the other day. Human beings referred to creatures like this as a myth and it made her wonder just how many creatures were actually existing.

Delta Commander said. A blonde woman with cold blue eyes walked out and the screen in front of us changed to a body that made me do a double take. It was a 3-dimensional image of a man with the legs of a horse. “During the attack, I was able to secure this specimen. It is called a Centaur, half man, half horse and according to the various tests that I have done on it, this Centaur is estimated to be thousands of years old.” I looked on in awe but listened with rapt attention.

Her scent is a heavy cinnamon musk---alpha. "Looks like meat," says a male in wolf form standing behind her---massive. A human voice pours out of a mouth of crooked, pointy teeth and thick saliva. A fat tongue slides out of his mouth, spewing hot spit onto the floor. His eyes stay focused on me as he hugs the wolfed female slightly above her waist.

The world slowed down around me as rage and duty collided in my chest. I shape-shifted; My spine arching violently, my bones snapping with wet cracks as they restructured. My flesh rippled, and my veins glowed faintly beneath the surface. My hands curled, my fingernails lengthening into deadly black claws. Fur erupted across my skin in a storm of pain and power. My jaw unhinged, my skull reshaping with a sickening crunch into a long, snarling snout. A roar tore from my throat. Half-man, half-beast—a warning to whatever dared breach my territory. Within seconds, the man was gone. In his place stood a towering Lycan— eight feet of raw fury and primal strength, muscles coiled, senses sharp. Sal

, said Kiara in her mind. “Start the fight”, shouted the woman from behind Kiara. She looked at her. The woman is beautiful. She looked like a warrior. A heartless warrior. Who could she be? Wondered Kaira. “Did you not hear me?” the woman shouted again. “I said, fight”, she added. But the two creatures in the arena remained static. Ellies opponent was the mystical creature Pegasus. Whose body was half horse, half human who have wings. That creature was gentle and kind in nature.

The title caught my eye: The Moonborn Siren. Back in my chambers, I sat beside Ana’s bed and flipped open the ancient pages, glancing at her now and then as she slept. The book described a powerful being created by the Moon Goddess to end a centuries-long war that ravaged both land and sea. This being—half-wolf, half-siren—was blessed with the blood of the sea and the heart of a wolf.