Mythical Creatures Stories Novels & Stories

Once done I came back to the room and Emma followed me as I sat by the bed. “Now start,” I said with a serious expression. “I will start with the beginning.” Emma said ready to tell me a story. I am starting with the true story regarding the legend of the magical creatures who came into this world and led to the birth of the Supernatural humans, The Vampires, The Werewolves and The Warlocks. It is said that Eons ago, in the times of old. A magical being escaped into this world and took the form of a magical silver cat named Aladdin.

Reive took me by the arm and continued his story. “Yes, little one,” he said. I felt so warm and at ease that it frightened me a little. “But I’ve only been to one of them,” He continued, “When I was looking for a drag... Well, I got there as an experiment. It was a huge empire populated with various creatures. Not with people but with werewolves, intelligent animals, mermaids, hydras and vampires. And all of them lived in peace. An amazing world.” “You must be joking,” I gasped. “It just can’t be.”

It was a revelation that left her spellbound. Astrid's journey through the pages began with the Werewolves, the very first Supernatural creatures, conceived by the Moon goddess Serene, whose celestial name is Luna. Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past.

After a busy day of her coronation, Dabria felt like spending some time alone qotn Zeus. But of course, Alpha David's words excited Dabria as well. Helenora also walked towards the group and sat down beside Ryan. Zeus and Dabria shared an excited smirk then nodded their heads in union. "Very well, then. Let us tell you the Tales Of The Two Kingdoms. And how you are related to that story. It all started about a thousand years ago. There were two kingdoms ruling the supernatural world. One was the werewolves kingdom. And the other one was the vampire kingdom. It was the very era when the vampires and werewolves were living their lives with peace." Alpha David spoke in an excited tone. It was o

I wanted to argue but when I remembered that he had lived for hundreds of years, I kept mute. “Races from the ends of the earth have fought a war against the beast. Men, werewolves, Lycans, vampires, witches, goblins, elves, tigers, and so many other creatures have fought against the beast, but none of them was able to defeat him, no matter how strong and mighty they were. The only one who waged war against him and succeeded in bringing him down was the descendant of the moon goddess. This story was written in the book of history of read down from generation to generation. But unfortunately, as time went on, the reality of the story was forgotten and gradually became a myth that is only told

Ciel asked reading my mind. “I’m not sure. When we met she told me a story about the gods of old that involved two brothers. It was the story of how werewolves and vampires were created. I remember that part, but the retribution and all that other stuff I’m not sure. What does that story have to do with this?” I mused aloud. Me and Ciel just stared at each other as the list of questions without answers continued to grow. * * * * *

"She was definitely crazy. She told me stories about the old days in the old country. Man, I loved that woman and her stories. They got me through some rough times." Ransom nodded. He knew about those rough times, had even lived through some of them with me. "Anyway, GG Simone told me a story for as long as I can remember. About how magical people used to turn into animals. Dragons mostly, but there were some other kinds of animals. Lions, wolves, bears, panthers." I looked at him, my eyes wide. I prayed he understood what I was trying to tell him. "Okay, so you know about some legends similar to The Lost Ones. Great. Again, what does this have to do with Kiema?"

Before they are able to speak,the mysterious man speak out"I know the reason for being here , you want my help in the battle that can cause the destruction of your kingdom" "How did you know our reason for being in this forest? Are you the beast we are looking for?" The warlords asked fearfully since their weapons had no effect on him. "I am going to answer one question," he asked . "Yes, I am the beast ",he said raising his fingers as they elongated into long sharp claws,the warlords and the knights gasped and retreated in fear. "Please we need your help and assistance to win this war"all the warlords and the knights pleaded.

A myth, a story to give a man status beyond mortality. ‘Werewolves, Fae, Dragons, Mermaids-’ he starts and I hold up a hand, cutting him off. It’s too much. ‘You’re a werewolf?’ I stare at him.

Before there were doors between worlds, there were stories. They whispered from hearth to hearth and ship to ship— of wolves that ran like midnight wind, of foxes with nine tails and nine more tricks beyond that, of fae who looked like carved moonlight and smiled like knives. Humans loved those stories—as long as they stayed in books and bedtime. The moment a story breathed, the moment a pair of eyes glinted from a tree line or a shadow stepped out of the corner of a room, humans did what humans do best when they’re afraid.