Mythical Creatures Stories Novels & Stories

"Did you just say you're two hundred and five years old? Two hundred and five?!" "Well, yes. Werewolves are immortal, didn't you know that?" "Of course not. How am I supposed to know if no one tells me?" He moves back to his seat. "There are stories about werewolves and vampires, and witches, and mermaids, and dragons, and a whole lot of other creatures in your world though." "You think we believe those stories? They're just fantasies, I still don't know if this is just one of those fantasies acting out in my dreams or if this is reality," she says.

Many stories are told of his might , terror, power and evil as well as many different folk laws surrounding his existence but no one knows for sure what interpretation of the story is true. “Wait, is that it?” I flipped through the pictures in wonder trying to find out more but there was nothing…some words and paragraphs of the remaining pages were completely redacted and inked out as if the information was part of some sort of highly classified government documents. “That is all that I could…there are no pictures of the two. Most people don’t even believe in their existence or them still being alive till this day and age. We are talking about ancient immortal creatures here Arya… Some of th

Aynyra was sick of non-believers. "Fine," Rhae chuckled. Rhae began reading the book of children's stories, that told great tales of Fae, Faeries, Pixies, Shapeshifters, Draekons and magic of all kinds. It was inspirational for a book of myths as protagonists overcame challenges over challenges. Fae rode Draekons, Shapeshifters were powerful creatures and Pixies were tricksters who challenged any kind of hierarchy in the magical world.

The sun was hidden across the mountains, in a villa in the floral city, a traveler walked down the main street, looking for a place to spend the night, the mysterious traveler sat near a campfire, where there were people sitting around it. The traveler put his belongings next to him, then a small one approaches him, "excuse me, sir, they are 5 copper coins, they are to be entitled to the heat of the campfire, in addition to a ration of freshly prepared oatmeal," the traveler took the coins and paid the little one, the little one went with an older person and I give him the money, she gave him a tray with a plate and a glass, "sir I have" the traveler took it and continued to eat it, during h

When will he ever change? Kreios is sitting in his human form, I haven't quite figured out what is he exactly, but he represents the mythical creatures that found safe haven in certain regions; sphinxes, centaurs, chimeras and even trolls, they are creatures that have behaviors more relatable to the animals and so, one only represents them all. He is smart and very sharp with his comments. He has the ability to communicate with all races, mythical or not, and understands them.

Adrian continued, "The drawings also say that it was the immortals who were victorious. Young and brave immortals had almost succeeded in sealing him away, but he managed to escape after sustaining severe injuries. Later on, the Creator was too afraid to appear. Instead, he created monsters and sent them to our world to kill the remaining humans. These monsters were snake men, walking skeletons, and other strange-looking demons. They were all cold, mindless beings whose only purpose was to kill."

Kylie asked. “Well, according to the legends some become phoenixes and dragons while others became lesser forms of dragons,” Clara explained while chuckling at what she believed was a completely absurd story. “What lesser forms?” Kylie on the other hand, was so engrossed in the story that she didn’t even take note of Clara’s attitude. “Dinosaurs, griffons and other beasts,” Clara cleared her throat before answering. “Can I continue my story?” “I am very sorry. Please continue” Kylie realized that she was interrupting way too much and hurriedly offered an apology; however, Clara didn’t seem to mind. She just waved her hand as if to say ‘you are curious, I get it’.

Jack saw Everly’s eyes widen, and she began to nod, as if that was what she’d been missing. Melting back into his chair, Jack had to think about what his parent had just disclosed. Mages were real? Why in the world hadn’t anyone told him this before? “Are there any other mythological creatures you’d like to tell us about?” he asked. “Vampires? Unicorns? Griffins? Mermaids?” “No, not that we know of,” Victor said with an impish smile. Jack shook his head. He’d dated a witch and didn’t even know it, and now, it seemed she was stirring up trouble.

Birdy nodded in agreement, "It is time for the ghost stories to begin and be spread. Stories of a pack of wolves that live nowhere but everywhere, who rescue the weak, broken, and unchampioned, taking those they rescue away with them and disappearing with no clues to who they are or where they came from." ​Three gods and one vampire nodded in agreement. "Let the fun begin. Go lay the groundwork to make the stories true when our wolves awake," Hyperion ordered. ​Cronos snickered, "This is going to be so much fun. I am glad Gaia is letting me loose to help lend credence to the stories." ​"What good are the stories without those needed to make them come true?" Bob wondered out loud.

One cliff rose up into a rocky spire before them and where the grey stone met emerald grass, a black opening rose up into view. Caliope was seized with sudden fear and stopped short instinctively. She wasn't the only one. The guards let them stare a moment before prodding them forward like skittish ewes. The cavern loomed overhead, as high at least as five tall men. She had heard that the creature was a giant. Some said he was a titan who escaped Zeus's fury, others that he was a Cyclops. One even said he was a great serpent like the one Perseus slew.