Mythical Ice Creatures の小説・ストーリー

Neither will it erase all the pain and sufferings she had endured for all these years. She fought back tears as she remembered all she and her mother had suffered that first week after they were thrown out of their home. All her mother’s friends had turned their backs on them because Arthur had issued a directive that anyone who helped them will face his wrath. No one was willing to go against Arthur Goven, so they stayed away. They slept under the stars the first two nights. On the third night, it began to rain. They slept under the rain that night. Her mother had tried looking for work but no one in City E was willing to hire her. With all the money she had left, her mother bought tickets

"Mom, look... they're absolutely beautiful." Suddenly, the largest of the creatures broke the surface with a gentle splash. It resembled an enormous, majestic wolf made entirely of living, swirling moonlit water, its massive paws shifting like ocean currents. Its large, ancient eyes glowed with a gentle, intelligent sapphire-blue light. Instead of lunging to capsize the vessel, the magnificent leviathan slowly and reverently bowed its massive head toward Aiden, then shifted its gaze to bow deeply toward Killian and Seraphina on the upper deck.

Was the boy trying to scare me? I pulled onto the emergency lane, then took a deep breath and rubbed my belly. "Son, did your memories get scrambled during your reincarnation? We live in the twenty-first century now. We have heated floors at home, and we didn't need hunting rifles for food a long time ago." 'Who said his memory's scrambled? Just do what he said! In our last life, when the extreme cold hit, the whole world was thrown into another ice age. The people who froze to death turned into zombies! My brother and I died when the zombies bit into our necks!'

“You don’t tremble like the others.” “Should I?” she whispered. “No.” His answer came too quickly. Too firm. He looked away, like he had revealed something he didn’t intend to. Then he handed her a small velvet box. Elara blinked. “What’s this?” “Open it.” Inside was a thin silver bracelet with a tiny flame symbol carved into it. “It’s a tracking cuff,” he said. “But it will never hurt you unless you break the rules.” Elara hesitated. “Does every slave get one?”

“Careful. They say the Ice King doesn’t melt. Not for anyone.” Bella forced a smile, but her thoughts betrayed her. That morning, she had seen the flicker in his eyes. Just for a second. Enough to make her wonder what secrets Alexander Moreau was hiding behind that icy façade. Enough to make her wonder if she could be the one woman to thaw him.

I nodded my agreement as she continued to tell me the history of the ice coven. A tribe from Iceland, long before the United States was claimed by the Europeans. They were Pagans, gathered on the island from all corners of the world, when the lack of Catholic religion was a cause for execution. Katherine declared quite dramatically that the coven had been blessed by the galciers themselves. A gift from the gods to the people who remained faithful to them. I have never been a real religious person, but Katherine did a great job at convincing me of the story. She claimed that even the wolf's moongoddess resides with the old gods. That only the gifted are able to connect with them.

In it were several young mermaids and mermen swimming with their eyes fixed on Ryan. - It seems that our young people find you charming. - Melody says, laughing. Ryan blushes and lowers his head, mumbling: - Why do these things keep happening to me? “You still ask?” – Ice says. – “before we entered the pack, we never found any creature that wasn't a werewolf. Now, since you stupidly ran away from our mates, you've already encountered witches, vampires, dragons and now, to top it off, mermaids. On top of that, I discover that you are half fish. Arrrgggggg”

I could almost see the stream of water sloshing beneath their skin. Soph snorts. "Werewolves and water nymphs. A match made in hell." "Water nymphs," I echo. "Yes. Belonging to the family of sea shifters. They're right up there with sirens, mermans, kelpies and the rest. Nasty creatures, if you ask me." I sit, settling into the high-backed chair with the intention of observing other groups scattered around, but a ping sounds--and it's like a shock wave, soon countless ping notifications go off.

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