Mythical Zoan Novels & Stories

“In this life, you are Zoe Berry, White Wolf, Luna of Blue Mountain Pack. But your soul remembers a time before kingdoms, before pack law, before mortal hands wrote history.” Zoe felt Celeste stir faintly inside her, as if the priestess’s words were brushing against something sleeping. “You were once the Moon Goddess’s first living vessel among wolves,” the priestess said. “Her hand in the mortal world. Her judge. Her protector.” Zoe’s lips parted. “No…” Zack looked at Zoe in stunned silence.

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

But they ignore the wishes and needs of the individuals and instead of the future leaders caring deeply for one another, they begin to simply coexist and not care at all for their families or in some cases their own people whom they swore to protect. This triggers the loss of their connection to the power given to them by the aspects. Slowly but surely each royal line loses their ability to shapeshift until finally only the Dragon, Tiger and Wolf retain their gift. But soon they too forget the lessons of the past and even the people of the kingdoms lose/forget the ability and are reduced to living once more as simple humans. A sense of unease settles, and the people are left wondering how lo

“My family comes from the Hollraux bloodline. I made sure Zela understood her heritage and the importance of finding her fated mate, the one chosen by the Moon Goddess to protect our legacy and stop the prophecy.” His voice turned sharp. “Jermain must be stopped. If he mates Zela, they will create the bloodline of Primordial werewolves, a race with unimaginable power. If corrupted, they’ll enslave us and then humans, plunging the world into darkness.” His words filled the room with dread, a chilling warning of what could come. I laughed bitterly. “This sounds like myths humans love to tell their children. I always thought it was fiction, stories for kids.”

For centuries, Lycans are consider the moon goddess perfect creation. For all to see, Lycans have special gifts. They are stronger, then any average was wolf they can stand on two feet in their world Lycans is forced to be reckoned with. That is why a lot of supernatural creatures fear they highly respected all over them they.

Theon crouched down in front of him . “You—” Theon stopped. His eyes widened. He was shocked by what he saw. “What? Why? Did you hear it too?” Zaiden saw Theon's shocked expression. Theon shook his head. "Your eyes... Aren't they blue?" Theon said, still shocked. "What do you mean? Ahh, I have to go. It feels like Lyall is pulling me." Zaiden turned into a white wolf. He stared at Theon for a moment, then took off running.

It was a valid question. “Because the Moon Goddess asked me to find the moon Medallion, and we need to trace a route... the oracle was very clear,” I said, and Arman nodded. “Alright... so you need to find a medalion...” He said, trying to make sense of what we were doing. “Zane is dying... not dying but turning feral. The humans did that to him.” I glared at my cousin, not appreciating how difficult he was being, at least in my books, he was being difficult.

"There's a very famous legend in the Zago race. Every hundred years, a princess is born who has a particular fondness for the human race. She's skilled in illusion magic and can transform into any appearance. She will fall in love with a human man and bear offspring with him. This offspring becomes the next Zago queen." After Barry finished speaking, he looked at everyone. They all fell somewhat silent. After all, they had all seen what the creatures of the Zago race looked like. Each one was bizarre and grotesque, and calling them monsters would be flattering them. At least monsters included fox spirits and rabbit demons that could transform into beautiful human forms. For the creatures of

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.

'A man with the Dragon Slaying Saber and the Sky Tower, two of the Ten Legendary Weapons. 'He can control the zombies and strengthen them?' This left the Mad Ox Dark Race beings in the palace flabbergasted as they exchanged terrified looks with each other. "My Undead Skeletal Bro, I never thought that after so many years of not seeing each other, you would develop a sense of humor," said the Rank 9 Mad Ox. The Rank 9 Mad Ox was not willing to buy what he had been told about. 'There are three Rank 9 Zombies in the Apocalyptic Legion?