Mythical Zoan Novels & Stories

Sometimes it's joy to be ignorant. We were surrounded by people who thought we were bad because we were moon children, but we disregarded them. We were unique from birth, and their opinions couldn't make us change. Lupus Deus was at the top of the list of fictional creatures that even monsters feared to venture into their closets or under their beds. Whatever you want to call it—a haunting, a myth, or a tale. He would constantly be the subject of a story. Children were warned to watch out for him as he prowled the woods at night.

Though it’s likely to see a werecreature whose emotions are heightened to lose control and transform. What most human fictional stories tend to miss is our origin. We are derived from powerful beasts known as the forbidden animals. The forbidden animals resemble the average lion, panther, wolf, and hyena, among other members of the animal species. But these creatures are at least three times their size, move in flashing speed, and are immeasurably more powerful than the average wildlife in the animal kingdom.

Clamping a hand over her mouth, she quickly spits out with embarrassment. I chuckle, peering down at myself. "It's okay. We humans aren't anything extravagant. You, on the other hand, look like a damn goddess." I admit, unashamedly. "We celestial's are all built the same. It is only our runes that makes us different from one another and with me being a princess. I have been given a gift from the stars." She begins. "Zion has been gifted with the skill to heal. Jaja is a tracker, and I can get people to tell me their wildest desires, enticing them to do as I command."

Both held their questions in, despite Aurelia's desperate need to know what happened. When they arrived at the temple, an odd arch shaped like two t's stuck together welcomed them. "What happened here?" "The Yanhuo attacked us. They are a race of black humanoid monkeys with bone white faces, and they breathe fire. They are territorial, and yet I do not know why they attacked us." Zinjo looked over at Aurelia and said, "Go on, I know you want to." Aurelia drew the Lion's Fang and smiled, "We would like to help you with this threat."

- I think we're friends. The two geniuses look at each other, as if they speak with their eyes. - You know, maybe we can help you, but we don't know if we can trust you. Moon says. - In order for us to help you, you had to be our master – Sun adds. - So let me be your master for a moment. - No. We cannot go back to being slaves. Lucifron shifts and Zog appears, making the genies retreat. - I'm Zog, one of the strongest dragons in the world. I promise you, through the fire that burns in my chest, that I will do everything for you to never be anyone's slave.

he smirked and made his way towards her. With a groan, I turned to Lord Adrian. “Is this true?” I asked, my voice filled with a mix of concern and frustration. “Are all these men pursuing Zoey because of her rare status and her healing abilities?” Lord Adrian nodded, his expression serious. “Yes, Ethan. Zoey possesses a unique combination of traits that make her highly desirable among werewolves and prominent men. Her healing gift is particularly rare and valuable, as it can benefit the entire pack. Many wolves see her as an ideal mate, both for her abilities and her beauty.”

As a monk and a scholar of the ancient ways, Zoran was the pack’s primary connection to the history of their kind. Zoran felt the weight of their collective gaze and let out a heavy sigh. "For the creatures to possess primordial energy... it is a grave omen," he said with a grave voice . "Primordial energy is not something that can be manufactured or conjured from thin air. It is the very essence of an ancient wolf.. It is a life force."

I saw it going up, my refuge, in a haze I lost it all, I lost it in an inferno, ablaze." "What do you think?" Aelanor looks at her companions. "It has to be some kind of bird, wings, plumage, feathers," Saayan offered. "Thunderbirds, Griffin, Adarna, there are so many." "Those are mythical creatures, Princess Saayan, they don't exist." Aelanor said. "They do, indeed, Princess," Pylaieus broke in. "What is myth in the human world is history in our world."

she asks, blinking in confusion. “Take a seat, child,” Anders says with unusual softness. “Have you ever heard of Moonborns?” “Going straight to the point, are we?” Ragnar mutters from the shadows. We sit together. Our hands still locked. My grip tightens slightly when she nods. There’s a pause. “Aubrey mentioned it… briefly,” Zoey replies. Just hearing that name sets my teeth on edge. Not pain. Not sadness. Hatred. Anders hands her a leather-bound book, worn and ancient. “Moonborns are the most powerful beings in existence. Only the Moon Goddess herself surpasses them. They are born once every thousand years, marked by divine power. And you, Zoey… are one.”

Zeno continued, saying, “When the Ancestral Site was still intact, every once in a while, it would create a new race. To be more precise, it would produce Primogenitors. After some time, these Primogenitors would reproduce and eventually form a race of its own. “Just now, I overheard some people outside the city saying that an ancient beast has appeared in the Dunhamvale World. “Ancient beasts are the Primogenitors of a new race. However, a long time ago, powerful races of the Dark World would target these ancient beasts and capture them. If the ancient beast were strong, they would train them into their guardian beasts.” James finally understood why Zeno made such a sudden change of plans.