Nameless Ghoulettes Novels & Stories

And he secretly just wanted to leave the room. "They are called Ghouls." Everyone's attention shifted towards the large Shifter as he said this. "What..?" Ezekiel asked and once more Mantilo spoke a name that literally made Brandon want to gag. "Ghouls....." Mantilo supplied once more. "I believe that is the long forgotten name for these monstrosities that have intruded on our lands." Mantilo growled as he walked further into the room stepping casually over the shattered chair blocking the door way. "Over the last few days, I've dug through a few of the minds of the men in the villages, and then I did some research on my own in the library."

Enough of the long story,my name is Natasha Gabriel, I'm 18 and very pretty with a body to die for. Back to the situation on ground,I dragged the only belonging I have managed to get although my 18 years on earth. I dragged them through the lone road leading to my work place,a restaurant where I worked as a waitress. I just hope Miss Lauretta let me pass the night.Today is gonna be a long night.... . .

The stench of rot hit me as ghouls wormed up out of the earth, their twisted bodies overflowing over mine. Claws dug deep into my flesh, their teeth snapping against my throat. I thrashed, a half-shift tearing my skin as bristles of fur came through, but the roots coiled tighter, crushing bone and my breath. My wolf roared, but the power faltered. I had no strength or fight. The ghouls' faces pressed up against my own, vacant eyes shining, their jaws wide open to devour me whole— And then a cry pierced the darkness. It didn’t sound human. Neither did it sound like that of a wolf either.

Greystone, King's uncle, understood the old ways and secretly taught an emerging group of young men to fight their pacifist ways, King among them. When the hellhounds began destroying the human world, Greystone and his trained Warriors came to the rescue. Hellhounds are our name for these undead creatures that look like hounds from hell. Scientists genetically modified formaldehyde, or more precisely modified a protein within the formaldehyde, and started the chemical reaction that took our dead, melded their bodies into four-legged, hunched creatures with poisonous claws that tunnel through mountains of dirt and razor-sharp teeth with a toxic saliva that kills humans.

From the shards, the half-formed Ghost Wolves began to crawl, their eyes glowing with that same violet rot. “Kill the Alpha,” Dante commanded, his voice trembling with greed. “And bring me the girl. I want to see if the Luna’s marrow is as pure as the legends say.” The Ghost Wolves lunged, a wave of gray fur and violet eyes, and the final war for the Roux soul began in a shower of glass and blood. I leveled my weapon, the bond screaming a warning in my brain as the first monster cleared the distance.

panted Elva. “You won’t get away with all the evil deeds you done.” The souls and ghouls were all crackling and howling with excitement.

I've walked past it a thousand times without ever paying attention, and I vaguely thought it must be a broom closet or a storage place. I'm surprised to see him use a series of codes on a digital dial to get the door to unlock. We enter a hallway with a succession of doors. Each time, Elio enters new codes or uses a different key. We end up going under the floor to find ourselves in front of the last door. As he opens the door, my whole being freezes in front of what I see. The room is entirely white from floor to ceiling, from the furniture to the linens. There are no windows, and the light is purely artificial.

They are faster, stronger, and heal quicker and do not age because of blood magic. The most important thing about ghouls is that they have no souls and can only eat from humans or animals. This is why they are known as Blood eaters. Their skin is dark, and their eyes are gray with black teeth. Ghouls live in groups or alone. There is a rule that all ghouls must obey and follow. "Our main problem is the Epsilons we have to deal with, and first, we have to retrieve the body of True Alpha Alparic from Dr. Boris's research lab," Alpha Altan tells him of his plan.

She added while searching further. "Aha!! Here it is; take a look!" Everyone was curious about her findings, so I read it out loud. "The age-old knowledge of the seven deathly beings: The Shadow Stalker, a phantom predator, strikes fear in the dark. The Banshee's Wail, mournful and ominous, signals disaster with her cries. Petrifying with a glance, the Gorgon's Gaze turns victims into stone. The Blood Fiend feeds on life, leaving only husks.

Ares held my hand pulling me to the bars of the cell that our lips almost touched. "I am sorry if I upset you in any way," he apologized, gently removing his hand from me and turning away. My wolf hated that I had disappointed him. I had a bad feeling in my stomach. "I was born of rape and killed my mother while she gave birth to me." I told him the true reason for me being nameless.