روايات وقصص ضمن Nameless Ghoulettes

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.

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.

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 said. I didn't understand them and wanted to. "Who are you?" he asked me. I lowered my head sadly, wishing he had asked me another question, for I knew not who I was. "Can I have your name, please?" Ares begged me. I continued to lower my head in shame, not wanting to tell him I had no name, for I was a wolf without a name. "We both share a wondrous feeling and not having your name will somehow kill me," Ares continued to beg me.

Like she is in a trance. “This is a hell loop. It is a torture used in the underworld. It will show Bethany her worst fears. To us they are simply images like a movie, but to her she will see, feel, taste and smell them. Like she is living in them.” My eyes widen as Bethany screams at what is happening around us. I watch as her mother is killed and her father. Then I watch as I and Asteria are making love. “Kinky.” Gaia says from the side as she wiggles her eyebrows. I gulp as I watch the images. I feel embarrassed. It’s like watching porn and your mom walking in and catches you jerking off.

A gaping wound tore across his neck, a gruesome wound where a chunk of flesh and artery had been bitten right off. She'd heard of ghouls before, she'd seen some too. Grave stealers, flesh eaters, undead entities, Zombies. So many names, and yet, none of them had struck fear into her until now. Oh Jesus! Her legs had gone weak.