Object Yokai Novels & Stories

Slowly, the purple mist took its final form, the INYOKA. The mother was alarmed at these strange activities; she tried to run away again, but her feet were not letting go. The large, venomous purple snake crawled towards her, and the mother freaked out as the snake climbed on her body, gliding its scaly self around her until it reached the baby.

Lariempi replied softly “But I can make it up to you.” He added after a moment of silence “How?” Amelia asked as she finally turned around to take a look at the god who took up the form of a dashing young man “I can help you evolve and become stronger so you can have you revenge.” He replied “Have my revenge? But the monster is already dead.” Amelia exclaimed “This mystic beast is not the first to slip into the mortal world and it won’t be the last, your husband is just one of several that has died and will die by their claws.” Lariempi said emotionlessly

“Whatever, what is this third option?“ “I happen to remember a guy named Aedan. He used to come over to our place when we were young” Cali says. “He might be able to help us” “Then, what are we waiting for?. Let's get going” “The problem is; Aedan is a kitsune, Aklan” Kaia says. “Kitsune?“ “A trickster fox” Cali clarifies. “He lives inside the fox den in kokoro-yama, the heart mountain”

They were tiptoeing when there was a sudden loud bang, like a sound of a drum or a gong. Aiko was quick to pull Kalli behind the bushes. Their eyes widened to see who are making the noises. Kalli bit the side of his fist to stop himself from making any noise while he also covered Aiko’s mouth as she was about to scream. The entities are roaming the street, they are wearing a white long tunic with hood over their heads but they do not have distinct features because their faces have melted. Behind them is a boar-like creature which is emitting a stinky smell. Aiko removed Kalli’s hand and pulled her shirt collar up to her face to smell the detergent she used on it just so she won't puke. They’

Ezra had also received his opponent's wild declaration of war. He closed his eyes slightly, speculating on his opponent's exact direction. Windy and Nolan also heard howls filled with declarations of war. The instincts of a Wolf warrior didn't let them have the slightest thought of backing down. They both spun in unison as they flew in Ezra's direction. All the creatures in the forest are afraid to return to their lair because the mystic declares war. The forest was suddenly frighteningly silent, and it was possible to see the danger lurking in that atmosphere.

The rays culminate consequently, converting into a tall and big cosmic structure, like a giant in long white clothes similar to the garments worn by priest or a father in a church. "Stop worrying child." The voice spoke aloud in a resound." Kyara looked up at his magnificent size in a sudden alarm and terror. The moon chuckles. "Don't get frightened. I am a superpower and harmless to you. He ran his looks adorably on her.

I felt the itch on my body but I didn’t experience shifting during the blood moon. I finally found Alarick, who was still drinking his beer. “Alarick.” I tapped his shoulders as he is now immersed in the moon’s energy. “What is it?” I saw his eyes turn from bloody red to silver. He is absorbing the power of the moon. “Y-you need to see this.” I led the way and started running back to the cell. When both of us entered the dungeon, I immediately opened the door and was confused by what I saw. “Is that?”

But they are only a small portion of the ones who actually live there. Deep within the recesses of the castle, and even in some places where the weakest of the creatures fear to tread, are the less intelligent creatures. The Gargoyles, the Ogres, the Centaurs, the Minotaurs, and all the other beastfolk that have succumb to their primal urges and have become nothing but killing machines, devouring whoever or whatever it is that gets in their way. The current Demon King does not actually mind this bunch a lot, but he also knows that they will have their use when he would need to defend the Castle from attackers.

He slipped it back in his pocket and kept watch, hoping Daymon and Artemis won’t pop out of the hideout and hop into the car packed not far from the hideout. *** Meanwhile, in the hideout, Artemis and Daymon sat side by side on a makeshift bench in the kitchen where he made and fed her both the herb and the soup. Artemis’s lips were curled in warm smile, while Daymon was devoted to the talking spree. “You know what they call me back then in school?” he posed, his eyes staring at the shadows they make on the wall of the dimly lit room. “They call Yokai.” Artemis’s face clenched into a playful frown. Yokai? Quite silly a name. the best she knew of that word is it’s Japanese. She’d seen them in

- a hoarse voice says behind me. When I turned around, I saw a huge gray and black wolf that seemed to glow. His eyes were stark white as if he were blind, but he looked me in the eye intently. - Who are you? Where am I? - I asked him. - I have many names, but you can call me Vánagandr. Before the Moon Goddess created the Werewolves, she created the Lycons, and before the Lycans there were only wolves. I am the father of all wolves. As for why you're here, you are between life and death in the great garden that will take you back to life or to the realm of the dead.