Novel & Cerita Occamy Fantastic Beasts

While snacking on her lunch, Maria paid attention to the words her grandfather was saying. "Phantom beats are sinister and vile creatures that feed on human flesh and fears. They are extremely dangerous and are twice as hard to take down compared to regular magical beasts. Luckily, you'll never have to encounter such creatures, since beast-types outnumber phantom-type creatures. But if you ever encounter one... run." The heavy, intense gaze of her grandfather caused a cold chill to sweep over Maria's body.

Several other black magic circles surrounded the dimensional crack as if protecting it. From that dimensional crack spilled demon-beasts of all sizes and types. There were creeping, legged-type demon beasts with sharp fangs and claws. There were winged demon beasts of all sizes and shapes. The situation in that dimensional crack was so chaotic that it was as if the gates of hell were wide open. Edmund and King Ruven Omanelis held their breath and flew as slowly as possible so that the demon-beasts did not detect their existence. They were outnumbered. The demon-beast could smell the existence of other creatures around them very sharp.

"I heard you begging... I couldn't leave you." On the ledge above, Morgessa’s face went ghastly white. Her green eyes widened in sheer, unadulterated horror as she watched the dead King rise from the snow, holding his mate like she was the only thing keeping the world from spinning off its axis. Caspian sat up, bringing me with him, his arm locked around my waist, his silver eyes turning slowly toward the woman on the cliff. The Beast wasn't just awake. He was completely, terrifyingly whole. And as he looked at Morgessa, the smile that touched his blood-stained lips made my own blood run cold with dark, wild anticipation.

I always went over to cuddle with him when I had this dream, and realizing that I couldn't do that for the next few months till he was out for the break made the tiny house we shared even emptier. I sighed and sat back on the bed. Valerian was my twin, yet we couldn't be more different. We had the same blonde hair, but that was about it. He had an alpha potential, which is a sacred way of knowing which wolves would grow up to be guardians of the pack. I, on the other hand, was an almost wolfless omega.

Her sweet scent whispered in the night air, faint but distinct, teasing my senses and pulling me in her direction like an invisible thread. My heart raced. She was on the other side of the park. Was she in her wolf form? Some omegas never shifted, but I’d heard of a few who did. The urge to change into my wolf and track her pumped through my veins. But a wolf roaming through the city wouldn’t go over well. I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals.

Ever since it first saw Carl, it had felt an inexplicable sense of suppression. More and more rare and exotic beasts gathered, drawn by the news—from the Nine-Tailed Fox and Jade-Faced Fox deep within Meditation Forests, to the Divine Golden-scaled Fish and Rainbow-winged Butterfly by Purifying Waterfall, and to rare birds and beasts from all corners of the secret realm. They crowded around the edge of the meadow, their gazes burning as they looked at Amelia and the Four Mythical Beasts beside her. Many of the beasts' eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation. They sensed the familiar aura on Amelia, knowing that their former Master had truly returned.

Either they were wearing some fucked-up contacts, or Alex slipped LSD into my tea. “And the wolves,” my voice held a hint of hysteria as I glanced at either side of me. “Whose are they?” I asked, stepping back cautiously. I had been around wolves before, but those had been bred in a sanctuary. They were used to human contact. These were wild, abnormally huge, and yet they acted more like domestic pets who craved my attention. I didn’t want to risk petting them in case they bit my fucking hand off. They can smell fear and use it to their advantage.

Lucretia's eyebrows were frowned. "The little girl is very insightful," the Green Sky Python looked at the four people in front of him with interest. "Don't be surprised, Lucretia can be said to be an encyclopedia of magical beasts, and within four years, memorized all of the Creeping Magical Beasts, Flying Magical Beasts, and King Magical Beasts" Sasuke didn't say it was okay to say it Lilith and Sasuke were even more surprised to know that just a few of these types of books accounted for one hundred thousand and thirty-three thousand copies of the book!

“Let’s speak inside. Away from wandering ears.” Inside the war room, the fire had been stoked again, its flames hungrily licking up the narrow chimney. Tessa, Dorian, Rylan, Kira, Galen and Alpha Ashmoon gathered around the central table. The maps had been pushed aside for now, replaced with reports - most of them splattered in blood. “I saw one of the beasts up close,” Galen said, arms crossed. “Metal laced through its bones. Eyes like rot made flesh. And magic - oily, thick. Not natural.”

Averina laughed although it was more of a hiss. She continued: “So Dondus the owl told Desper the rat that the beastsss all rallied around the Great Mother of the Beasts. She of course was the strongest and fastest but she never leaves her cave beyond the river. She stays there with seven of the fiercest beasts to guard her all the time. Other beasts bring her food. She would of course be the hardest to kill especially with her guards protecting her but if she was killed, all of her children, the beastsss that is, would die. So is the magic of the creatures the owl told Desper. All of the beastsss draw their strength from their mother. She can tell when any one of them has been slain and can