Occamy Fantastic Beasts Novels & Stories

She quickly recovered, set everything down on the table, and looked at Bloom with adoration. To her, a fairy was not only sacred, but also mystical, so that didn't surprise me. “Demons, griffins, and basilisks,” Bella muttered calmly. Bloom smiled sadly. “Yes, and they're worse than banshees and orcs,” Bloom said. “If I woke up, it was for a reason, so we have to try to prevent those beings from waking up one way or another. And the right way to do that is to infiltrate the enemy.”

And at the far end, raised on a dais-- The Obsidian Throne. Black as midnight. Carved with wolves and moons and symbols I didn't recognize. Ancient. Powerful. Radiating authority. And surrounding it, filling the hall-- Hundreds of lycans. All of them staring at us. At me. Judging. Calculating. Waiting to see if I'd break. Fuck. "Steady," Caspian murmured. I forced myself to breathe. To walk forward with my head high. A woman stepped forward from the crowd. Older. Beautiful in a harsh way. Silver hair. Ice-blue eyes.

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.

because you never know. “Not that we're aware of,” Alex replied, his amusement was still present on his face. "This place is a sanctuary, so anyone could show up. The foxes were late to the party, but we always knew of their existence. It was a fox shifter who cleared up the conspiracy debacle."

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

“N-No, I didn’t. Maybe it was Katrina or someone else. I’m not sure.” A wave of cold air hits me as he gets up from the bed, obviously avoiding me. “Wait.” he stops in his tracks. “W-What were those creatures?” Squinting, I try to recall the wolves that attacked us. They were…different. The look in their eyes was nothing short of madness. Untamable and lethal derangedness. They were uncontrollable too. Hungry for blood and death. I’ve never seen anything like it. “You need to get some rest, Ophelia. You’ve been through a lot.” Damian dismisses my question but I’m in need of an answer urgently.