Paras Novels & Stories

My mood plummeted and I took a step back. Lucas looked at me confusedly. "What's wrong?" I took another step back. Why would anyone want me? Why would a filthy, tarnished creature like me be allowed near such beauties? Suddenly, the grass felt cold under my feet. Gasping, I looked down. Right were I was standing was a patch of dead, brown grass. I didn't realize I was crying until a lone tear rolled down my cheek. The brown patch was growing, spiralling outwards from my feet and killing the surrounding grass.

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I helped them only. Taken minutes. One after another, the deceased ranks crawled to Floor. Suddenly I felt a vibration through the thick soles of my boots. “Jada! Move from above!” Nova cried through the Com-Link. I ripped my head up. Dozens of smaller, anal creatures down – the brunt of the parasite. They had muds full razor-sharp teeth and eyes that glowed in a sick yellow. WUMMP! WUMMP! Kael's rifle spitted super-cavitation projectile. The water around us

“What do you want, Parisa?” “Isn’t it obvious?” She tilts her head, her sharp canines flashing in a wicked smile. “I’ve been trying to find a way to break your pack’s defenses for an entire month, but here you are, camping in the forest without your pack. It’s as if you’re asking to die.” “Over our dead bodies,” I spit out, defiance coursing through me despite the fear that grips my heart. I won’t go down that easily. Hell no. But Parisa doesn’t look one bit afraid of my tone. “Over your dead bodies, huh? Oh, I do like the sound of that,” she purrs before raising her hand and snapping her fingers. “Destroy them.”

"But hallucinations require an antidote to reverse. After the murder, the woman chased neighbors and calmed down by the time the police arrived. So it's not 'Inferno.'" "The second is 'Mind Parasite,' an ancient parasite known as 'Control Worm.' It enters the brain and allows another person to control the host's actions, with the host retaining full memory of the events."

My power stutters, falters, dims as a paralytic compound designed specifically for healing abilities overtakes my system with terrifying speed. "Don't fight it," a familiar voice advises as blankets fall away, revealing not a sick child but a wolf I haven't seen since the temple confrontation months ago. "The paralytic is quite sophisticated. Designed specifically for your unique physiology." Cassius steps fully into view, clinical interest in his expression as he watches the paralytic take complete effect. Not killing me – my heart continues beating, lungs drawing breath – but rendering me entirely immobile, unable to access powers, unable to call for help.

Noel mustered his strength as she treats this woman as no ordinary being, "What do you mean one of the eight?" "You are a human, in possession of a paral." The woman replied. Only leaving Noel in another clueless state. "What's a paral?" he replied. "A four-legged animal capable of invisibility when the night comes. Although it doesn't end on that. And I am the guardian of the void, Ranthi." She explained. "But a paral is the monster and not you, you just acquired its power." The woman added. "So, what you call that black panther was a paral?" Noel asked.

Those ten pips that I trust! Hmmm, well. After having a long debate with myself, I finally message him. Midnight: Hi! Seen. I gulp as I stare at three dots that's moving. Oh em G! Is he going to reply to my message?! Parzeval: Hi. Ehe~ he said Hi! Shizz Mourge! How can you talk to someone without any topic? I said hi again since I have nothing to say but I really want to talk to him. Parzeval: You have no topic in you right?

he pulled bark, somewhat alarmed by the tone of her voice. "if you don't believe me, I have details of extra terrestrial and supernatural sightings..you could read my books...the London bridge, its a fake! its no support group, its Lucifer grooming the anti Christ...Adulfs the child of light who must stop her...but I see no star any more. she succeeded in giving him the mark...his borne a new gene. they feed now on his brain and direct him what to do." the parasites, Montoya thought. he speaks about the parasites. goddamn it, he couldn't be lieing.

After being shocked for a moment, Fernanda raised his left hand, the skin of his palm wriggling slightly as he roared, "Use the innate parasite and strike!" There were many parasites in the Southeast Maison. The most common ones were poisonous parasites, phantom parasites, and string parasites. All of them needed to be fed by the blood energy of the host. Fernanda's innate parasite was a mutated poisonous parasite. The parasite's mouth had