Parasite Novels & Stories

“She was on the ground in pain, crying out like she was being torn apart from the inside. Then she passed out.” Lyra wasted no time. Her hands moved with precision as she checked Sofia’s pulse and temperature, leaned in to examine her eyes, and pressed a stethoscope to her chest. “She seems stable for now,” Lyra muttered, frowning. “Her vitals are normal, but this kind of pain isn’t normal for a human. Did she say anything before passing out?” “No,” I replied. “Just screams and then silence.” Lyra leaned back, crossing her arms. “There’s something about this... Her symptoms remind me of how wolves behave just before their first shift. But she’s human, isn’t she?”

Derek stood, protective instincts flaring despite his human state. "The parasites would have killed them as infants. These children, they're immune to parasitic influence. Can't be corrupted, can't be controlled." He stepped inside, and I saw the exhaustion he'd been hiding. "I've been moving them constantly, keeping them hidden. But she"—he pointed to little Mona—"she's the catalyst. They can't hide anymore." "How many?" I asked. "Forty-three confirmed. Maybe more worldwide." "All hybrids?" "All impossible. Phoenix-wolf. Shepherd-bear. Combinations that shouldn't exist but do." His eyes found the baby. "She's the strongest yet. The call she just sent, every <

I blinked in surprise and looked at him like he was certifiably crazy. “You realize how insane this sounds right?! A paranormal parasite? If we can’t save the person, what are we supposed to do?” I asked as I started to bounce my leg in anxious thought, a nervous habit that was keeping me from screaming and freaking out. “Yes, I realize how it sounds. It sounds bat shit crazy. Doesn’t make it any less true, Haven. We have to find who it's latched onto and we have to contain it. If a morphling isn’t contained it will move to the next available host upon the death of the current host. If we contain it to its current host then it will die with it. It’s the only w

I order. Maeve leans closer. The moment the black parasite inside the tube “smells” the silver blood, its cells explode into violent activity. The parasite thrashes aggressively against the glass walls again and again, desperately trying to reach the source of the blood.

I never knew that this place existed in real life. Since I was young, I was locked up in an orphanage. And we aren't allowed to go out. I always wished that someone would adopt me. And that is my most regret in life. I thought I already saw rainbows and butterflies when Odin adopted me. But I was mistaken. The day he adopted me is the day my nightmare starts. I was just six years old back then when he brought me to The Ora. This is a secret criminal organization build-up of Hybrids and extraordinary beings with one mission: to destroy the world.

Alex tilted his head and looked at Leanne with a strange expression, “Madam, have you ever been to Canyonland? Or perhaps, have any of your close friends been from the region?” “No, I don’t think so.” Leanne shook her head. “Mr. Rockefeller, can you just tell us what the heck is that horrible thing? This is really freaking me out,” said Jack. Alex answered, “Parasites.” What he did not mention was that the parasite in Leanne’s body had been planted to stop her from getting impregnated by any other man, except by the one who planted it.

“I don’t like that.” I dropped myself on the chair by Trisha’s with a questioning frown. She sighed, closing her book. “Parasites tend to act out when you start severing their links to a host. So he should be grouchy, stressed up, and feeling physical discomfort. If he isn’t, it means those worms are attached to him with an iron grip, and the first cleansing hardly bothered them.” “Meaning they’re gonna need more than three sessions? Because Isaac looked fine too.”

- Do you know what this is? - I can’t say for sure, - the owner of the forest spread his hands sympathetically, - some kind of parasite has clung to you. - Parasite? - Only fleas came to my mind, and, apparently, the goblin read something in my astonished look. - Ugh, you! Beast! From the world of Navi, a parasite, not a flea! - From the world of the dead? I nearly dropped my cup of tea from my hands. - But how?!

The sun rose above the sky. The smell of wet soil and dew wafted around the air. The harsh rays of the sun glittered on the two naked bodies entangled inside a picnic tent. Blessing's eyes fluttered open, blinking severally to clear sleep from her eyes. She looked at the naked man beneath her. Things had gotten out of control the previous night all because she was horny. She traced her slender fingers on his arm down to his abs. Her eyes stopped on the left side of his rib. There was a mark, as if sharp nails were embedded in his flesh.

Electricity seemed to course through his body. "Look, he's coming awake!" said the first woman, her eyes wide as she looked at Jon. "His eyes are opening! I told you not to touch him!" shrieked the second, pulling the third woman's arm. Slowly, Jon was able to raise his left hand to touch his neck as the third woman released her hold on him. He felt small raised wounds on his neck and the few drops of warm viscous liquid that oozed out of the fresh wounds. He dropped his hand to his side as he totally lost control of his body. He was completely paralyzed. His vision blurred as if he were drugged and he saw a kaleidoscope of colors. He heard an absent wind blowing in his ears and his body fel