Phantom Menace Crawl Novels & Stories

"Yes, they are the same. I can't confirm who he is or if he is really clan-less or not. Regardless, his performance in the clip proves the Phantom is not weak. However, he can't stay in his cave forever." *Murmurs* *Murmurs* Creed's throat was dry as a desert. She was right when she said that Creed did not stand a chance against her. She was two Chakra levels above him. Under no circumstances did Creed want to mess with her. However, she just revealed a bitter hostility. Creed wanted to cry in some corner, but tears won't come out.

I just need to play along until we reach the right spot. I got along with his happy mood until we got to the bed of roses, which seemed to be the least taken care of due to the uneven altitudes of the bushes and the number of weeds underneath. I secretly scanned the place and confirmed that there are no CCTVs left in this area. This place is also dark. I took out my dagger and was about to stab him when he grabbed my hand. I was shocked when he looked back at me with a wide smile. A creepy smile that I feared and disgusted

His employees scurried to get out of his way as he made his way to the security room. "Show me the footage," he growled, his eyes blazing with fury. The security guard nodded, his hands shaking as he worked the controls. The footage showed two men, dressed in black, sneaking into the warehouse and making off with the package. Damon's face turned red with rage. "Find them," he snarled, his voice dripping with venom. "I want them brought to me alive." It didn't take long for Damon's men to track down the thieves. They were brought to him, trembling with fear.

The thunk and swish of something by my head caught my attention and I saw Cassi’s ball and chain connect with the face of a Nephilim, who staggered backwards clutching his face, blood pouring down. “Pay attention Liam” she growled, her eyes hard as she dropped into her fighting stance, readying herself for the next strike. The Nephilim screeched as he launched himself at her, she swung again and I heard his skull crack, blood pouring from the side of his head. Quick as lightning I unsheathed my blades and swung them together, so they cut his head clean off before he even knew what was happening. His eyes wide in surprise and mouth formed an O as blood sprayed through the air, the tang of blo

"YALLA YALLA MIZHIYAZA HIPHAKRIZA ARIZHEEZ SPECTAKRAM LAMIYAZHAA LABIZHU SAEEZUM MIRAYIAA" Suddenly the seal on the tomb begins to break one by one. A flash of light comes from the tomb. Every one was stunned by the scene and the top of the tomb crashed at the entrance of the room . Then suddenly the lights began to flicker on and off, some cries are heard followed by some gunshots. She was frightened to death, but don't know where is the exit due to the darkness. After a long silence,the lights comes back . She could see the dead bodies every where, it was really a frightening scene. If it was someone else the person should have collapsed by now.

After all, I think I know how I will do it… “We are yet to find a proper means to kill a crawler, although bright light will temporarily force them to leave. The main point of concern with the crawlers is we aren’t certain if they are coming from a crack in the veil or not. This is being looked into.” There’s a huge screen behind him, and from the centre of our tables a hologram 3D screen is also showing the same as the one behind Royce. It displays a map where different kinds of monsters have appeared and I cock a brow.

The golden manes were now shredded and in place stood a furless pale creature with red eyes and jagged teeth. Crawlers? That is what they reminded me of, A more animalistic version of Orion’s Crawlers. The creatures attempted to growl at me but instead of something deep and menacing, it was a screech that sent a shiver down my spine, piercing every single nerve ending and shaking my very core.

The earth groaned beneath their feet. Cracks webbed across the temple floor, glowing faintly with the sickly violet hue of Umbraeth’s essence pressing against the last fragments of the seal. The air shimmered unnaturally, heavy with heat and pressure, making it difficult to breathe. Power coiled in the space like a beast in wait, pulsing in time with something ancient and angry.

I forced a smile at him and said, "It's alright, Cedric. I've always been resilient. These injuries are nothing." Cedric remained silent for a long time. Then, he sighed heavily and said, "You might not think much about your physical injuries, but you're the only one who knows about your emotional injuries and the pain in your heart. "The good thing is that it's all over now." He proudly waved his phone at me. "What you did was absolutely brilliant. Now, Johann and Eva have been doxxed, and some of the extremists have already threatened to send them death threats in the form of dead mice and bloody razors."

The thick silver gate trapping me was violently kicked from inside, bent and broken by brute force! The dust settled slowly. Through the dim light, the phantom of an 18-year-old werewolf in a white shirt emerged, carrying me out step by step. Stunned, Ronan turned. He came face-to-face with the nightmare that would haunt him for the rest of his life.