Pontianak Mythical Creature Novels & Stories

“So. . . Mike, I was just wondering. Did Grandma and Grandpa mentioned the name of that island?” “Mystique Island.” He clears his throat before he continued and spoke using a British accent, “A mysterious island discovered by Grandma Fuchsia after married to Grandpa Martes. They said the island was made by enchanted people called ‘engkanto’ whom Grandma Fuchsia are friends with. She said it’s a portal-island to the ocean enchanted world or ‘encantadia ng karagatan’. The island can only be seen during Ber Months until the end of the summer.” “Uhmm. . . . What’s wrong with your voice?”What’s wrong wrong with your voice?”

I tell him honestly. A large smile comes across his face as I reveal that fact. "Well we are only one of the species that has hatched from eggs. There are the pegasi, the kelpies, fairies, and the mermaids. Each has their own section of land here and there own leaders. We won't get to visit all the camps today but we should be able to cover two" he says as he heads towards the trees again.

Lowena walked back with Caspian, the rain easing til the sun came out to play. "It's amazing how you can do that," she admired. "It is mother nature; us fairies are bound to her in one way or another. Many are known to you as mythical creatures, such as the phoenix, griffins, and sirens. You may have seen them at the celebration last night," he explained. Lowena's cheeks blushed, and she confirmed, "There were these two women I first met; they looked almost like bats."

The Ghost Valley Sage took a deep breath, looked at the huge figure in the sky, and said, "In the legend, after Pangu created the world, he died of exhaustion. His good thoughts turned into gods, and his evil thoughts turned into fiends. Later, under the leadership of the Ancient Ancestor, the gods defeated the fiend race, well or so we thought…" He could not contain his shock at all. There was no record of the fiend race in human history since it all happened before their existence. He knew a little about the fiend race because of his ability to learn about the past and the present. However, he did not know that the huge phantom in mid-air was not an ordinary fiend, but Archfiend Antigonus

Her eyes widened as she rememeber what kind of being that goes after young children that harbors jealousy and misgivings against humans. "A puckwedgie." she whispered to herself. A mythical creature that was said to exist in North America. Once friendly to humans but have been lost that due to humans' constant need to find another being worthy of their attention. The creature had the power to manifest anything that it desires, that countless people have died due to its influence on everything and even some have strongly advised to steer clear of such creature. Just her luck that it had chosen to appear. She just have to distract the creature somehow and create a way for her to leave with Tiv

"It must have been an extremely painstaking effort to create them, even for just a mere replica." The Russian seemed to be slightly interested. Javier was less intrigued. He stood, arms crossed with a stern demeanour. Dave stopped at the last sculpture and examined it closely. Some were animal statues of lions, foxes, and the three demons, Krahang, a male ghost that flies in the night. Krasue, a woman's head with her viscera hanging down from the neck. Mae Nak is a female ghost who died in childbirth and can extend her arms. Phi Am, is a spirit that sits on a person's chest during the night. He traced the stonework with his finger, still amazed by what the ancients could do.

I looked away quickly; knowing better than to catch his interest. Black furred pukas roamed freely about, sniffing for scraps around the tables, and when one passed by me, I jerked away. It paused to growl a warning in my direction before moving on. Then a nuckelavee sauntered by, and I forgot all about the pukas. Outside the members of the Sluagh, the nuckelavee were the most horrifying things in the Fairy Realm. Technically, they were sea fairies and they were always a little wet, though not from water.

He later realized that the stories were probably just myths like the many other stories he was told when he was young. “You really believe in Serimang, Lankko?” Enzir scoffed. “Yes, Jad Enzir,” replied Lankko. “The creature’s a myth, Lankko. Didn’t anyone tell you that?” Enzir gave a short laugh. “No, Jad Enzir. She’s real. I’ve seen her with my own two eyes!” replied Lankko.

He wasn't sure but I was. "My grandpa called it the 'Afanc' but why it is here away from water, I don't know," I explained. I looked to Lee and then continued, "it is a demonic creature that is known in old Welsh legends. It lives in lakes and is large enough that whenever it was angry, it would break the banks and flooded towns."

The branches were strong and many, with its leaves and acorns glowed white in resonance. Surrounding the tree were the mythfolks, cowering from being cornered by large scorpion - like Chimeras with a face full of grimy tentacles. The centaurs gallantly shielded the smaller mythfolks with their strong bodies. Pixies and dryads were huddled together in fear from the hovering stings and probing tentacles.