Queen Ghidorah Novels & Stories

The student glanced up but saw nothing above. Gildeon did. Ghulik was up there, clinging to the ceiling like some grotesque insect. Thick strings of saliva dangled from his gaping maw. He’d doubled in size. Veins bulged beneath his pale gray skin, pulsing like trapped worms. His eyes glowed crimson, the pupils now gone. ‘Ghulik!’ Gildeon called out, telepathically. Nothing. The goblin didn’t flinch. Its gaze darted across the crowd below, scanning for the next victim.

She screamed and hid behind him when she saw us. “WHO ARE YOU?!” Big Boss exclaimed looking back and forth on us. I take a good look at him. He looks like the same age as me. “It’s not for you to know.” Black Dragon answered pointing his gun to him. I gripped my own gun, ready to use it if needed. Big Boss is about to move while the woman positioned to run. Black Dragon spoke. “Move even an inch and I’ll blow your heads simultaneously.” His voice sounded cold and emotionless. I looked at him and was startled to see his face expressionless. He looked like a professional cold blooded killer. Big Boss and the woman froze. Black Dragon turned to the woman.

The ground shook again and the ocean seemed to swell for a moment. Then the serpent was heading back out to sea and the other giant chased it. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing, another human like form shot off away from the ocean. She couldn’t be the only one seeing this, that had to be Jormungand he was freaking huge! Made the other giant looked tiny. She had run to the cliff and she saw the other giant, whom now she could only assume was Surt but she could be wrong. It could be a different one helping him.

No amount of light magic could sustain the great Ygdrasil. Gukasho, whose head was now fully attached to his neck, opened his fist-sized eyes. He dared not look at his master, but the ancient goblin could not help but gulp audibly. After all, his master was already using the name of the grand duchess—Lady Maleficent’s deceased mother.

A massive, obsidian-plated head rose from the lava. It was the Trench-King. But down here, in its home element, the creature didn't look like a whale or a wolf. It looked like a dragon of the deep. Its bioluminescent tentacles were now white-hot, and its eyes reflected the molten gold of the mantle. It let out a low-frequency hum that vibrated Kael’s teeth. It wasn't an attack. It was a challenge.

The blood monster smiled, sensing the power within its body; it hadn’t expected its god to grant it such immense power. “This is the majesty of my god! You lowly creatures will never understand how great my god is!” the massive monster declared with fervor. Da Hongli looked deep into the blood monster’s body; between its breasts was a blood-red crystal sphere. And that blood-red crystal seemed to contain a small creature within it; though not entirely clear, the color of the creature’s spirit inside the crystal confirmed it was no ordinary being.

“Thanion, Lord of the Underworld, Master of Shadows, Keeper of—” “Get to the point, Zeus.” Thanion’s voice cut through the air like a blade, his patience visibly wearing thin. Zeus chuckled again, unperturbed, and gestured around the room. “You know, for someone who claims to hate their title, you’ve certainly embraced the aesthetic. The torches, the black marble, the... ambiance.” He waved a hand toward the spectral woman, who rolled her eyes and vanished into a puff of smoke, leaving the faint scent of lilies in her wake.

The creature let out an ear-splitting howl, its claws scraping the stone floor. Godiva raised her hand. “Wait. It’s not attacking.” She stepped closer, her courage unwavering. The wolf’s gaze fixed on her, unblinking. Slowly, she knelt and bowed her head. “I am Godiva, daughter of Selena, the Moon Goddess. I seek guidance from the Moon Goddess to protect my pack and halt the darkness.” The creature hesitated, then bowed its head in acknowledgment. The air shimmered around us, and its form dissolved into silvery light, revealing a staircase descending into the temple.

The dark filled with muzzle flash and the smell of cordite and diesel and blood, and over all of it, closer every second, cutting through the chaos like the one true thing in the world, came a voice I'd know at the bottom of the ocean, roaring my name into the black. "ZARIAH." "Here," I screamed, from under a traitor's body, on a cold floor, alive. "Malik, I'm here, I'm here,"

“Well Sachi told me you’re no fraud, but just know I’ll want a demonstration later on” He nodded his head. “Good” and she stood up. Takashi’s eyes went wide, but he was subtle. No one seemed to notice, but Geiru was giving him a dirty look, and he could feel the anger radiating off her. But it wasn’t his fault. When the woman was just… “I’m Megumi Hirose leader of Phantom” she said rounding the table and in her hand was a gun. “What’s your name?” “Geiru”.