Scariest Mythical Creatures Novels & Stories

"Oh! The snatchers." I had seen their paintings before at the fortress. Selma had told me that they were cruel and violent mythological creatures that were sent by Zeus to punish humans. The birdwomen in those pictures looked ugly. Why does Laelia have to look pretty even as a beast? Her wings were so majestic and her hair was gorgeous.

Their eyes a void, their forms twisted and writhing as they closed in on her. I wanted to scream, to do something, anything to protect her, but fear had me paralyzed. These creatures weren’t ordinary beasts; they were manifestations of something much darker, something I couldn’t fully comprehend. I had never seen anything like them, not in all my years as a physician. My mind raced, trying to figure out how to stop them, but every option seemed futile. And then, just as one of the creatures lunged at her, Astrid moved.

There were not just ogres, trolls, and giants, but a vast expanse of harrowing creatures that loomed in between. These creatures were as tall as celestial dragons, their muscular bodies brimming with such brutal strength, some were simply nameless terrors, they were colossal beasts, like demonic beasts. Being called, as creatures of war, even demons in a state of living decomposition, all of these, while others had a strange resemblance to animals, were, the chimeras, even though each one stood on two legs like a man. That girl, called Shinzo really didn't know what was the most terrifying, at that time, as she walked through the ancient mountains, among the forests of beasts, in that place,

With that, the staircase shoots into the sky. I hold onto the railing for dear life, trying not to hurl from the intensity. My knees buckle, and the wind whips through my hair making the locks thrash around like tentacles. I barely hold in a scream. The various levels fly by me, and I catch glimpses of various bizarre creatures, like griffins, a basilisk, and even a frickin red dragon. When the staircase finally stops moving, I think I see stars. I feel so dizzy that I stay clinging for a few seconds.

Her heart rate dropped but not by much, this whole 'Mythical Beings existing amongst humans' thing still had that bit of a screeching turn-table effect on her. But then again, her uncle did inform her that the Mythics populous, mostly the Dark Mythics, still roam the world. Werewolves, Serpentine, Minotaurs, Mermaids, Goblins, and even Ghosts. However a few existed in an other-worldly dimension - created by Merlin but ruled by the Vampire King himself, or so he illiterated. She didn't ask about that.

I ask, needing a confirmation of what I already know. "You already know Sarrtina. There's Zacharie and Hasiah and they are just as dangerous as Sarrtina, if not more. Then there's Achilles." "She's the blonde?" "Yes." Zaralina says. "What makes her truly evil and vicious is the world of pain which has created so much darkness inside of her." For some reason I want to know more about this Achilles. When I saw her in my dream I felt like I knew her from somewhere, her eyes were oddly familiar. But it could be because all these nonhuman eyes look very similar.

It might be frigging starving! A disturbing idea popped up in my head as I drove past the Manor gates: if this thing had been attached to Brandon Price, it’d gone from feeding on residual energy to living emotions. So maybe it wasn’t a badass demon, but it wasn’t a simple scavenger anymore. I’d heard that wild predators, like lions and tigers, disregard any other food once they tasted human flesh.

She muttered earning a nod from Alexander, "What are they, they aren't Lycans or any mythical creature I have read of before.....they seemed like creatures from hell," "That is because they are," He said earning a gasp from Evelyn and a slitted gaze from Leon. He had heard myths and rumors of the creatures of hell. Although he believed these myths he doubted these creatures could surface in the world of the living. Until now he was certain a thin veil existed as a seal which prevented the creatures of the underworld from crawling into the world of the living. "You don't look so surprised Leon, don't tell me you have fought these monsters before," Alex asked with a smile, "Well knowing you I

Cherie How can happiness be so fleeting? From being happy and content one second, to terrified the next. The beast in front of me snarls, its golden eyes pinning me with a look that sends bile rising up to my throat. I don’t know how one would describe the scent of death perfectly, but this monster is the embodiment of the word. It’s incredibly taller, even taller than Creed or Alpha Kai, covered in black fur, and standing on two legs. With claws the size of a grown man’s full hand, sickly yellow eyes, and scars littered all over its body, I know this is Creed’s Lycan.

But despite the pain, despite the scream I let out, my mind begged again. I need you. I need you. My torso was pulled with so much violence that the scream in my throat got stuck, rebounded by the vision of the immense bestå in front of me. And I knew why I avoided looking so much... To have prevented my fear from giving power to your intrinsic wickedness. It was a horrendous, tall creature with a dark humanoid body that ended in claws and paws. There were three heads over the scaly neck “one human, one of cat and the last of a snake.