Scorpion Book Novels & Stories

She would however change the topic whenever I probed. 'Scarlett. ' She warned when I stretched my arm to pick it up. ‘ If I am a warlock like you claim then I need to know. ' No matter how hard I tried to turn around and face Astra, my eyes remained glued on the book. It was as if it's presence was compelling me to open it and go through every page. A wooded box sat beside it, catching my attention all of a sudden. I closed my eyes to shove down the itch, to regain control over my emotions. ' Yes Scarlett, it is a book of spells, written by different warlocks over the years. '

The pain was harrowing but so was the toxic energy in this smothering chamber. Color instantly drained from her half dead face when her gaze swept over the creepy creature crawling on the edge of the white mattress. 'W-what's that?', she screamed disbelieving that he could attempt to get her stung by a lethal scorpion. 'My little baby, now yours too', he husked sliding his palm underneath her chin, sensually, erotically, gradually intimidating her into his psychotic game.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The light-golden-colored phoenix scorpion looked like it was made out of gold. As large and tough as an adult buffalo, its two massive pincers looked like excavator buckets. Alex and Maximilia kept running as the scorpion continued to chase after them, destroying everything in this way. Those ivory buildings seemed like tofu in the face of the golden phoenix scorpion. Such a large commotion had undoubtedly caught the attention of many demons, drowning the street in utter chaos.

It was in an open circle in front of a huge tree trunk that was covered in vines shaped like hands reaching out hungrily toward them. Scar tried not to look around at the faces of the goblins gathered there, instead keeping her head high and staring straight ahead. She refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing her fear or her sadness. The gentle morning breeze carried the scent of flowers, and she breathed it in, trying to keep her heart from running out of her chest.

The next moment, with a bang, a Red Willow Fire Scorpion as big as a bed smashed into the place where Zoila Yellow had just stood. The ground trembled. "What the hell!" Sue White also took a step back in shock, and her face turned pale. The Red Willow Fire Scorpion's body alone was already so savage. The long fur on its head was as black as ink and as sharp as a thorn. Anyone who saw it would feel as though their hearts were about to pop out of their throats. "It’s dead. There's nothing to be afraid of." Hearing Caspian's words, Zoila Yellow and Sue White stuck their heads out again and found that the shockingly big Red Willow Fire Scorpion did not move at all. From its head to its back, the

Pelin seethed. The sand rumbled again beneath our feet, louder this time. “Now run!” I screamed, grabbing Pelin’s hand and clasping it tight. She didn’t hesitate anymore. We took off across the dunes, boots sinking into the shifting ground, breath ragged from the heat. Behind us, the sand cracked open with a deep, thunderous roar. Scorpio the massive scorpion emerged from the depths, crawling forward on its grotesque, skeletal limbs. Its long, spindly legs moved with a disturbing rhythm, each step sending a shiver down my spine. It didn’t attack right away, no, that would’ve been too merciful.

The scorpion lay on its back as if asleep; its many legs trembled in the air and then settled down to rest, as the creature tread its head, she then abruptly cut it with her sword. Carefully walking around the scorpion and the vipers, they headed to the strand of the Magic Pool. They wanted to stop for a rest when unexpectedly a low humming commenced behind them. Whirling around, they saw what looked like a low, dark cloud. Soon the humming evolved louder and the dark cloud became enormous and darker. Catherine then realized with horror that a swarm of vicious army ants was about to encircle her. Rapidly she shot the sword in front of her face, and yet it didn't do any good. She called out h

Scarlett’s POV They bore no humanity, no spark of life. Staring into those eyes was like gazing into an endless void, a darkness that seemed to claw at my very soul. He wasn’t just a man. He was a nightmare given flesh—a being that shouldn’t have existed in this world. Shivers ran down my spine as I realized the full extent of what we were up against. This wasn’t just a fight for survival—it was a fight against the unnatural, the unholy. And at this moment, I wasn’t sure if we had the strength to prevail.

He hardly lost his cool on a lady before, but her soft giggle had instilled a strange rush of emotions in him which he was quick to cover up with an anger filled move. Determined not to think about her again, he pushed his mind to the matter at hand, letting his anger surface again as the building came into view. The dungeon was faintly lighted with few sticks of fire on the passage. Already used to the bloody smell of this dungeon, he made his way through the already opened iron protectors, into the dungeon where Lucio sat on an iron chair with his body covered with bloody sores. Lucio turned weakly to look at his boss, and fringed from fear. Everyone fears him and they were right to.

In fact, there were only rumbling explosions, and nothing else had changed. "What's going on?" Someone couldn't help but open his eyes and look at the Investiture Stage. However, when they opened their eyes to look, their expressions froze. For a moment, the expressions of the disciples, elders, and academy masters began to change in an extremely strange way. There... Crippled Scorpion's body ran wildly, like a flying black demonic mountain. His speed was so terrifying that it formed a force of more than a million kilograms. It was precisely because of this that the space around him twisted as he ran, forming a bulge.