Scorpion Fable Novels & Stories

I asked curious. “Destiny.” He said as his eyes swirled their beautiful copper glow. “Destiny?” I questioned caught off guard. “Yes. It all starts with this jump.” His smile now reaching ear to ear. “Jump… Like out of here?” I questioned peering down into the darkness. The sun had set and there was just a slight glow remaining. “If you are scared… you are free to climb back down. Though I am sure our fates are bonded.” After he said that, he tossed the bag through the waterfall, blowing me a kiss before jumping after it. I stood there in disbelief for a moment. I had been emotionally in this same place lately. Why did it seem my metaphors were coming to life?

The lance pierced through the air and the scorpion’s exoskeleton while also pushing it back by the force behind that throw. Isaac and Matthew did not waste time and went back in action, followed by Apoel also. Red colored lightning was sparking from his arms and his dual swords. They all attacked it with all their might. The scorpion screeched loudly but it could not do anything against the combo of the four Hunters. Not long after, the scorpion finally gave its life and died. The corpse slowly fell over, lifeless. The Hunters were panting heavily after the fight but they all smiled at each other.

And they prohibited most of the abilities that make me a demon from usage. I nickname the man Jerk, although my clairvoyance told me he is a regular human nicknamed Jackal. I don’t know what business he has with Scarlet, but she is allowing him to flip up her skirt under the covered table, which I can see from the table behind. His left-hand glides down her skirt and feels her bare bottom. She is wearing a lacy thong that matches her bra and while seeing the lace gives me a reaction; I am jealous that someone else, instead of me, has his dirty fingers touching her intimate parts.

He looked fascinated by it, buried his face in it to inhale the scent, completely infatuated. "Answer me." I giggled and pulled away my hair. "I built an army," he murmured. "When I left, I went straight into the underworld where I fought for my pack. My mother was a werewolf, Scar." My eyes widened. "I took on underground fights, killed everyone who stood in my way with the help of a fellow Alpha. We pulled together every wolf who had been wronged by the old Alphas." He traced the outline of my lip with his thumb. "I spent four years surviving on blood and instinct... just waiting for the day I was strong enough to claim what was mine."

With empathy and determination, Alex convinced the scientists to join their cause, promising to free them from their captors once the mission was complete. Meanwhile, a relentless group of pursuers, known as The Scorpions, closed in on Alex and their team. The Scorpions, a mercenary organization with a notorious reputation, had been hired by the same individuals who sought to unleash the virus. They would stop at nothing to eliminate anyone who stood in their way. A high-stakes cat-and-mouse game ensued as Alex and their team raced against time, constantly evading The Scorpions' relentless pursuit. Each encounter with the mercenaries pushed their skills and resourcefulness to the limit, with

Hello, Future Generations. My name is Saber. I’m the current Queen-to-be of the Fox Skulk (Foxes have Skulks like wolves have packs). I understand if this is a new concept to you or if you think that this book you have found can’t be real. I mean, Fox Skulk? Fox Shifters? Magic? If you’re a normal human living your mundane life, I’m sorry, but I’m about to blow the lid off everything you know.

But their pursuit of the truth had cost them their lives. The day they died repeated each detail etched into my memory cruelly. I was a mere child, frozen in fear as my parents' lives were extinguished. A chilling wind blew through the deserted alley, carrying the scent of death and betrayal. My heart ached as I recalled the brutality inflicted upon them. The deputy president's henchmen had descended upon us, mercilessly snuffing out their lives. The harrowing image of my mother's eyes being forcefully removed, a cruel act of punishment, seared into my mind. It was a chilling display of power, a stark reminder of the depths of evil that could lurk within those entrusted with authority.

She asked, suddenly changing into a strange topic. “No.” I shook my head, only realizing in the next moment that she couldn’t possible see it. “I haven’t.” “I’ll tell you.” She said quietly. “It goes like this. The scorpion was on his way back from a relative’s burial when he got to a river and realized that the log of wood he’d used in crossing previously, had been washed away by the rushing tide of the river. He stood in place, hopeless for several hours with no way to cross, before a frog finally passed by.

As the sun reached its zenith, the wind suddenly shifted. A low whistle echoed across the desert. Then another. The sand beneath our feet began to stir. "Everyone back!" Orion shouted. The ground erupted. A massive creature burst from beneath the dunes. It resembled a scorpion, but its body was forged from molten stone. Rivers of lava flowed through cracks in its enormous shell, and its blazing tail crackled with fire. Its glowing eyes fixed upon us. "The Infernal Scorpion," Aurel whispered. "It was created to guard the Flame Temple."

(Alexander The God of Absolute dark powers Pov) As we started to walk forward. You could hear the echo of our feet. I did a spell to silence it because I refused to have everyone die because of our loud shoes. As we rounded the corner my heart dropped. There were thousands of Tiny scorpions. "They can kill everyone but Alex. They are magical scorpions. Death is instant and fire angers them." Zavier stated causing everyone to groan.