Series About Mythical Creatures Novels & Stories

With heavy feet, she walked outside. Saw the body of beta and Meera. They literally shred their bodies into pieces; the ground was filled with blood. Accalia looked at me and asked," Who are those people?" With a heavy heart, I answered her, "They called themselves werewolves, but I didn't create them." "You are the origin of werewolves; if it's not you, then who did?" She questioned me. "I don't know," I answered her. "But whoever they are, I am going to cut them into half. We need to bring our son back," I promised.

Something subtle, almost impossible to detect unless you were staring directly into the abyss of his gaze. Stripes. My fingers tightened around the glass, the crystal groaning under the pressure of my grip. Stripes. My father’s voice echoed in my head, recalling the stories he’d told me when I was a child. Stories about creatures that existed long before wolves claimed their place in the supernatural hierarchy. Stories that most modern wolves dismissed as fairy tales meant to scare pups. Serpents. My gaze slowly lifted, No. That was impossible. It can't be. The serpents had disappeared decades ago. They had vanished from the human and supernatural worlds so completely that most creatures bel

I am afraid but I must fuel my curiosity. My fingers trail over books as I use my eyes to search. “History of the Great Wars. Wolf-Clan Genealogies.” Useless!! In a corner, I find a smaller shelf with older, cracked bindings. One title stands out: Creatures of Myth and Scarcity. I pull it free, coughing at the plume of dust, and sink to the floor in a pool of blue velvet. I open it. Swan Mythology. It is exactly what I am looking for.

She lifted her hand, counting each on her fingers like she was reciting a litany: “A dragon for its blood of raw power and destruction, needed to bind immense energy. A phoenix for its blood of rebirth, to ensure the seal regenerates if it ever weakens. A unicorn for its pure and cleansing blood, to counter corruption festering within the veil. A basilisk for its deadly essence will poison anything that dares to claw back through. A kraken for its abyssal blood, binding the seal with the crushing weight of the ocean depths. A griffin for its noble guardian blood, granting eternal vigilance to the seal itself. A chimera for its hybrid essence, symbolizing the unity of opposites, trapping chao

But she supposed if one mythical species was real, then why not others? "So" She snuggled closer to him, loving that she could and he didn't push her away. "What creatures are we talking about here?" She tried to play it off casually, like she wasn't freaking out on the inside. "Oh, let's see. Vampires and werewolves, phoenixes and other kinds of shifters, and then there are ghosts" He ticked them off one by one on his hand. Piper stared at him. "Vampires and werewolves?" Holy shit.

he couldn’t finish his sentence. “Well, there used to be dragons and the last one got killed a few years ago. Other than that, we have vampires, witches and hybrids. Quite a few magical creatures, actually.” He told him. “Great, just splendid.” He said, though his face suggested it was anything but splendid or anything near that category, “Umm, okay. So, why don’t humans know about it?”

She really started to wonder what kind of weird experiment this was going to be. Feline scraped her throat, “So I am guessing you are all wondering what this experiment is all about. For you to understand I have to tell you some history first. Thousands of years ago humans were not the only species that lived on earth. There were also werewolves, vampires, fae, and witches. These creatures believed themselves to be superior to the human race and wanted to enslave them. Humans learned of their plans and war broke out. Thanks to science the human race was able to survive while the other species went extinct.” Dante interrupted her, “Sorry but what is this? You want us to know the history of a

“So we’re talking about crimes against humanity on an unimaginable scale.” “No crimes against the living. It wasn’t just humanity the Lich did this too. It was on a scale you have no modern day reference for. No one wanted it to happen. We believed they were all gone and couldn’t be created again. These weren’t a supernatural species. They were a supernatural creation, like a zombie or werewolf. They don’t breed, they are a creation. A… creature that lives outside of the natural order, whether it’s mundane or supernatural. It can’t procreate without magical rituals, must destroy one creature to make the new creature and may not live a decent existence or have a shortened lifespan.” “Wait, ar

I’m with child now,’ Maia cries as she places her hand on her slightly swollen stomach. ‘It will be okay, my love. We will get our home back. I’ve mind-linked the warriors, who are currently fighting against the Harpies,’ Damon says to her. ‘What were those worm creatures? I know the other creatures were minotaurs, and did you all see those dragons in the sky?’ I ask. ‘Dragons!’ Ela and Fern say simultaneously.

Room was never that big and the portraits like that had never been made or seen in the pack house before . The cabinet and the glass container which shattered were part of the illusion too to make me fear. I went through many other books in the search of the other half of the piece of paper that was in my hand .None of them was missing any piece. The books were old but not that old like the piece of paper in my hand .It was yellow in color and it was almost falling off .I wanted to know from where that piece came inside that book. There were few other books about witches, most of them were about their history and nothing else. Getting bored of this search I was into the other half of the lib