Series About Mythical Creatures Novels & Stories

They nurse their myths and legends, in which Vampyres and Weres are creatures of magic and lore, capable of curses and mystical acts. They think us able to see the future, to fly, to make ourselves invisible. Because we’re different from them, our existence must be governed by otherworldly forces—and not simply, like theirs, by biology. And maybe a couple of thermodynamics laws. Serena was like that, too, when I first met her. “So crucifixes burn you?” she asked me a couple of weeks into our cohabitation, after I failed to convince her that the viscous red liquid I kept in my fridge was tomato juice.

Most of it sounds like fantasy-novel garbage, but some things make my skin crawl with recognition. The First Blood. The Ancients. Children of the moon and stars who walked the earth before humans learned to make fire. According to one website that looks like it was made in 1995, they were the original supernatural beings. Gods, almost. They created other species as servants: werewolves to hunt, vampires to feed, witches to work magic. But something went wrong. The servants rebelled. The Ancients disappeared, leaving only their mixed-blood descendants scattered across the world. Descendants like me. I'm reading about ancient rituals when someone knocks on my door.

She could not comprehend any single thing. “Lycans are a kind of a supernatural species, like werewolves, vampires, dragons…I think, and they are considered as one of the most powerful species,” Miguel explained to Anisia, seeing that look of complete shock and befuddling. He had read about fantasy and supernatural creatures and species, so he had some knowledge about it. Anisia trailed her eyes at him, bewildered, who had no idea or knowledge about any such thing. “But aren't they supposed to just exist in books and movies? Is this even real?” Anisia asked Miguel, who had never believed in any such kind of supernatural things like magic, ghosts, vampires etc.

“He was pretty fucking ugly, but the fucker lost the game entirely. There are at least thousands of different supernatural species documented, so there are many that are still undocumented. There’s no telling how many there are out there. Some of our main groups include Celestials like angels, gods, and demi-gods. Then there are Demons. Those bastards have many fucking variations because they often breed with other species in order to make powerful hybrids. The Zeltenea was one such hybrid. We have shifters which have two forms being the human and whatever the other form is. There are roughly forty-five different variations that are documented.” He opened a folder on the table and handed me

It still doesn’t make sense because everything is blurry and we can’t identify why they are asking for our help. “I had a dream about mermaids, too. They were also asking me for my help, to stop the war between them and the fairies,” I mumbled. There’s no reason for me not to share this because I needed to tell everything to him now, especially since I will need him to help to find the information about the other creatures in the Academy. “It doesn’t make sense because she isn’t telling me the reason they chose me to ask for my help. We don’t have enough power to stop the fairies, since they are much more powerful than the wizards because they have unlimited mana,” I said.

she explained, still flipping through pages. A triumphant smile curved her lips upwards when she found what she had been looking for. A holographic image was pushed up with the help of her magic. It was a diagram that depicted a creature that was clearly made up of different species. “This is creature has no name, but it’s created from different species. This one has the magic of a siren, the strength of a Baslayer, as well as the intelligence and magic of a Celestial. Baslayers are a subspecies of serpent-shifters. That’s what makes this one so dangerous. There’s a species that is far more powerful than any seer.”

he said. “Uhm, Lord Stephan…” He paused and looked at me. “Uhm….” He looked seriously hurt and I could also feel a deep anger brewing underneath. Was now the right time to tell him to go see his father? I decided against it, “Nothing… let’s go.” At the library we went through book after book on different illnesses, plagues and then we even went to mythological creatures. If a huge black serpent was responsible for the plague, it stood to reason that another creature could be responsible for this new attack.

"If you won't tell me what he is, then why bring it up?" "One because you are still angry with me. Two because there are other kinds of creatures that we might come into contact with but trust me, I will protect you. Nothing will happen to you." God! Right now, my fingers are combing my hair in frustration. There are other creatures? "What other creatures could there be?" "Aside from Dragons, there are vampires, werewolves, mages, and zombies. Vampires, werewolves, and mages exude a lot of population and blend so well among the human race. Zombies are rare but Dragons are few.

I saw it going up, my refuge, in a haze I lost it all, I lost it in an inferno, ablaze." "What do you think?" Aelanor looks at her companions. "It has to be some kind of bird, wings, plumage, feathers," Saayan offered. "Thunderbirds, Griffin, Adarna, there are so many." "Those are mythical creatures, Princess Saayan, they don't exist." Aelanor said. "They do, indeed, Princess," Pylaieus broke in. "What is myth in the human world is history in our world."

"You did not just—okay, you weren't born in Luminozenko, so you don't know about this. It is an insult to call our Gods like Earth animals. In fact, we do not call magical creatures in our world animals but Magical Creatures. Hear me? Magical. Creatures. The word animal is for insults, okay?" I just nodded and let her continue her sermon. "And we call our Gods the Greater Arkamis. Yes, Faenice have wings, Levio and Lupos have ears and tails, and Sierpenti have a tail, fins, and gills—" "Hold on, fins and gills?!" I exclaimed. "Isn't he a Dragon? Isn't he supposed to have wings as well? Like, like the Manticore! The leathery wings! " Morris attempted to throw a crumpled cupcake paper cup from