Series About Mythical Creatures Mga Nobela at Kwento

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

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 whispered, voice shaking. Dimitri stood behind me in the mirror, face pale. “I don’t know, Hazel. I’m as shocked as you are.” He swallowed hard. “The only creatures I know from the ancient legends that have scales are the dragon clan, the serpent clan, and the water people—the merfolk. So you’re either one of those…or something we’ve never seen before. But it’s impossible for a wolf to have this trait. It just doesn’t make sense to me.” My knees felt weak.

A few days pass after the Donnie incident at school. I don’t remember what happened, but I’m amazed that I stood up to him and fought back. The doctor told me everything that I had done. I was forced to write an apology letter to the school, Donnie and his parents. That wasn’t fun in the slightest. I sit at my desk in my room and open up my notebook. For some reason I’ve been drawing strange sketches recently of a strange creature. I don’t know what it is I’ve just drawn them. They’re quite disturbing. Especially that in my mind the creature murders children and takes their souls. It’s a bit dark…

Even with such tempting beauty, folks will still feel the hidden danger. Danger – with the sweetness that just about makes one want to be bitten. The beauty within the night, with the strength and power to leap from building to building, and therefore the fangs. supported this world's legends, it's the reality of her body. that's – an evil spirit. With leap skills approach higher than humans, folks continuously thought they'd bat-like wings. whereas discussing vampire legends, it is virtually sure it is this sort of blood-drinking animal. perhaps as a result of cracked will nothing across the night sort of a shadow, so people imagine these quiet things.

John asked as he stood up from where he’d been writing something on the floor, with chalk. “Rare, but then again rarer still are the demons and gods”, she muttered, “The common supreme beings happen to be chimeras, Kitsune, Hydras, Medusa, Kraken, a lot of nymphs and sirens, a lot of Greek mythologies if I had to be pedantic. Oh! Your homeroom teacher Mr. Edwards is a Leviathan, and his wife is a siren I think, we’ve had the first werewolf too; The Beast of Gévaudan and Fenrirs too, a Minotaur and Basilisks. I personally have known three different Basilisks”, she listed as she tried to recall the different Ascendants she’d met. “I thought if one existed, another Ascendant of the same kind co

Sullivan growls low in his throat, then clears it and looks away. Melanie sets her pencil down. "Yes, legends says that on a full, blood moon, the descendants of the first Lycanthropes can call on their ancestors in the underworld to rejoin them on earth. The pack will run together for as long as the moon is full, living and undead."

Princess Luna, the chosen moon goddess once lived on the magic realm, where the moon castle stood tall in the land of Arthdal, but she soon died sacrificing herself for her people and for the future, sealing and hiding the land especially the castle from the eyes. The land or era of all possible mystical and magical creatures, the werewolves were the protectors and peacemakers of all, led by the four mightiest Alphas to ever exist. The continent, is a magical realm where all the supernatural beings existed in between the human world and the demon realm.

Yesran walked along the shelves with wide eyes, her steps were slow, and then, not wanting to waste time, Yesran began to browse the books on the mythological shelf. Vampire. Nymph. Elves. Siren. And many more non-fiction books that tell the origin of mythological creatures from various continents. As many people know, vampires are blood-sucking predators, Elves are fairies who have extraordinary powers, and sirens are mythological creatures who guard the sea. Yesran put the book about Siren back on the shelf, then her fingers moved to the next books. Yesran's fingers stopped moving. Yesran's eyes narrowed when she saw the writing on the dark blue cover book.

I leaned down, pressing my lips against her forehead as she squeezed her eyes shut, and we stayed like that for an elongated moment until I pulled back, tucking her hair away as I smiled down at her curious self that looked up at me. "What?" She asked. "You're just so kissable. I can't hold back," "Well, please hold back. I'm tired," She mumbled, a blush threatening to creep onto her cheeks as she thought back to our heated activities that took place less than an hour ago. "Ok, so other than mermaids, what other supernatural creatures are there? I know about Sirens, since you told Sandra that time that we all found out you were a mermaid." "Everything that's in your head is probably real. My