Shark Humanoid Mga Nobela at Kwento

Something about the shape of his head and the hunch of his back. ‘Help me. Please. HELP ME!’ He screamed and suddenly jumped out of the darkness and into the light as he tackled and pinned me to the ground. As soon as I saw him - it - clearly, I let out a scream. It wasn’t human at all. It was a shark with a body of a human. Its beady eyes stared me in the eyes as it continued to scream a lot and animal-like sound. ‘I TRUSTED THEM. THE TRAITORS!’ It yelled. Its mouth opening wide and close enough to my face that I feared that I was about to lose my head. Literally.

Melnyk, Richard and Zafira had tirelessly struggled to come up with a plan to finish the humans. They hoped and prayed that the humans will be confident enough to come out and fight them in the open field, but unfortunately, their wish never saw the light of the day. They had situated spies almost everywhere in the kingdom of Helores, they had planned almost everything diligently, from provoking the humans by killing their species down to provoking them with a letter requesting for them to leave the city of Helores as they threatened the humans with war.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

"Our ancestors, fearing the greed of the werewolves, secretly researched a potion that could give them the power to fight against werewolves in a short period. It was our only way to level the playing field." He and Jake held their silver guns, the very weapons that had been developed to combat creatures like me. I couldn't deny that their motivations were driven by a desire to protect their kind, to prevent the past from repeating itself. But I couldn't back down now, not when Sophia's safety was at stake. I had to protect her, no matter the cost. "You can't blame me for the actions of the past," I said, my voice firm. "I am the Alpha of the Shadow City, and I have never harmed humans. We c

At the tip of the harpoon held in his firm hand, a heavy black sea bream—as thick as a grown man's forearm—was thrashing, its belly impaled. Not only that, but with ruthless grip strength, the man had torn away wild abalones hiding deep in the rocky crevices and colossal clams the size of an adult's palm, filling the net tied to his waist to the brim. "Aaaah..." Watching the towering man striding out onto the silver sand, dripping with seawater. Sighs as if their souls had been stolen burst simultaneously from the parted lips of In-hwa and In-young. The man's body, absorbing the fierce daylight sun entirely, was truly the sculpture of a Yaksha carved roughly from primeval obsidian, rather th

"It's literally sucking the warmth out of the world." "And look who is holding the leash," I said, my deep sight locking onto the massive shadow hovering directly above the parasitic node. It wasn't a Leviathan. It was too perfectly formed, too humanoid. Hovering in the crushing black water was a figure roughly the size of Torin's hybrid form—eight feet tall. But it wasn't made of shifting water or jagged rock. It was clad in a sleek, seamless suit of armor made from the translucent, indestructible shells of deep-sea crustaceans and pitch-black abyssal pearl.

Right before he ate both of them. The Human started heading in deeper. A little slower than A.C. would have liked, but it was progress—to both a gargantuan meal and one hell of a reputation. He didn’t know the last time a shark had gotten a Mer. “You really know where Angel is?” Heh. He’d hooked the little sucker. “You betcha.” And then the sucker stopped. Two more feet, and his two feet would be A.C.’s. “I dunno.” Gods save him from creatures with a brain—which would be why he put up with Abby. What that shark could do with only two brain cells…

Although it is difficult to conquer all evil people, he is ready to associate with people who want to destroy it. "What's happening?" Hunter asked as the boat they were on suddenly moved. Even Andrius who was in the other boat felt the movement under the water. Its impact was so strong that it seemed as if anyone meant to move the boats where they are now. The boat they were on was large and unusual, so it could not be moved by mere humans. "Don't tell me there's a shark in this area? Even though I am curious about how they look up close, I don't want them to just eat me." Vanessa said while looking at the water.

His tail is resting in the water, and scales are even on his elbows. Every inch of Hayden's being screams danger. His shoulders are broad, massive, and strong, and his teeth are pointed like ones belonging to a shark. He is roped in dense muscles with a fishtail covered in sharp scales to cut into his prey. No matter how much I squint, I can't change the fact that Hayden isn't a human, but I no longer care.

"Nothing—I can't swim. I can't…." He sensed her confusion, and Stralath wondered for the hundredth time—did they have the wrong target? From what the NIRL knew, the fisheri species were masters at camouflage and took shapeshifting to another level. Capable of disappearing into complex terrain or taking on the form of any species in the universe meant that Stralath was at a disadvantage. His kind—the Nukharang—had excellent shapeshifting abilities, which took years of training and needed technological assistance. An implanted device in his shoulder allowed for shape adaption—his current human form.