Siluman Novels & Stories

I took a sip of my drink and replied, "It's water," trying to maintain my facade. Triston seemed puzzled by my response, but I didn't bother explaining further. ----------------------------------- Some time had passed by, as I was ignoring the man at my side. He was going on about something- probably the fact that I’ve had four more what he believed to be waters and have finally begun to feel numb at his words. Music began playing in the ballroom again, and I felt like dancing. I was handed one more drink that I happily took.

Butcher grunted, smirking at his weapons. “Bloob . . . good luck . . . bloob . . . breaking down a door made from xylnaziom.” “Zina-what?” Butcher contorted his face in confusion. “It’s a rare metal alloy used to excavate potent materials from the earth’s core.” Lydia said, her eyes fixed on the glowing panel of her device, her fingers tapping vigorously on it.

he gasped. The others nodded. They had asked the bloom to remember pain. And the bloom had amplified it. Siran knelt near the bloom’s edge, carving a word into a smooth stone: Lereth. No spiral answered her. No pulse came from the bloom. Instead, the stone began to tremble. Then crack. Then speak. “Why did you bring me back?” Siran dropped the stone. Its voice continued—not from the object, but from the crack left behind. “I was quiet. I was buried. I was sealed in purpose. And now…”

He breathes next to my ear. I can smell the hot metal from here. The next minute I feel it searing pain on my skin by my lower back. I wail from the pain and my breath is gone. I see white. He then throws silver powder on my wound to prevent it from closing and healing. I scream louder it burns like hell, he just laughs at me. If it ever heals there will be a scar. I throw up from the pain and my tears are flowing down my face.

But he wasn't flesh and blood. He was inside something. It looked like a geode. A rough, jagged shell of semi-translucent material encased him completely. It was blue-black, faceted like obsidian, but glowing from within. "What is that?" Kai asked, keeping his distance. "Star-glass," Silas breathed, kneeling beside the formation. "The intense heat... it melted the silica in the concrete. It melted the carbon in the air. It fused with his own energy field." He touched the surface with a gloved hand.

I leaned closer to his face. “I don’t think you have any idea what I am human and my kind does not stay around to entertain humans, we suck their souls, especially the likes of you with a black soul, I am tempted to ruin you completely,” I responded, letting my eyes lose their color and in the pace of gold was red, my demon form showcasing. He didn’t flinch and I didn’t expect him to.

Though he couldn’t hear a living being in miles radius. The mortification of feeling the vibration of his voice made her squirm. “Let go, Sire! I don’t like it!” She whisper-yelled but he just smirked with his one hand on her ass and the other patting her thigh. “The walls and flooring is made of Silver Stone,” She stilled at once. “It slowly depletes Beasts of strength when they come in contact with it often, the effect on humans may be faster.” Laylin bit her lip.

Or Sinclair. Holy shit.

His hair and beard are almost white, with visible streaks of gray, and along with his crumpled and stained lab coat, they all seemed to have been unattended for a long while now. "It's an artificial spirit prototype made by yours truly, the great Professor-Inventor Zen Xiu, 'cha know?," the professor said with a sly smirk on his face. The young student was amazed and filled with awe, his eyes wide with interest, but was instantly replaced by ripples of worry, leaving his face creased with apprehension. "You're creating something that will most likely provoke some of the Elder Council again...," the young man replied with a worried look on his face.

Soft duty. Shin was still crying. Even his sobs grew louder. Maybe Mrs. Duty is now wet from Shin's tears. "I have no one in this world. I have nothing in this world. I have no people who love me. Everyone hates me. I'm just a loser who should have chosen suicide. Well, I should have died. So now let me die!" ***