Sith Species Novels & Stories

He pauses and sighs. “Then?” Charlotte pushes him to answer. “Then, around some eighty years back, a myth started circulating. Now, I don’t know anymore if it’s a myth or not..but… the myth was that a new species has been found. A human that could turn into any supernatural species. There was no proof that such a species existed, or if there was one it never came to light, but the council members of the Supernaturals Committee believed it to be true. So, instead of finding a new name for the species, they termed it as ‘therian’ since it wasn’t in use anymore. So, now, the term ‘therians’ means someone who can turn into any supernatural species.” Daniel finishes with a sigh.

Not that it mattered much, since none of the species encountered up to that point had a navy that could challenge his. Androlopus have the Thraki equivalent of a sigh. If this was an improvement over roaming the stars, the advantage was lost on him. All, well, annoying though they were, there was some comfort in knowing that most, if not all, of the factious aliens would be eliminated by the Shem.

While they had come across some of them, he never once mentioned the Drogar. Or Godeater for that matter. With a hoarse voice and dry throat, the Admiral replied. “A brutal, warlike species. Their entire civilization is based on warfare, death, destruction. They’re bipedal monsters with incredible intelligence and cunning.” “So, just like humans, then?” Eva asked. As per orders, she had fallen back and slid up alongside the Admiral’s frigate. And now that she wasn’t immediately in the line of fire, she felt free to interject.

Then Thane remembered what Athanasia said about Elisia's relationship with their siblings. "Your sister said none of your siblings will side with you after what you did to them. Was that including Sura?" Elisia nodded again. "Sura hates me so much. It was my fault he was imprisoned." From what Thane recalled, when the case of missing and murdered Terrans were reported, Sura was the first mythical creature seen in Terra. He was called the soul-eating demon because he killed and eat his victims.

He subtly glanced at his brother, sister, and cousins. Sly leaned on one of his feet, hugging Blue closely. “They… didn’t have a childhood.” “Pardon?” Aidan was shocked by the sudden solemn voice. Sly gladly repeated it, though. “They… didn’t have a childhood. Every single one of them. Including Shadow.” “Are they… the same as Shadow?” His orbs dilated. “Most of SO’s upper rank is the same as Shadow. In SQE, except the Mandrill Monkey, all of them are the same as Shadow.”

Valerius let out a soft, echoing chuckle that made the hair on my arms stand straight up. "Fated mate?" Valerius mocked, his black eyes swirling with dark amusement. "Silas, you are thinking like a common mutt. You are letting your pathetic, localized biology cloud your vision. The White Wolf was not born to rule a single fortress in the snow. She was born to be the mother of a new species." Valerius swept his arms out wide, gesturing to the tens of thousands of kneeling, toxic-green-eyed corpses blanketing the valley behind him.

I asked, jumping out to check on her. “Yes, I am,” she said, to my complete surprise. “The water doesn’t burn us.” “But you are not a Valenor... I’m confused.” “The Valenor clan are not the only descendants of dragon-borns. My family, the Sithros, also have the same features. That’s why I married your father. That’s why you can’t be with Cassian, as perfect as he is.” “Why didn’t you tell me all of this earlier?” I asked with a frown.

“Me can tell Nim to go look for it.” “No need, I will go.” I sighed, increasing my pace even more. “We have no idea if the human will be aggressive or how strong she is. It is better that a Galdrian goes after her.” The Farnders are a species that are fairly weak and fragile. They are not built to hold themselves in combat as they are actually one of the few intelligent species that are completely vegetarian, meaning they are not predators but prey. Out of the intelligent species known to The Intergalactic Committee there are only three that are classed as prey.

That arrogant and smirky tone. "Give. Answer... *Thud!" "Ouch..." Softly bonking her head feels good. I should do it more often! And.. back to the topic. "So uhh... Homo Sapiens, Homo Fito, and Homo Bavos." "That's it?" "Wait! I'm intelligent, you know!" "Miles would like to speak, and he says you're an idi-!" "To explain it to your level, Homo Fito, also known as elves, are humans with advanced enhancements. Homo Sapiens, also known as man, are humans with advanced intelligence. Lastly, Homo Bavos, also known as dwarfs, are humans with advanced physical abilities."

Tuviel gushed proudly, “What race is next?” The girl thought for a moment, “The Sirens.” “Good, and what do we know about them?” Her mother asked smoothly, impatiently taping her finger against the edge of the table. “The sirens are a people with great power and magic that can manipulate all races, it is said that they eat their prey raw. They are known to live in great cities called Enat under the ocean although no one can get close enough to record their actions and come back alive.” The half-breed quoted, wasting no time as she moved onto the next race. “Men are the harshest of races and they populate most of the realm, their numbers growing each year. They mostly destroy and enslave othe