Slime Language 2 Cover Novels & Stories

I was a daughter of the Starfire Alphas, and even though I’d stayed out of politics to be a healer, I had friends everywhere. Kaius showed up late. He looked like he’d just rolled out of bed—he didn't even notice the lipstick on his collar or the hickey on his neck. People were whispering, looking at him with pure disgust. His mate had just cheated death and lost a child, and here he was, flaunting his mistress. Lucy didn't hold back. She slapped him right across the face. "You piece of trash! Your mate almost died, you lost your son, and you’re out here acting like a dog in heat? You’re a disgrace to the Silver Moon name!"

Bima cursed. They reached the narrow gap and hid behind it. From there, they could see all the chaos unfolding. The Zombie Food Vlogger BOSS was being swarmed by Twitchers, fighting desperately to keep recording. The Lurker Slime emerged from the darkness, its eyes glowing red, seeing the Vlogger BOSS as a new threat. The monster lunged at the Vlogger BOSS mercilessly. WHAM! HIIISSSSSSS! The Vlogger BOSS was struck by the coiling body of the Lurker Slime, his freezer dented.

Nancy had them open their books; on the page to the left was the picture of the different colored slimes, with information written on the bottom. "Another thing to know about slimes is that they can regenerate their body back to normal shape as long as one of their cells remain, so slimes cannot truly die unless you break their core. By collecting their core, one can use them to gain an endless supply of the slime liquid to use in potions. Slimes are very protective of its core, which functions as its heart, and would do its utmost to protect it," explained Ms. Nancy.

The rest were falling victim to the slime one by one, and all with rather hideous results. Sia tried to dodge another attack, but the seven inch heels which she had obviously bought under Type influence slid through some of the residue slime causing him to land heavily on his butt right in middle of puddle of slime. “I just wanted some sushi,” he whined. Ray neatly blust through one of the slime men's. “How about some slug sashimi?” he called out. Sia face took on an unflattering shade of green.

Here, too, the walls were open to the night, letting the softest of breezes into the expansive suite. Addison couldn’t seem to breathe deeply enough to take it all in. And again, still, all she wanted to do was dissolve into the tears she knew were waiting for her and cry herself dry. Cry until she couldn’t feel this anymore, whatever this was… Andrey and the dark and that touch, imprinted on her skin. Claiming her. With a smile, Frederic showed her the glass floor hidden away beneath a rug in the sitting area. “In the day,” he promised, “you will see many fish. Even turtles.”