Slime Novels & Stories

“Pretty much, I’m sad to say. They might survive a little white as its slave, but ultimately the wight is out for blood.” “Sadly, mom means out for blood in the literal sense, not the figurative.” Sapphire added that delightfully twisted fact. “We’ll have to clean up two things at once with this one. Remember, we don’t have much to go on. What we took on was a slave of a wight who was on its last legs. Be mindful of these things because they have a poison or some type of neurotoxin. I forget the scientific name, but the slaves end up full of something they call grave sand. It’s a sandy substance that’s created inside the animated corpse as it breaks down during rot.

The look on his face has me melting "I love you too, Ber. Goodnight" A/N: Let's play a small game. Who would you kiss, hug, slap, kill or marry among Strawberry, Chocolate, Cream, Caramel, Vanilla and Doctor Sweet?

Nodding Dax smirked, “They are vermin Groban, nothing more,” Narrowing his eyes Groban nodded once, “Well I like keeping that which is mine clean, fed and with me at all times. Do you have a problem with that?” Shrugging Dax stepped back widening his eyes before turning to walk away.

All things I'd have been perfectly content never knowing. Once the strangers were completely mutilated beyond recognition, they were finally begging for death. Blake smiled more widely than I'd ever seen as he leaned closer to them, appearing almost euphoric in their misery. They confessed that they were from the Silver Moon Pack in Maine. They had formed an alliance as a promise for reinforcement in their own ongoing disputes. Luckily, Silver Moon Pack was a smaller pack and not a true threat to us. However, it wasn’t clear how many other packs may be forming alliances with the Bois Sombre Pack—it was likely they were not the only one.

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Reine moaned out loud and arched her back, lifting her hips up to receive more of the attention he was giving her pussy. Jax spread her lips again and inserted his tongue into her wet hole, pairing his rhythmic thrusts with flicks of his thumb against her clit. Reine grinded her wet pussy against his face, trying to get as much contact as she could. "Jax!" She screamed, putting her hand on his head and gyrating all over his moving tongue. "Oh my God in cumming!" Reine exclaimed, clenching her pussy walls and whimpering uncontrollably after she screamed. Jax was still lapping at her juices and he didn't stop until her shivering body relaxed.

Usha roared as he jumped to the other small slimes and attacked again with his speedy claws. The slimes were caught by surprise and was forced to back away because the scratch had managed to cut away some of their flesh. They had been in the water these couple of days, so their flesh were only a bit soft and wet. This was actually a critical condition for this kind of attack because they’re not entirely being a blob of water nor a hard stone. They’re like clay, and they couldn’t merge with each other that fast in this state. So dodging would be their best option in facing this crisis, and that is what they would do.

He pointed into the gloom. I increased the light from the globe in my hands, ready to fight, even more ready to run, but saw nothing. Then I noticed movement on the tunnel floor. It was low and flat, and gave off a green glow. It was moving slowly towards us, sliding across the ground. “What is it?” I asked. “A slime,” said Nyx. “Poisonous, probably. Once they attach themselves to you, they don’t let go. Vicious.” It looked like one of those robot vacuum cleaners, but rather than cleaning up, it left a trail of jelly in its wake. It didn’t seem particularly menacing. Slipping on the slime’s trail was probably the biggest danger;

Hearing the hesitation in Zen’s voice, Ben laughed and slapped him on the back encouragingly. “Don’t worry, these are the weaker pink slimes born from the mother slime. They don’t do heavy damage, but they can be rather cute. Don’t let your heart waver. Listen to your weapon and strike without hesitation. Pink slimes are very sensitive creatures, so you have to act quickly before their hearts break.”