Spider Totem Novels & Stories

"My grandmother... she wasn't a witch, but she was a hell of an herbalist. She knew the old theories. She used to tell me that dark magic like that—mutilation magic—it needs a physical bind. A connection. It’s like a lead on a dog. You can’t just cast the spell and walk away; the energy has to live somewhere." I watched her, fascinated despite the horror. "A Totem?" "Exactly," Yvara said, pointing a finger at me. "The psychology behind it is simple: the caster needs to feel the weight of the spell. It needs to be something they can touch, something they can protect. If the Totem is destroyed or taken, the binder snaps. The face falls off." Fenris leaned back, his chair creaking. "So we find

she asked, not wanting to believe it was possible, but she didn’t see any alternative either, what with the dragon being gone and having not taken off from the mountain behind him. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” he said, folding his arms across his muscular chest again. “I’m Slate Everclaw. I come from a long line of shifter dragons. We used to occupy the land where your kingdom and the other eleven are now located, before we were robbed of our most precious treasure, one that allowed my people to withstand the human threats that were slowly encroaching on our lands. Without the gem, my kind cannot transform without the moon in the sky. So… we were forced to take to the mountains. We

He concluded. When they passed these 10 totems it lit up! "Tit!" ~New mission~ 1. Defeat the Soul Sentinels Reward: 10 IP Time Limit: None Punishment: 1 item from the host will be taken. "This..." Luis Park didn't know this! He doesn't know what kind of soul is these totems! "Nayna? Do you trust me?" He asked. Then he recalled something. Something so familiar about this scene. "Suzy!"

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

At that moment, a towering iron-armored spider over six meters tall crashed through the gate, appearing before everyone's eyes. Its eight metallic limbs pierced the ground like sharp spears. Mounted on its abdomen was an oversized crossbow, glowing red-hot from its previous barrage, exuding terrifying energy.

She peaked at what she had done. There was a huge gash in the dark earth with singed leaves and grass encircling it. The doppelgänger was nowhere to be found but she knew she had struck it. She heard a faint sighing sound. She looked around. There was a small totem in the singed crack. She fished it out of the soil and dusted it off using the skirt of her dress. She doubted she could be any worse for wear than she was already so it did not matter. She held the totem nearer to her eyes in a stream of fading light coming through the canopy of leaves above. It was made of smooth white stone and carved to look like an eye with an amethyst for the iris. The purple jewel iris sparkled in the dim l

“I must confess, Mr. Roche. I might’ve left you if the Blood Eagles catch you. Or worse.” “I understand.” Zeki couldn’t afford to get recalled, knowing that he would return to Earth as an Ottoman slave. “Wait a minute, you were with me during that time I was underwater, were you?” He nodded. “I learned from a newcomer years ago that some spiders use bubbles in order to breathe underwater.” “You can do that?” I imagined him wearing a bubble helmet in his spider form as he clung to my hair while diving. It seemed amusing when I thought about it.

That was why each spider had its own web. But these spiders were genetically engineered. Who knew what else had been added to them? This would make phase one difficult for every team. If Legendary Trinity were easy, there would be no point in calling it a survival game. “How many spiders are around the main nest?” Fredrick asked. “Not sure. Two dozen. Maybe three. I’m not worried about the small ones, but the broodmother.” Damian exhaled. “Have you ever felt your skin crawl just from looking at something?”

she replied with a hint of sadistic amusement. "Ah, yes, the fear of spiders," the man acknowledged with a chilling smile that could haunt one's nightmares. "This particular breed is known as Latrodectus mactans, commonly referred to as the black widow," he explained, referring to the spiders within the case. With calculated precision, he delicately placed one upon Mr. Woods's bare chest, having previously removed his shirt.

Sandra: It was amazing! The two beings trapped in that egg thing were gods! I mean, Leviathan and Behemoth! I always imaged them differently but, this was amazing to see up close and in person! Of course, things only escalated really quickly. A humongous spider suddenly lands on the floating orb. It violently shook as the spider clung on. I’ve seen plenty of spiders in my days, but this thing was going to give me nightmares for the rest of my life!