Stampylongnose Book Novels & Stories

the young woman explained. Olivia moved forward to take a closer look at one of the books displayed inside a showcase. It was an old book and it looked soiled. The cover of the book showed several small circles, each one depicting a form of metamorphosis. One of them particularly caught her attention. It showed a humanoid creature morphing step by step into something that looked like a phoenix. “One of these books might have an answer to where the dinosaurs actually came from,” Romos joked.

Lila nuzzled her nose against the cheek of the tiny creature that she cradled in her arms. It was a surreal experience to realize that this little body came out of her own not that long ago. She studied it’s fingers, toes, and ears before coaxing his mouth open. Expecting to see fangs, she was surprised to find only tender gums. “My son looks like a normal baby,” she said with awe. “He eats like one too,” Mirabella explained as she produced a bottle and handed it to Lila. “It’s mother’s milk with a hint of vampire blood mixed in. They tried several feeding types before this and almost killed the poor little tike before they settled on this.”

He flipped open the book she had just read, which was no longer a boring and tasteless medical book, but a comic book written by Jimmy. Blake was naturally not interested in these childish things, but he continued to flip through them one by one, rubbing his fingers on the pages as if Avery's body temperature and smell were still there. When the book reached the last page, the title page was filled with a short poem: "We watch fish love birds, cats love mice, dinosaurs and frogs, princesses, and princesses, we see meteors fly past, we watch trees bloom, and I cannot wait for you to fall in love with my miracle!"

I pee a lot, and smelling and seeing things that are sensitive to my body makes me puke. "Liam, just leave the poor girl alone." Sydney stepped in and pressed those breasts of hers on Liam's arm. "Come on. The book is a room. So we are going to have loads of fun." Loads of fun, indeed. "Just give me a minute," Liam brushed Sydney off, making her pout. "Lily, are you okay?" I scoffed.

The pages are a yellowish-brown color with perfect handwriting. “So in the books are not these particular wolves, but there are others. All animals but with an upgrade.” He turns the page of one book and there is something that looks like a cat or a tiger but bigger. There’s something scribbled next to the paws I pick up the book to get a closer look. ‘Silver claws’ it says. “This cat has silver claws?” I ask and Kristy takes the book from my hands wanting to take a look herself. “Yes but that’s not all. May I?” the doctor says holding out his hand to Kristy and she hands the book back to him. He flickers through the pages and stops tapping on the book before turning it to us. We see a drawi

I say in Greek, hoping Bronx won’t understand it. The cover of the book stretches and creeks, until a bulge forms below the embossed title. The bulge grows until it looks like a closed eyelid. I take off the dragon scale glove and run my hand close to the surface, careful not to touch it. When it senses me just an inch away, the eyelid snaps open, exposing a crisp apple green eyeball. It looks around, surprised to be awakened until it lands on me and watches, waiting for instructions. “What the fuck?” Bronx lets go of my hand and backs up until his back is against the door. “Kas, tell me that’s not what I think it is. It’s some sort of replica or some shit. Tell me that’s not real.”

Amused by the term wolfman, Joseph gave a slight chuckle as he nodded. Jutting her slender hand out for him to shake, she enthusiastically said, “I’m Lila. Ingrid’s told us a good deal about you. Ben’s waiting inside. Follow me if you please.” He wasn’t sure, but if memory served him correctly, Lila was the name of the scientist’s assistant. If this was she, he was one lucky fella. After vigorously shaking his hand, she quickly turned to lead the way into the cave. Flames danced as they flitted light from candles that were sparsely positioned along the way, but he doubted the average person who wasn’t familiar with it would have been able to maneuver about without stubbing his toe on at