Supernatural Golem Novels & Stories

What Edward had observed over those few minutes in the basement left me speechless. First of all, now he’d gotten a closer look at it, he agreed it was no demon from hell. In his supernatural eyes, it had a humanoid shape but moved on all fours, like a grizzly, and it was about the same size. We’d confirmed it understood my words, or at least their meaning, but he couldn’t tell if it was too weak to speak, incapable of verbal communication, or just didn’t want to even try.

She carefully turned her neck to the direction of the front doors where just by the side stood a man whose silhouette bore a striking resemblance to Jaxon, one she could pick out even in the darkness of the night. He was just—older. His father, she realized. The look he gave her was dark, piercing and deliberate, freezing her in place. “Oh dear,” Naomi started again. “Are you cold? You are freezing. I will get you a jacket. Do you want one?” Upon seeing Kallista's lack of response, Naomi Hawthorne followed the direction of her gaze. “Oh for the love of God,” she muttered and then yelled out, “Cillian drop the daggers! And come on, let's go home.”

And with the golem being made of indestructible ice, it had little need for a shield or armor. The ice prongs of the trident went right through Aki’s air dome and chipped the spot on the floor where Sasha had been just moments ago. It was good Aki had pulled him out of the way. The ice that composed the golem’s body was of a blue shade, which confirmed Aki’s theory that this labyrinth guard had been patterned after the fearsome Kali, the goddess of war and destruction in the folklore of the western plains. Though the golem was made of ice from head to foot, Aki could see the distinct grooves of a breastplate, armor skirt, and arm and leg bands.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

I stared at Lucy as blood dripped from my cut hands onto the ground. Her words filled me with fear. “Gab, you don’t understand how werewolf blood works on humans,” Lucy said. “A werewolf can only use their natural healing power on the same human once in their lifetime.” She looked at Daniel before continuing. “The first time you healed him, your power fixed him and saved his life. But it also changed his body. His blood is now resistant to your healing power, so your magic will no longer work on him.”

That was immensely incredible. We just watched Belphegor’s next move to counter that spell. We thought it’s over for him because Marc’s spell swallowed his range of escape but we were all surprised when a humongous abominable creature just appeared before our eyes and blocked that massive fireball. It crushed Marc’s spell with brute force. Then, in just a click of seconds, the spell vaporized into thin air. My jaw dropped as my eyes widened out of strong astonishment. That behemoth creature— is that also product of Belphegor’s illusion also using the umbra stone? I turned my gaze around and was surprised when I noticed that Belphegor is missing. Only the behemoth creature left on his standpo

And on top of that, if this is a real-world, then I am in a dog shit bad luck. "Eh... Your highness, you might have forgotten that you slept with the Elmahnean princess, Filuna? You should be aware that being the only goblin in this whole world, who almost looks like all of us, puts you into everyone's target." Avery had become frightened seeing the young man's mischievous smirk and careless behavior. Elves were already pale-skinned creatures, but he became paler from the fright.

Amelia explains and somehow the fact that she answers something I have not asked out loud yet again doesn't surprise me. "Unfortunately that demon is real." Cassandra snickers but we all ignore her. "Wait if it wasn't a dream why is my head all better?" I ask because the fact that my head which was bleeding earlier is now as good as new is quite unnatural. "We can heal anything, part of our gift. Do you believe us now?" Amelia's voice is pleading with me to believe what they are saying but I can't. It's just not believable. I might be gullible but I'm not stupid. What kind of an idiot do they think I am? I have my issues buy idiocy is not one of them.

But Kinetic excelled faster than she could reach him, powerless to stop the ill tempered speedster. Kinetic raised across the land scape geared toward the back of the base. Just as he reached half way through, a burst of red energy knocked him to the ground. “What the hell?,” Kinetic complain picking himself.” Out of now here, a purple mist erupted taking the form of two reapers mantis and what looked like a eight foot humanoid golem, wielding a massive split blade crescent word with a laser barrel on the side. The golem had spiked visor covering its eyes and hunched over with its bolky phyec directly infront of Kinetic.

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.