Supernatural Lamia Novels & Stories

The lamia said candidly, “In essence, I still belong to the human race. I only gained my current appearance due to many twists and unexpected events.” Human! That word instantly eased Luna’s tension. She always had some reservations about facing the unknown and bizarre. The lamia said with a complex gaze, “In simple terms, I was parasitized by a demon snake through a special method. Then, a fusion occurred, which resulted in me taking the form of a half-human, half-snake. People call us the Lamiai clan.” A clan... That meant there were more of her! Luna felt a wave of shock at the lamia’s words.

June leaned closer to confirm her suspicions of the creature that Madison found to make sure that it was what Veronica had morphed into. “A Lamia? “June said. She read the description of the folklore. “Seriously, where did you find this book? “ “Like I told you before, I found it on the bookshelf down there,” Madison said as she continued to scroll through the pages. “Trying to find out what coach Lockwood turn into? “April G asked. “Yeah, I think I just found it,” “Well, do not keep us in suspense,” June said. “He was an aqrabuamelu. Apparently, it is a scorpion human hybrid that feeds on virgins and young women, “

He looked at her and saw that she too was nervous, too intimidated to catch the surprise in his tone. "The Fae said that the Lamia Aegeus was a creature that was once a child-eating monster that in later centuries was regarded as a type of night-haunting demon." The creatures look like a dark scaly half-snake, half-woman. They have scaly arms and red fiery eyes. The Lamia Aegeus has been ascribed serpentine qualities. In ancient legend, Lamia Aegeus was a woman of fantastic beauty until a god cursed her. Her once-glamorous visage was twisted into horrific ugliness to fit her newfound craving for children's blood, but she more or less kept a human form. She was, however, renowned for wearing

Turning them all to Nuns making all creatures we know of gone, but I cannot let Zaro have her either, if he sees her real potential she will be in even more danger. To have her leave in a new world her world where if it is correct in the prophecy that once lamia has fulfilled. She will make the sky pitch black, bringing all the unholy spirit's out taking away all the greenery leaving the decade weeds and trees to burn. Then in her doing she will unleash the monsters from the underworld to bring them back up above together they will all create army’s of ice, fire, wind, and earth to take down the god’s above and once they do, they will rule our world. After that they will use the now turned t

Lucifer is generous to those who are loyal to him. My laptop notifies me that my father’s “assistant” has emailed me at that moment. I review the files and note that there have been no uprisings or discontent in hell. There have been a few local disputes, but nothing notable stands out. The list of disappearing creatures does raise several flags, though. As I sort through the files, I note that a phantasm, a kongamato, a lamia, incubi, and many other hell creatures have gone missing. My brow furrows as I try to connect how they might connect to the two creatures I’ve fought. The one that attacked Bree had qualities similar to kongamato and a lamia. However, it looked more humanoid and could

He had no idea what Kira had done to her, paying Jack the bear and his men to break her. Even then she never broke. Never cried out. Never submitted. Lamia Langley, the delta’s daughter. Now the queen of shifters. Dire & Lycan - a descendant of the demigoddess Ashe herself. “Cut the crap, Oliver.” She sneers, showing her fangs in a motion of pure hatred. “I’m here for two reasons and two reasons only. To hear what you have to say about the Blood Alchemist Senko and make sure you die and stay dead this time.”

Sister this won't work for us let's just go Karen said from afar Thank your God my sister saved you Crystal said and wanted to leave but Lamia held her hands and she turned back I don't want to be saved by my God beauty Lamia said lowly Don't call me beauty she snapped at him Then what is your name Lamia asked Let go of me Crystal shouted at him but he chuckled Karen saw what was happening and ran to them,she fell to the ground in front of them Please let my sister go she cried Don't you dare say that again cause he can't do me anything Crystal said to Karen No stop it Crystal let's beg him to free us, I can't allow anything happen to you Karen cried Crystal, what a beautiful name that fits

Lisha’s lips curl up in a cold smile, “I carry Damian's child inside me; I have asked Tyler to act as regent until Damian and my son is old enough to rule this realm.” A muttering of different voices floats on the breeze, “Abonmation, Hybrid, Unseelie whore.” Lisha tilts her head to one side, smirking at them for a moment, then says, “All of these wolves took a blade to Damian; each carved a piece of flesh from his body. Make no mistake; if you even think about hurting someone I love again, this is what will happen to you.”

But neither of us would have ever guessed these genes would awake in our daughter, creating someone and something as powerful as she was becoming. Lycans were all but extinct. No one had seen one in many, many years. My grandfather, who was half Lycan, had a wolf form and the gene had only appeared through mine and my brother’s eyes. Otherwise, there was no other indication that we were of Lycan descent. I still wondered what this meant for Lamia. Would she possess Lycan traits? Her eyes already glow, but will she hold the strength and power of a Lycan? Or will she only possess the traits of a Dire Wolf? There were so many unanswered questions and ‘what if’s’ when it came to Lamia. We knew s

Maybe it takes a few minutes to develop. I grin and try to admire Liam, but I don’t want to say it back. Nothing feels different. I still love him, but he’s not the one. Liam is looking at me, but it isn’t a look of true love. It’s lustful and carnal. I feel a pit in my stomach as reality sets in. Liam isn’t my mate. How can this be? And how was he able to call me his mate if he’s not mine? “Zara,” a woman’s voice says in my head, “my name is Lavender. I’m your wolf and you’re in grave danger, my dear. You need to run. You need to run now. Your life depends on it.”