Teenage Kraken Book の小説・ストーリー

I have yet to avenge the brutal death of Banyan and his mate. “Go now. See the truth with your own eyes.” The squid started swimming away when I realize I still have one question left. “Who are you?” “I am the Kraken!” And he disappeared into the darkness. Whatever that means, what matter was that I was going back up with my mate, Allyssa Lausanne, the one truly destined for me. I looked at her and she glared back, resentment visible in those beautiful twinkling eyes. She turned away, swim upwards without a second glance back to the bewildered Takif.

A massive, white eye opened beneath the waves. "Row!" Aradaa screamed. "I'm rowing!" The boat tipped. A tentacle, thick as a tree trunk and covered in black suckers, rose out of the sea. "The Kraken," Kaelor whispered. "She said she couldn't cross!" "She’s not crossing. She’s calling." The tentacle slammed down. The skiff shattered. Aradaa went under. He felt Kaelor’s hand slip away. Darkness. He felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

Hi all, Just a quick note to apologise for the delay in updates. I have been working on other material that hasn't taken me away from this book. I am currently working on more chapters to go up this week with the view to have it finished this month. Also, I wanted to say that this will be my last book on GN, while I continue my venture elsewhere. You'll be able to find me on various SM pl@forms so make sure you come check in on the latest :)

"I fell first, Nia. Two years past—your TED talk. 'Crisis as Catalyst.' Dissected corporate lies like a surgeon and hacked your life that night. Runs mapped, strategies stolen, Darius's files unearthed. Obsessed. Dangerous minds recognize their match." World tilted jet-rocking, confession landing gut-punch. Stalked. Two years. My knee snapped up light precision—not to maim, but warn—grazing his groin velvet threat. He laughed, low, grinding stones, pain twisting pleasure, obsidian flaring volcanic. "Fight, crisis queen."

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.

She looks me over one last time before walking off, and I grind my teeth together in aggravation. Every time I bring up my major, I get the same looks. People just assume I am a wolfbagger, but I'm not. I genuinely find supernatural history interesting. I am not studying werewolves, so I can trick a werewolf into giving me long life or mating with me. I like learning about all of them, dragons, sirens, and fairies I sigh as I collect my pile of books. I already paid my tab on the cafe's app, so there is no need to call my disgusted waitress back over. I pull my jacket on and pick up my loaded book bag.

The air crackled with tension, the scent of ozone thick in the air. Mason Allen, a scrawny, freckled boy of sixteen, struggled to breathe, his face turning a sickly shade of purple. The monstrous hand, a tapestry of dark scales and sharp claws, tightened around his throat, cutting off his air supply. His eyes, wide with terror, met the crimson gaze of Ste-phen Draven, a creature of nightmare, a being of raw power and untamed fury.

Hashmuk whisphered against his ears, licking his earlobes. "Hashmuk, I have something to do." He tried to wriggle himself free from his grip when he recalled that him and his friends had agreed to meet at the palace’s library to dig deeper into the magic books they had carried along with them. "What do you want to do? Can’t it wait?" He asked, trailing kisses down his body. He wasn’t given time to respond because the next minute Hashmuk captured his lips for an itense deep kiss. Kelvin smiled through the kiss, closed his eyes and gripped Hashmuk’s hair. With one swap, he turned him so that he would be on top and captured his lips, pulled him against him for another heated kiss.

Wilbur and Charlie almost arrived at the docks at the same time. Hans arrived later and stood next to them. He looked at the sea monster with utter shock. He had lived in that area his whole life, so he could not believe that there was such a terrifying creature in the sea. Wilbur frowned and looked at the sea monster. He asked, "What is that thing that looks like an octopus?" "Sir, that's the legendary sea monster, the Kraken. It lived here for more than ten thousand years, and it's just as good as me. I fought it for years in the deep sea. I didn't expect it to come ashore," replied Charlie while frowning.

the boy asks. I try to get up but the boy pushes me down. "Don't get up too fast," he says. "Take some time to rest." I shake my head and point at the water. The thing that tries to pull me in finally emerges from beneath the water. Water splashes everywhere as a massive animal with a long black body and white armor rises, it swings its dozen tentacles around. "A giant crustacle," the boy says, standing up. "Hunt by hiding in the water until a prey stops for a drink. Honey, keep him safe while I deal with the crustacle."