Terror Crocodile Novels & Stories

Aiden who was engrossed kept walking in as his body began to disappear bit by bit into the sea remaining his head. "Aiden!" Tara called out as she sprang to her feet. Aiden could see an incoming creature swimming at him, it looked like a human and it was fast. "Sarah." He whispered stupidity but when it was close he realized he just stepped into a trap. It was a crocodile. It swam toward him with full speed but Aiden was faster to grabbed it with his hands as his claws sprang out almost immediately. Another one grab his leg and he fell into the sea.

Just then Eric came in and Adrian ran to him "Uncle, uncle" "Hey little man, why is your nose wriggled" "Adriana made grandpa get her toys and left me alone without any" "Hm what did you do to your twin sister" Eric knew Adrian was always the mischievous one amongst them "I just took her toys away from her so she could look for them.. She then reported me to grandpa" Adrian said pouting "Alright little man, I'll get you some more toys" Eric said

"Let's go say hello." They walked into the main square. The chatter died down instantly. A hundred pairs of eyes locked onto them. A hundred hands drifted towards holsters. "Jack Sterling," a voice rasped. A massive man stepped out from a stall selling dried lizards. He was at least seven feet tall, with skin like tanned leather and teeth filed into points. He held a machete the size of a surfboard. "The Crocodile," Finch whispered into the comms earpiece. "Infamous tracker from the Nile Delta. He eats his targets."

They were back in Kansas City now, and even three days later, Cadence could still feel the rats crawling on her skin, despite dozens long, hot showers, and several apologies from her betrothed, none of which made it seem as if he was actually more sorry than amused. “What is it though?” Jamie asked, sitting next to Christian in the conference room where the team had gathered to go over recent missions. There’d been so many lately, these fly-by raids, as Aaron often referred to them, it was impossible to stop after each one and go over everything that had transpired. Since the retired Guardians from Roatan had come up to help, the Kansas City team had been dispatching groups across the countr

This made the crocodile to recoil, but it seemed stronger than I anticipated. As the crocodile recoiled, I took advantage of the momentary distraction to strike again. I swiped my claws at its face, aiming for its eyes, nose, and mouth. The crocodile thrashed about, its powerful tail swishing back and forth, sending water splashing everywhere. I gritted my teeth, my eyes blazing with fury as I continued to strike at the beast. My claws ripped through its scaly skin, causing it to bleed profusely. But despite its injuries, the crocodile refused to let go of my arm.

“Are you ready to meet your maker?” Without lifting her head, Nancy said, “You’re forgetting something.” Then she rolled over, and just as she was about to shoot him in the face with a blast of ice-cold water, she saw something moving among the lotus leaves. It was a crocodile. When Paul saw the Terror in Nancy’s eyes, he jabbed her in the side with the pole and demanded to know what the problem was. “It’s a c-c-c-crocodile...” Nancy stammered.

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.

There was no problem with the teleportation, the inheritance ground didn't link them to the Elbas family. When they opened their eyes, they were in a green plain full of rivers and more than three hundred pairs of eyes with vertical pupils were fixed in their direction. Lucinda immediately recognized the owners of those eyes. "River crocodiles!" She shouted, reviewing their characteristics in her head. 'They have a strong bite and a scaled body that offers a good defense. They can use fresh water to heal their injuries. In this environment and with their number, we are at a total disadvantage.' There were more than three hundred beasts in front of them, all in the third rank.

Just enough to draw attention. Its thick tail flicked once. Powerful. Controlled. Then it turned, following the trail straight towards me. “Oh my God, Miles! Tariq is in the water! The crocodile will eat him alive! Do something!” the woman screamed, her face frozen in terror. “Jeff, Joe—get over here!” Miles barked at his two bodyguards. “Throw him the lifebuoy!” he shouted, drawing his gun. His entire life insurance with his employers was about to go up in smoke—and drown.