The Record Of Unusual Creatures Novels & Stories

Some look like medical devices to cure and tame a variety of ailments, and others that are so bizarre my mind is unable to categorize what it's looking at. "I can see you are confused about this place," Jude smiles from across the room. "Your mother wasn't just a scientist, she came from a long and proud line of experimental practitioners looking into the mysteries of this world. Research that others would easily disregard." He brings me one of the books but when he sees the expression on my face, he stops several feet back. "This journal was written by your grandfather. Isn't it something? It looks like he found several new species, creatures believed to not exist." He points to a very deta

, he said pointedly. Ash laughed, "What like dragons and unicorns?" he asked amused. "Exactly like dragons and unicorns", James answered, "Not just dragons and unicorns though, creatures like Sphinx, the Firebird, Kappas, The White Tiger from Japanese lore, the Giant Turtle, The Chinese Zodiac animals, Fenrir, Cthulhu, The Kraken, etc." he listed and then continued, "It's not just creatures of the Old Ones, but gods and goddesses of the world, plants, trees like Yggdrasil", he informed them, "An Ascendant through meditation, meets the one that has chosen them, in this meditative state, these creatures guide you to who you will Ascend and become", he informed them.

I replied while glancing at the papers as well. "Well," he said with a smile. "This stuff is actually pretty amazing. It's like a criminal database, but there is some kind of magic power that can help to find the bad guys." I let out a laugh and glanced at the large screen in front of him, it was full of faces and names. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked at all the different profiles such as demons, Cambions, vampires, and even creatures I had never heard of. They were all the ones who were wanted for committing crimes.

“We don’t know yet. But whoever it is… they’ve been planning this for a long time.” I exchanged a glance with Jane before forcing myself to stand. My body still ached from my time in the coma, but I ignored it. There was no more time for recovery. No more time for hesitation. “We need to gather the packs,” I said. “Now.” Raymond nodded. “Selene is already working on it. But there’s more.” I stiffened. “More?” Raymond exhaled sharply. “There have been sightings. Strange creatures, things we’ve never seen before. They don’t belong to the Abyss, but they’re… unnatural. And they’re hunting wolves.”

"Read the last caption." "It is the opinion of this Observer that all these creatures are from the metaphysical realm. They are both similar and dissimilar from their natural-born counterparts. This Observer has been unable to procure a living sample of any subject found within these pages. All obtained subjects were frozen in mid-shift: part man/part beast. Until living subjects can be located, all further study would be speculative instead of concrete. This Observer is uninterested in speculative discovery," Kiema read it aloud. "Was this the last entry in the book?" she asked.

Rather than calling them ranks, they could be considered separate entities, different from those in stories and myths. Now that I have explained the most basic thing about these creatures from the stories, let us go back to the story of a boy in high school, who was different from normal kids of his age. Usually, the Cast awaken at the age of 10, but this boy was different. He could see lingering regrets, spirits and even come across ‘Yokai’, so everyone feared him. “Hey, it’s him, right?” “Yeah… Don’t look him in the eye. You’ll get cursed.”

“I found that by the doorway the next morning. It belonged to one of them.” Jasmyne picked up the claw and held it toward the ceiling light. It was as long as her finger and extremely sharp. “Aurora, this could have belonged to any predator on the plain. A wild cat, a juvenile bear, anything...” “No Jasmyne, you’re wrong. I also have research. Reports of people seeing strange creatures, and news stories of mass killings just like what happened in our village. They were in other countries, but - “Aurora, people claim to see things like UFOs and Bigfoot all the time, but you and I both know that’s not true. And of course, there are killings on the news. Humanity has lost its mind. That doesn’t

But another part of me still couldn’t relax. What if she was pretending? What if she knew exactly what she was and was only hiding it from everyone? I quietly watched her as she moved around the room casually, dropping her bag on the chair like she always did. She looked normal. Too normal. If I hadn’t read that diary a few minutes ago, I would never have suspected anything. But now everything felt different. Creatures like her were rare. Very rare. I remembered the stories from the past. Long before our time, creatures like that were hunted and killed immediately. Not because they were evil, but because they were too powerful.

But the deeper I dug, the stranger things became. Incident reports that disappeared from official records. Students who exhibited impossible abilities during moments of stress. Surveillance footage that mysteriously corrupted whenever something unexplainable happened. And always, always, references to something called the Council of Supernatural Affairs. At first, I thought it was a conspiracy theory. Some elaborate hoax cooked up by bored students with too much time and creativity. Then Victoria Sterling's harassment campaign had exploded, and I'd seen the files that Professor Ronan Thorne leaked. Files that mentioned supernatural creatures, extraction protocols, and experiments on students

"I found in the box of stuff she had when we were moving, and she got really mad when I looked at what was inside. Mad enough to burn it. I saw sketches of Wolf creatures. Just like how you looked when I saw you in that form. And strange drawings of human-like Wolves with red eyes." Chills run down my spine. "The Creatures. The ones that we're trying to get rid of. We don't exactly know what they are. Did the journal say anything about them?" "No," she murmurs. "Everything was written in strange letters. Except for one line. 'For Idalene, my love.' That's it."