The Red Ogre Who Cried Novels & Stories

I've been at it for so long, and now I'm just tired. The Goblin shrieks in a loud, high-pitched scream making my ears bleed. Its hand rises high, ready to squash me into a puddle of blood. I close my eyes, prepared for whatever lies ahead. Does this mean I give up? Why does that sound worse? A large shadow jumps over me, and I know it's Fenrir. He throws the ogre into Eldora and clamps his jaw around the Goblin entire face. Fenrir snaps his face in all directions. The sickening sounds of all its bones breaking disturbs the silence hanging over us.

she stood and walked away Caleb went to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind, she did not jerk him off, but did not speak to him either. “I love you Sophie and I always have, I want to be your husband for real this time. I promise to love you till eternity. He kissed the nape of her neck, her soft cheeks then turned her to face him. His lips met with hers, slowly at first they kissed, he slid his tongue into her mouth and a soft moan escaped her. Sophie separated the kiss and Caleb looked at her questionably. “The baby...the baby is crying.” “Our baby is crying.” Caleb corrected drawing a burst of soft laughter from both of them. THE END

Zayn growls as I stop him with my arm and shake my head. "A child who will fight against…a wyvern!" The audience cheered as a red color wyvern charged out once the gates opened. It has a steel collar around its neck and starts roaring, creating the crowd more excited. "Bring out the child!" I snapped my head at the other gate as it opened. Stepping out in rags was a little girl. Images of my previous life and Alice's flash in my mind. Seeing that little girl reminds us how our childhood wasn't as great as any other child's.

CRIMSON “Do you know the story of the bloody werewolf rogue that was killed by his alpha? Do you know about that rogue that was hated by all of his pack and all the other packs that no one wanted him at all? Are you familiar with the story, child?” an old woman asked me while giving me a serene smile on her lips.

Nightmare's wrinkled old face lit up with laughter, making his yellow teeth glowed in the dim light, "well I'm sorry to be such a disappointment but I'm not here to catch up on old times. You've attacked and hurt the young master and an elder of the Leroy Pavillion. Let me ask you this, how horrible do you think your death will be." Red mana oozed out of his body, it was a thick fog falling to his feet and spreading out on the ground. Faces appeared and disappeared inside the fog, and the stench it carried caused everyone's nose to wrinkle. The faces had no eyes or mouth, but their screams of anguish filled the room.

Her sisters shouted "Olivia, no" Out of nowhere, the red wolf came out, red flames on her fur as she surrounded Olivia, who suddenly cried out in pains. She was struck in the middle of the red flames, no way to go back or escaped from the flames. It burned her quickly, leaving nothing of Olivia. Olivia was gone. "I hope we didn't came late?" Odin voice announced her presences with the others as she went to meet her twin. They smiled at one each other before turning to face their main threats.

a familiar voice yelled in agony. “Jin?” I asked between tears shifting my eyes to the child who had been lying on the corner who I was sure was dead. He was slowly getting up as the rats which had covered some part of his body scattered off him. His lively, bright eyes had turned dull, almost like mine. “I’m sorry” I cried. “I’m so sorry, sorry” “NO!” he yelled in anger, causing the whole room to shake. I rapidly covered my ears still in tears. “I’m sorry!”

I collapse backward—but Rowen catches me just before I hit the ground. Megaera is dead. But screams still echo around us. Panic. Grief. Ma, Pop, and Rowen huddle around me, shouting to get my clothes off, to start healing. Dad stops them. “The acid won’t hurt me. I’ll get his clothes off. But two of you need to get down to the bridge. The cyclops is down, but…” He swallows. “I don’t think everyone made it.”

It didn't get up. Silence crashed down. I stood over the dead rogue, my white fur streaked with red, and my legs trembled. The world tilted. My wolf receded as fast as it had come, bones cracking back into place, fur retracting. I hit the cold stone on my hands and knees, naked, bleeding from the cuts the shift had left on my skin. The snow outside felt like needles against my bare body.

It’s time to turn around. I felt a breeze to the right side of me. I quickly moved left and turned toward my opponent at the same time. A huge club-like object slammed into the ground right where I had been sitting only moments before. I didn’t flinch when I stared at the large black eyes that were focused on me. I had never encountered an ogre before. I had however learned of how aggressive they were. They killed for food and right now it thinks I am its prey. Snot dripped from its wide nose, and saliva drained down its chin. Its skin reminded me of green olives. This thing was big. When I stand in Lycan form, I am around nine or ten feet tall. This thing was easily twelve to fourteen feet