The Squib Novels & Stories

Grub squealed, his eyebrows shooting up as he took a step back from the large crazak. “There is room in the spiritual space for you Grub,” Dilo growled with a broad smile, patting Grub on the shoulder. “Grub is still not scared like pretty face and man chest,” Grub growled, lurching forward to free his shoulder from Dilo’s grasp, before casually patting himself down. “Like bug face said, we should go, scaredy squids should be leaving while Grub stands strong with wonky leg.”

Quill and asked, "Well then, what about you, Ms. Quill? What do you have to offer?" As everyone turned toward the young woman who had not spoken for a while, she rolled her eyes and snorted in disdain. "What are you looking at me for?" she snapped haughtily at Mobius. "I don't have any treasure that would match theirs, but don't you accept money?" Mobius simply smiled and shook her head at her, leaving Ms. Quill pursing her lips. "Then forget it." She huffed, rising to her feet. "Bloodcrane Spiritbloom? Spiritron vein? Hah! Sounds mysterious, but they all look like fancy trinkets to me…"

Stallion replied. "Okay, and what about my uncle, Gabin?" Cobra asked. "We'll work on it. One step at a time. Right now, I need your help." Stallion replied. "What do you want from me?" Cobra asked. "Alas, I need you to get rid of someone. Her name is Queen Scorpion. I want you to eliminate her tonight. I'll send her picture and all the information you need shortly." "Just one girl? Piece of cake." Cobra said.

Hello, Future Generations. My name is Saber. I’m the current Queen-to-be of the Fox Skulk (Foxes have Skulks like wolves have packs). I understand if this is a new concept to you or if you think that this book you have found can’t be real. I mean, Fox Skulk? Fox Shifters? Magic? If you’re a normal human living your mundane life, I’m sorry, but I’m about to blow the lid off everything you know.

When the moonlight starts to bathe my office’s space, my gaze is drawn to the figure that emerges from the shadows of my mind – Squall, its fur a silvery-gray that mirrors the moon's glow. His gold eyes bear an intelligence, a connection that transcends the boundaries of human speech. "Squall," my voice is a quiet rumble that resonates in the stillness. "Tonight, I’ll stand at a firm belief, a choice that will surely ripple through the threads of our pack's destiny."

Thank you all for reading my book. This is my second book on good novel and I hope you all enjoy it. 'Quagmire' is a romance novel which possesses a lot of twists, turns, complications but still enough romance to keep it interesting and thrilling. The book is an entire work of fiction and is not intended to make mockery or downgrade any kind of individual.

"A scuff mark?" She rubbed her right index finger beside the sculpture base to confirm her suspicion. Her eyes glinted as a snicker forms on her lips. "I'm good at proving people wrong and that includes myself." So she dragged the sculpture back in place and she heard a loud thud as the ground rumbled. When she looked back at the bookshelf, it was already rolling to the left side then a staircase appeared. Half of it was lit up by yellow lights while the other half was hidden in darkness. Tingling her imagination to what lies ahead, the moment she steps in. Though it was too late, she already found herself descending the stairs. That led her into another room made of wooden tiles. A decent l

Stopping in front of a crystal orb he infused it with spiritual power and sent out an echo vibration to see if he could locate Queseon but nothing came up. On the other end, a white squid swam across the ocean and ended up in the lake within Blossom Valley. He searched for the prince and found him tangled with Qykerth. Embarrassing as the situation was, he swam up to them and jumped out of the water, landing a few feet away from Queseon’s face that was in bliss. Both of them paused when they heard the unfamiliar squelch and looked at the squid before them. Queseon frowned when he recognized it and quickly picked it up and threw it back into the water.

They wanted revenge for the ones they had lost, but William knew he could be better than them. While William tried to control his rage, his body trembled briefly, and Abigail noticed William's sword hidden beneath his disguise. Miners are forbidden to carry weapons, and only her patrols and soldiers can. Looking up, she recognized him as one of Frosthold's squires. The two locked eyes. Tension began to crawl beneath their skin. "Why would my miner bring a weapon so close to their future Queen? William, squire of Frosthold." Abigail demands him to answer.

He came in to find Amunsa, his supposed friend standing at the dinning table pretending as if nothing happens with his dog lying dead on the ground. Arthur got shocked on the sudden dead of his little puppy. He asked him what happened but Amunsa lied telling him that, his dog swallowed a hug bone from the dustbean in which he finds it difficult to swallow but he couldn't and that the bone got in-between his neck which he fell down suddenly on the ground. Arthur trusted his words and didn't bother to check the dogs mouth if it was truly a bone. He took the dog and gave him a befitting burial. Amunsa kicked Arthur's dog really hard on the stomach that he died instantly at the spot.