Ugly Creatures Novels & Stories

I looked at my mother looking shocked at what she had witnessed. " Mother what is that?" I managed to ask her even if my voice was shaking because of fear. I wanted to run but my feet suddenly stopped me from doing it. * Grrrrrrr* A growling sounds come from where the two eyes are. The thought of what my father said to me about growling sounds of this creature when the moon is full flashback in my mind. Is this what the real werewolf sounds? * Grrrrrrr * Another growling sounds from that creature. Slowly, it came out to where it was hiding. A cat-like eye, mix of gray and brown fur, and long nails. The mythical creatures that I've always hear in stories are now in front of me.

I asked with a frown once he’d locked gazes with me. “This time, it’s not just about rogues but also about another creature.” “Which creature -” “It’s a creature the Moon Howlers created… and it seems worst than rogues.” “What are you doing about?” A creature the Moon Howlers created? Why would they create a creature which would cause havoc like rogues? “It a thing who is half living and half dead already.” From the description of those creatures, I registered the seriousness of the situation. “How bad is it?” “Pretty bad,” Dalton gulped.

The creatures, a grotesque result of twisted experiments, sent shivers down their spines. It was more fearsome than the human inside this thing. Marcky, whose expression showed disgust, muttered, "What in the hell have they been doing here? This is beyond messed up." Marcky was lucky that he could keep himself calm; otherwise, he could have used his ability to do these things.

There was something about the grey creatures that sent Ruslan into a frenzy of revulsion. He fought like a demon himself. He punched and kicked furiously. The demons were nearly naked so he could see their repulsive, dark grey, hairless scrawny bodies, and their spindly limbs. When they touched him, his skin crawled. Individually, they were smaller than he was, but there were dozens of others who were human-size swarming across the rubble to help. He knew immediately that they were the Drekavac, the screamers, the mythical demons Owlyn had warned them about.

Then it devolved into pure, unadulterated chaos. The interior was a cathedral of decay. Rusted machinery cast long shadows in the light filtering through broken roof panels. The monsters were… wrong. They looked like boars, but their skin was scaled and glistening, their tusks dripping with a saliva that smoked where it hit the concrete. Their eyes were milky white, blind but somehow tracking us. Bryan was in his element, launching fireballs and laughing maniacally as he kited three of them around a giant, dead loom. “C’MON, UGLIES! RIGHT HERE!”

Zach said as he reach for her face but his hand was rejected _" Your stubbornness, I like it." He playfully said as he took out a needle like gore creature and a twisted smile appear on his handsome face. The creature was about seven centimeter long and was shaped like a needle shaped worm, it's body was covered with rotten holes with extracted yellow liquid substance. ( A chaos creature? What is it doing here?) Yet the disgusting appearance and rotten stench made Taika felt disgusted. Zach completely ignore the expression and grab the milky slim long neck of Taika with strength not minding if she choke.

And then, the monsters breached the mist. They were horrifying. They were massive, grey-skinned abominations, their muscles bulging with sickening, unnatural proportions. Their chaotic, glowing purple eyes burned with mindless, explosive rage. To Mwajuma, they were the ultimate manifestation of the toxic, violent male spirit—beasts that existed only to destroy the beauty of the world.

One of the people she accidentally bumped into with the thick gown said, "Miss, don't go there. There's a scary creature there." "Scary creatures? What do you mean? Can you explain?" "He was roaring and growling back there. I don't know what creature it is? Maybe it was because he was drunk that he lost control." "I saw him running backward. He was very hairy and ugly. Hell, no one wants to see him in that state. Even in our original form, we're not beautiful, but it's very unsightly to look at."

I knew I was ugly, but hearing my own sister say it still made me shake with pain. "You know what?" She leaned close to my ear. "You're not just ugly. You're stupid, too." I froze, confused by what she meant. "I'm so beautiful and well-behaved, so of course I should be the only princess. Seeing you with a face just like mine makes me sick every time. "When we were eight, I fell off that cliff on purpose. I knew you'd come save me. I calculated exactly where to position myself so you'd get that scar.

Sometimes you know a lot of things, sometimes even stupid at all when I need the information. Well, I really only know a few, Mustaka replied in a light tone. Including this one. What is this smell? Venus said flatly. Ebu Gogo, Mustaka answered. Short, greedy creatures with large eyes and mouth. They are very hairy. I hope you are not close to them, Venus. Despite the smell, they will also become my ally! Venus retorted sharply. Why do I have to antagonize them? You don’t have to; just… stay away a little. Venus growled. Why? They eat human flesh.