Ugly Creatures Novels & Stories

Seth comments. I start to feel my heart beating fast. “I can’t stop now, I need to continue aiding my brothers.” He just looks at me and nods, he is not happy either, but we have no other choice. Running is not an option. A huge new creature crawls out of the black hole; it looks like a deformed octopus with sharp claws on some of its tentacles. Unlike us, their shape seems to be never the same, or at least, never solid and defined. They are wobbly, almost adapting to our surroundings, and they are scarier that way.

one of the Knudlac guys sighed when he saw Vlad with an army of evil wizards, as Miss Harmony used to call them. The evil wizards were accompanied by some creatures ... let's say the opposite of the Guardians. But very few, even if there were more than twenty evil wizards. There was a crocodile so affected by various diseases and wounds that it was a miracle he was still alive. There was also a creature that looked like a human lizard. He could walk like a man, except he was a ... reptile. Then there was a creature, who once, long ago, may have been a beautiful and gentle being, a splendid tiger, but now his teeth very affected by cavities and they were intensely yellow, visible through the

Spiderweb cracks splintered through the solid ground, fracturing the flat land as if an earthquake had swept through. Through his eyes, I saw mangled corpses strewn about. Some half-buried under a rock, others stacked together in a heap. The stench of blood was so thick, it made us dizzy. “My, my, my…and look who we have here.” A slow, guttural voice sounded from the side. We turned and gaped. Ugly. That’s the first thought that popped into my mind. The thing sauntering towards us was so hideous, it couldn’t be described as human or wolf. For starters, it was too tall and bulky to fit either category. Then there was the fur.

I couldn't help the shiver that ran down my body. I didn't want to kill anything. "But some creatures are good, right?" I asked, nervous. "Every creature can be good or evil. Just like with humans, they have their freedom to choose." "Got it." But it was creepy. At least a dozen make-believe creatures were enclosed in glass, on pedestals, or standing around the room. Something called a locanis looked like a werewolf. There was also a little sprite, a massive troll, a black unicorn, and an enormous dragon.

Then the crowd parts and dead bodies stretch as far as I can see. Roaming between the bodies are hundreds of black, smoky creatures. They’re monstrous, larger than any animal I’ve ever seen, with featureless, formless bodies. I stare, trying to make sense of them, but it’s like watching shadows drift across a dark horizon and trying to form shapes from them in my head. They’re twisted. Wrong.

Isla’s heart raced as she felt the presence of more than just the intruder. The door creaked open, and a group of pale creatures stepped into the room, their movements fluid and eerily graceful. They were unlike any beings Isla had ever encountered. Their skin was a ghostly white, almost luminescent in the dim light, and their features were sharp and angular, giving them an otherworldly beauty that was both captivating and terrifying. Long, slender limbs ended in delicate fingers, and their eyes glowed with an unnatural light—somewhere between the deep crimson of a vampire’s thirst and the piercing gold of a wolf’s gaze.

Before I can protest or ask for another moment to try, she grabs my arm and drags me toward another location in this bizarre landscape. As I open my eyes, the full scope of our peril becomes devastatingly clear. The creatures are so extremely close now that I can see the individual details of their corruption—the way their flesh hangs in ribbons from exposed bone, the writhing darkness that fills their empty eye sockets, the teeth that seem to exist in multiple dimensions simultaneously. Their numbers are absolutely terrifying, far more than I initially realized, with new forms emerging from the mist in every direction like a plague of supernatural locusts.

Naelis eyes widened in shock when she saw who… Or what was behind her. Standing several yards away from her were creatures she had never seen in any textbook or history lesson. They looked like half-shifted wolves, but their forms were twisted, as if their bones had been broken and rearranged. Their fur was patchy and matted, but it was their eyes that truly terrified her, not like any she has ever seen before. Their eyes were a deep, glowing purple that gave her chills just by looking at them. Their bodies were hunched over, their spines protruding through their skin in jagged ridges. Their canines were unusually long, protruding past their lower lips, and a thick, purple liquid dripped fro

But the most horrifying in its features was the fact that it has no face, only a pair of mouths located in the eyes area. The creature ate the severed head's eyeballs and tossed the eyeless part towards the sea of demonic monsters behind it, feasting like madmen. Aswangs, Tikbalangs, Kapres and burning humanoid creatures called Santelmos--the bulk that made up the army of monsters. When they spilt their first blood on Earth, they felt dominance over the human race already, as if their dominion over this world was a lost deserved heredity that they found.

Pearl opened the kitchen door and witnessed utter chaos. She couldn't believe how many things that could possibly go wrong at one time, and she started to wonder just what in the hell she had done to piss the universe off so damn bad lately. Sprites...there were hundereds of stinking ass sprites running amuck in the freaking kitchen. They were nasty little critters with a few human like features. They were ugly and they smelled really bad. They had big, pointy teeth that were green brown and covered in green snot looking slobber. They were scavengers and would steal anything, especially food.