Witch Slime Novels & Stories

He had caught her scent in the cool air the moment he jumped out of the truck bout now it was stronger as if Chloe was right there, standing next to him. “There is no evidence of blood anywhere.” the witch spoke from her position over the clothing before Lucas said anything. “But these clothes have all been torn at the seams. The slacks are missing their button and the socks have been shredded. If I didn’t know any different, I’d say these clothes were damaged due to the wearer shifting.” Lucas’ brow furrowed as the statement sank in. Was Chloe shifting? Ursula had reported the blonde did have a high temperature and had complained of sore joints but did that necessarily mean Chloe was turnin

Nancy was going over a few beast-type magical creatures, discussing their rankings and abilities. "Slime, class-pawn creatures, rank at the bottom of the food chain. Slimes can stretch their body to unbelievable shapes, sizes, and have different abilities depending on the color. For example, Green Slime can excrete acid. Blue Slimes are water-based while Red Slimes are fire-based." Ms. Nancy had them open their books; on the page to the left was the picture of the different colored slimes, with information written on the bottom.

Bima cursed. They reached the narrow gap and hid behind it. From there, they could see all the chaos unfolding. The Zombie Food Vlogger BOSS was being swarmed by Twitchers, fighting desperately to keep recording. The Lurker Slime emerged from the darkness, its eyes glowing red, seeing the Vlogger BOSS as a new threat. The monster lunged at the Vlogger BOSS mercilessly. WHAM! HIIISSSSSSS! The Vlogger BOSS was struck by the coiling body of the Lurker Slime, his freezer dented.

“AHHHH!” Both of them scream and make a run for it. The worm is at least fifty feet high and very thick. It lets out a high pitched cry which nearly bleeds Lavi and Thena’s ears but they do not stop running. The giant worm slams itself on the ground, missing Lavi by inches. It has a foul stench of rotten eggs and swamp, nearly making Lavi sick. Thena manages to detect him and pulls him out of safety but the worm is slithering behind them at an incredibly fast pace.

Slade raised his blade, and my eyes widened as I saw greenish liquid dripping from the sword. "It was too fast. It slithered away before I could," Jude said. "I killed a handful, but there are still plenty. We need to get out of here," Slade said. "It seems the forest is infested with reptiles, and they are not just any reptiles." "What are they?" Jude murmured, and Slade's eyes turned cold once again. "They are controlled with black magic and filled with wolfsbane. Whoever sent them knew we were out on a hunt," Slade said as we moved cautiously, glancing around.

For all her bravado when dealing with the souls of the departed, Suzanne was very squirmish when it came to slime. She looked down and to her horror, she saw that the black substance was actually a sea of worms. There were worms everywhere, and a great number were crawling around her feet. Suzanne’s eyes widened in horror and she screamed, but she could not find her voice. She couldn’t move either. Her fear had paralysed her. Tom, help! She tried to call out with her mind but no one came out of the bathroom. The worms were starting to crawl up her ankle.

I explained, “Witches do it, so they kill their prey slowly and painfully. Now I don’t care anymore if you live or die. But if you don’t want to suffer more, you better open those plump lips and start answering what I ask you. Are we clear?” The slither poison was a deadly venomous poison made by witches who use dark magic. The poison would burn you from the inside out. Eating every muscle, killing your monster side first, and once you are a human, it will burn and kill you, making you drown in your blood. Every organ melts inside you, and you can feel it as it moves inside like a snake. “Now,” I said, retaking a seat, “The first question, Why does Nikolas think I’m royal?”

Then another. Within only a few minutes, Slade had an entire pile of dead witches, in a heap, right beside the pile of dead werewolves. Slade was on a rampage. This was his revenge. He lunged towards the Brotherhood of Breeders. They stood frozen, eyeing him with fear, their hands cupped over their private parts. Slade lowered his head and sniffed one of their legs. He had pissed himself, probably out of fear. Slade sniffed all the way up his body, until his nose was just inches with the man’s face.

The house froze in incomprehensible expectation. Fear. They were held back by fear. Yarsi felt pressure from above and quickly raised his head. The entire ceiling was covered in thick black slime. The elastic, quivering substance slowly rolled, either merging into a solid carpet, or breaking up into separate clots, shaped like the outlines of human bodies. Somewhere under a thick layer of mucus, dim crimson spots were visible, located side by side in twos. They rolled along with clumps stretching out like heads. Eyes.

They usually disguise themselves as humans when they are in a crowd, the real form of these creatures is creepy, they appear to be the ugliest of creations when they are in their real form. They have hunchbacks, long tongues, and slitted eye pupils. I pulled off my gloves and discarded them into the waste bin, my gaze drawn back to the lifeless body on the embalming table. In an instant, before our eyes, the body began to disintegrate, crumbling into a fine dust that mingled with the air. Nothing remained of the once tangible form, leaving only a haunting emptiness in its wake. Slitters are created with potions and spells by the dark witches, so this is what happens a few hours after it's de