Witch Slime Novels & Stories

]] (( the Slime Parasite to make it’s way out of her eyes, head and heart, her organs are what froze so that way she’d appear normal on the outside while her inside is basically frozen )) we stood and watched her for a bit and her body began to quake, she shook and began to cough like crazy and her hands tried to reach for her eyes (( open her eyes, she wants them to come out of her eyes but don’t let anything that comes out of her touch you )) he rushed over and opened her eyes and small long black worm like things fell from her eyes, her head was hanging over the edge of the bed so they fell to the floor where I has laid out two buckets with water and the serum from Mikelis vial, they drop

One by one the animals behind the bush showed themselves. "Shit! Silver wolf!" came a curse from Azareel's mouth that looked very innocent. The beast looks like an ordinary wolf but the difference is its silver fur, there is a gust of wind around the fur to lighten the wolf when it runs, the silver wolf is famous for its speed because the animal is wind element, if only one silver wolf the assassins can definitely do it. kill him. However, it is very regrettable, silver wolves are animals that often flock, there is no other choice but to run away or die if you are in the middle of the silver wolf. "What's with the Silver Wolf?" asked Eruza.

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.

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

Vayu asked, but his head hung low and not directed the question to anyone in particular. "Probably. Those Vortexes gotta lead to somewhere, right?" Tirana shrugged. "Back to the slitherite thing," Wilhelmina said, "how come we can't detect it at all?" "Oh I think it's the properties of this slitherite's outer layer. Silverstream was already a malleable energy so it didn't need much force to adjust it in a husk. The outer layer must be protecting the silverstream contained inside and prevented you all to sense it."

It stayed together but felt cold and slimy. “What am I supposed to do with this?” He asked confused, he had no idea about half the things in this room. She smiled at him, and honestly her smile did something to his insides. He just wanted to stare at her. “Well it’s primordial slime. Primordial slime likes to feed off demonic energy, changing it to creation. When it starts to shift yellow, you are getting close. When it shifts green you are in demonic presence. If it goes blue you have angelic energy. But I doubt you are going to find that with this.”

Just which group did the woman stay at that they even taught her how to have such baseless confidence instead of teaching her how to fight instead? Few minutes passed by until the room was finally cleared up. Then, right after, a black slime-like object appeared from Luna’s right wrist as it crawled like a vine until its length was already twice longer than Luna’s arm. Afterwards, they were all bewildered upon seeing how the slime-like vine formed into the shape of a short black sword.