Worm By Wildbow Novels & Stories

Mosswood storm spell, old as the roots, fierce as a coven's wrath. The wind picks up around me, the leaves swirling into a vortex. I push it down, aiming for the trio below. Not to kill, I'm not that kind of monster, but to scatter them like leaves in a gale. The spell erupts. A whirlwind of thorns and debris blasts from the canopy, slamming into the Warlords. Lion roars as vines snag his mane, yanking him off balance. Wolf yelps, tumbling into the underbrush. Tiger shifts to human form mid spin, and he's naked again, cursing in that exotic tongue as he's flung against a tree.

"What is that?" Wilbur stared at the tree in astonishment, recalling what had just happened. The next second, the layer of fallen leaves on the ground began to writhe rapidly. Wilbur sensed something biting at the leg of his pants. He lifted his right foot suddenly and saw over a dozen bloodsucking bugs clinging to it. In the next second, a black aura emanated from the Light Gloves, enveloping Wilbur's body and coalescing into an armor. Meanwhile, the bloodsucking bugs touching the black aura were instantly cut into pieces, falling to the ground.

Spirit wrapped her in a cloak of feral precision, every movement honed and merciless. Tora was the hammer to her knife. She caught the first beast full-on and slammed it into the ground, fire sparking on impact. When two more rushed her, she swung wide, her fists igniting as bone and shadow cracked apart under her strength. Every hit sent embers flying, until it looked as though she fought in the heart of a forge.

As soon as I connect with my wolf, I’ll be able to heal too. Minutes turned into what felt like hours. My calves burned, my feet ached in these dumb academy shoes…not exactly hiking boots. Sweat dripped down my neck. I kept going, deeper, telling myself every step brought me closer. Then I heard it. A low grunt. Snuffling. Heavy footsteps crashing through the undergrowth. I froze. Out of the bushes charged a massive wild boar…bigger than any pig I’d ever seen, with tusks like knives and red-rimmed eyes locked on me. It snorted, pawed the ground, and lowered its head.

The little girl said with signs. “Why?” Erika continued. “I saw something in the woods.” “What did you see?” “A monster.” Erika smiled beautifully. “Monsters don’t exist.” “Yes, they do.” What she didn’t know was that Celine called monsters to the people of Valeria since the day she saw how two men of Valeria were kicking the people’s things who hadn’t paid his right to be in the market and sell their products. And she knew that because Mr. Juan had been one of those people, that was the reason why he built his little cabin away from the town. At least, Valeria never bothered him again, there were other things that did, but carrying water from the river to his cabin, or collecting fruits fro

Clark said while furrowing his brows while staring at Sashi. "Dang, man. I know that you can touch things already but you can't do it alone. We will do it together." Sashi said while grabbing a black leather jacket from her cabinet. "Damn, you're so-" Clark sigh before nodding to her. They already planned it. The junk shop is a shop where they used to buy some things such as plastic bottles, zinc roof and metals. Sashi planned to sell some recyclable bottles so that she can finally enter the place.

Bran took this chance to get his sword. The wyrm charged at Shim Boon with a roar. Its speed enables it to catch up to Shim Boon easily. Shim Boon knew that he wouldn’t outrun it, so he turned around and swung his yoyo at the wyrm. The tiny toy was far from being or even looking like a weapon, until it hit the wyrm in the head. BAM! A loud thunder-like sound came from the impact. The wyrm was swept to the side by the force of the attack.

Or maybe she was claiming it. She whispered something. Too soft for me to catch. I leaned closer. “Say it again.” She didn’t. Instead, she pressed her hand flat against the spiral a second time, this time with the fresh cut bleeding freely into the stone. And this time— The Wilds bowed. Not literally. But the wind snapped downward. The branches above groaned. A pulse of heat rolled through the cold like a heartbeat. The spiral lit—not with flame, but with ash. Ash swirled from the rocks. From the trees. From the very snow.

Despite sensing the attack, she could not evade him. With his newfound ferocity, Shadowblade impaled Rozi with his black sword and sent her flying. Somehow, she managed to stabilize herself mid-air and, much to Shadowblade’s shock, rapidly healed her wound. This was a clear sign she possessed Divine Worms too. "What?! You have the Divine Worms in you too?!" Shadowblade never expected there to be two humans with Divine Worms in them. Rozi ignored his surprise and lunged out with her sword again. Shadowblade defended, and just at that moment, Adrian materialized before him. Dragonbane, which had transformed into a massive golden dragon, struck Shadowblade.

I’ll get her a wolf-sized dildo or something. “Look,” Emily pointed in the direction of the forest, near the main road. Three wolves emerged from the treeline. The one in the front was easily recognizable. He had blood all over his paws and snout, looking wrecked. “Isn’t that your friend?” “Yeah,” I smiled tightly, watching at Boyd and the two warriors shifted back to human forms. Boyd still had blood all over him. His arms and hands, as well as the majority of his face. Maybe he was so fucking up tight because he needed to go for a good run. Shifting and running wasn’t something easily done at Broom StiXXX. We were in the city, and had to travel when we had the time to go to wildlife preser