Worm Fiction Novels & Stories

“If they have spiritual powers as we suspect, then it will not be surprised if they have the power to rise from the dead.” Erin felt the skin under her fur prickle at her mother-in-law’s words. These beasts were definitely not ordinary werewolves, judging by how fast they were and the way they barked like dogs. It wouldn’t be all that surprising if they rose from the dead like zombies and attacked everyone in the camp again.

Frank recoiled in disgust, his bowels desperate to evacuate. He lunged towards the door, but staggered and fell, his feet adhering to the carpet in a coagulated mess of the creatures' excrement. His knee hit one of the things and it thrashed violently. Instinctively, he shot to his feet and leapt for the door again. Again he fell, his fingers scratching frantically at the doorjamb. Something was crawling up his leg inside his trousers. He screamed in abject terror. It was moving up the back of his calf. He kicked his leg to try and dislodge it. It stopped for a moment, and then, as if with stronger resolve, slithered round to his shin and touched his kneecap. Frank lashed at the thing with h

“I forgot how strenuous that magic is for a nearly wolfless body like yours.” “What is this?” I ask, my heart squeezing painfully in my chest. “Anima comedentis vermis in lupis,” she says nonchalantly, making my face fall. “Huh?” “Soul-eating worms,” she says with sparkling eyes. “They love to drain wolves' energies. It takes a lot before a wolf is extinguished as they have a lot of energy. So, they can feed off a host for decades until they leave their host to die. To not be discovered, they have an interesting tactic.”

"Usually when you come here, it's to read books on psychology. So I'm quite surprised to see you in this section, especially since you don't seem to know what you're looking for." "You're right..." I resigned myself "Let me help you. Do you have at least an idea, a thought that comes to mind?" She asked "Um... wounds that heal quickly!?" I said "That's pretty explicit. Well, there aren't many creatures that heal from wounds. So we have vampires and werewolves." "Werewolves. That's it." "Oh, and specifically for what?" He asked "What do you mean?" "Do you want something fictional or something a little more real...?"

Drew said in a playful tone after seeing that Kyle had ended the call. About two hundred years ago, a war broke out between the rogue Vampires and Werewolf's. Kyle's past self, Duke Kile Chen was among those who fought in the war. At that time, the Werewolf's defeated the Vampires and soon, they seemed to coexist without any troubles. But now, it still seemed like there was bad blood lingering in the air because of Grey Jang the vampire who seeked revenge. Unbeknownst to Kyle, there was another creature who seeked revenge also. War awaits...

"But I'll give you credit...You are impressive..." He opened his mouth to speak but she began to speak again. "I mean, it sounds spectacular that you realized you would be going to jail soon for murdering eleven men and you decided to buy your way out of your crime by creating this whole fictional world of werewolves and unhuman creatures. Tell me, are they witches too? Vampires? You know, I love Vampires. You know what I think? You have a severe case of rabies and I'm going to phone animal control right now…”

"Before I went rogue, I'd been a high council member of the local vampire clan here. So, even though I no longer align myself with any clan, I still can gain insight into the happenings of the clans and other factions of lore-kind." "Lore-kind?" I asked, blinking. "Just...all of this. Werewolves, vampires, witches, everything. Lore-kind," he said, obviously trying to stay patient in his explanation. I chose not to apologize. I was new to all of this and still trying to figure things out for myself. I would've apologized for not knowing the "correct" terms. Besides, I had a missing mate and some crazed bitch making home in my head. I wasn't exactly in my right frame of mind.

So we are back We got some about werewolves but now we got more about vampires Vampires: Fact, Fiction and Folklore By Benjamin Radford First Published 6 years ago Vampire (Image credit: Margaaret M. Stewart | shutterstock)

I jumped and crossed the last hill, now I was standing on the flat ground, my warriors following me closely but all of us stopped in shocked. We identified our teen pups, who were lying on the ground, but I can see their healing process has started and small wounds are not oozing the blood anymore. However, my eyes caught few rogues lying on the ground lifeless, they have lost a lot of blood, even one’s neck was slit. My eyes raised to catch who has teared them down but seeing the wolf standing in the middle, throwing, biting and kicking rogues, the one I have never seen in my pack, hell I never knew this wolf existed.

he asked hoarsely. “Like moonlight,” she whispered. “Cold. Bright. Wrong.” He closed his eyes. A shudder ran down his body. “Rylan?” she whispered. He sat beside her on the bed, hands clasped, shoulders stiff as stone. “Lyra… wolves with silver eyes aren’t natural.” “What do you mean?” “They’re corrupted,” he said quietly. “Twisted. Created from Forbidden magic. They kill anything they touch.” Lyra’s breath hitched. “Then why didn’t it kill me that night?”