Worm Khepri Novels & Stories

Assuming this must have been one of her bones, Chiri flinched but was surprised to only feel a dull pain in her back. “Chiri!” Horus yelled. The distress obvious in his voice, Chiri twisted her neck in her brother’s direction. Streaks of lighting whipping through the space around him, she was concerned to observe large chunks of the cave beginning to crumble. Agitated, the viper raised its head, preparing to launch another assault. “Get. Out. Horus.” Chiri replied, struggling for air between words. This too seemed to be a fruitless use of oxygen, as she could only watch in horror as the snake sprung forward again.

Dragons and werewolves lived during the golden age of Egypt—this was the uncontested revelation I uncovered based on my situation right now—and apparently, they pissed off a pharaoh. "Who—who are you?" I asked, not at all well-versed in the many names of all the kings that lived B.C. He simply snorted, and even with that, he made it look expensive. "I don't expect you to recognize me,"—he answered with an echo around his voice—"you are just a remnant of Herneith, after all." "Herneith?" This is a name, right? I'm sure this is a name. My mind rushed to recollect any memory with this name, but it couldn't find any. I hissed in the end.

When she looks down, she saw a furry creature running towards the sleeping lady and about a handful of what looks like a squirrel gathers around her bed and staring intently at the visitor in the house. “Why are they looking at us like that?” Ariadne ask. “They protect her.” “How? They are squirrels. What can they do?” As if on cue, the so called squirrels hiss at them with their jaw spread open and sharp fangs lined up horrifyingly on their gums. They look like creatures form hell with the way their eyes glow. “They are not squirrels. They are Zlokha. Sacred creature raised by my kind to protect and became companion. Like dogs but they are more vicious.”

“Ever heard of soul-eating worms? They are especially popular among your kin.” His lips spread into a wide, creepy grin, revealing his foul teeth to us. “Why?” Ace asks, and the merchant laughs. He shakes the glass, a squeaking resounding from the slimy creature. “They calm down the wolves,” he answers in a mocking tone, his gaze gliding towards me. “Gets you more respect. But also suppresses any pain she would feel so that you can cheat without any issues… or nagging bitches.” “She is standing right next to me, dude,” Kai faces him annoyed.

he mocked. Suddenly, Krait surged forward, and his fury poured through me. “An upgrade, you winged mousssse? You think yourself godly?” he hissed. “I fucking eat rodentssss like you as appetisers. You wouldn’t even sssatisfy my hunger.” My eyes transformed to Krait’s viperous slits. My skin rippled, textured with smooth scales. Keres flinched, barely, but I noticed. “You’re a monstrosity. A wolf and a snake, paired? An abomination!” he spat. “No wonder you were too gutless to fight for her. At least you know your place, scum.”

His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace. Damian Slovan Sletherion from the Ironclad Pack stood like a giant, his muscular frame towering over most. His short, dark brown hair and stern expression only enhanced his reputation as one of the most powerful alphas, his pack renowned for their unmatched strength and combat prowess. Damian's wolf was a massive, iron-gray beast with a thick, imposing build that could crush opponents with brute force.

Shit, if only I can go there in an instant! Cleopatra: Are the police coming already? OMG Khufu: My brother’s people will try to help out. (O.O) Khufu: @Anubis Are you not seeing this? >:V Anubis: Wait. Menes: What’s happening? Cleopatra: Someone sent a package to Akhe’s house. It’s filled with snakes. He has mistakenly opened it and now he’s waiting for Animal Control to come. Sobek: It’s all over the first floor now! What the fuck are these? The kitchen isn’t even safe!

I leaned against the desk, my gaze fixed on the drawer that held the key to tracking her. "She's a rare breed, Grinjo. A dormant celestial wolf. The power she possesses, once awakened, can influence the balance of power among packs. I need to ensure she doesn't fall into the hands of those who would exploit her abilities for their own gain." Understanding dawned in Grinjo's eyes, his expression shifting from confusion to realization. "A celestial wolf? I had no idea, they really existed. Aren't those ancient myths, Alpha Draxler. And here I thought she was just a regular she wolf."

"You're all correct. These are the skeletons of ancient divine beasts: the ancient dragon, phoenix, chimera, mysterious turtle, divine serpent, and divine tiger." After speaking, she pressed her lips tightly together, as if something had occurred to her.

He took his shirt off and tossed it on a chair on the porch. I turned around and stripped down to my underwear and could hear Azai shifting. Okay, Amara. Time to go for a run. Despite her quietness, she didn’t hesitate to come forward for a run. All my bones cracked and shifted, my face elongating, fur sprouting all over. Amara was a wolf that oozed power, even next to Azai’s wolf Xander. She was just as big as he was despite not being a male. “Alessia… your wolf looks different than before,” Azai’s rough voice sounded in my head.