Worm Stories Novels & Stories

I feel my back hit the wall, nowhere to step back now. Mate? What the hell is he talking about? Werewolf do believe in soul mates. The perfect other half or counterpart chosen by the moon goddess for them. Werewolves find their mates by their smell and appearance. The first time they see each other, they’d know. But I smell nothing from this guy. I don't feel anything. Ugh, he must be drunk. But...he doesn't look drunk and I also don't smell any alcohol. And most of all, werewolves don't get drunk very easily.

Amelia answered Lexy. "Werewolves don't exist, though," I tried to reason with Amelia because it seemed like she really believed this. Amelia just looked at Romeo, his ear slightly twitched upwards but his eyes remained closed, "apparently the wolves are as big as cars, they're abnormally large...a whole lot like Romeo, Pandora."

In no time, he was devoured, leaving nothing behind. Someone else noticed the worms and managed to slash one open, only to barely make a dent. "Run! These worms are too strong!" someone shouted in terror, running toward Alexander, not forgetting to carry the bag filled with treasures. Greed never satisfied; they deserved their fate. "Polar Worms!" Yaromir recognized the creatures and screamed in fear. "These are rare even in the Southern Ice Fields, but when they appear, survival is slim!" In moments, several slower Quigg family members were devoured.

I told myself over and over again until my heart rate slowly returned to normal and she could no longer hear the wind blowing outside. I returned my gaze to the book I was reading. It was the historical account of the war that happened a hundred years ago. Before the world, as everyone knew it, ended. In 2100, the third largest war in human history took place. But that is not between two countries or groups of countries. It was between vampires and werewolves. That was right, vampires and werewolves.

Two Weeks Later Stella’s POV Cole and I have been working together closely for the past two weeks finding the dark witches. We have captured six so far. They do not give us much though. They are known as bottom feeders, so they don’t know anything. I feel happy and at peace when I am with Cole and I know he feels the same. I wish things could be different between us. Any time I am not with him I am wondering what he’s doing, and I fantasize about him. I keep having these crazy vivid dreams about the two of us. I try to shake it.

’ I snap at them and fall back in my seat. I watch as werewolves and vampires are killed as they try to protect the children, giving them a chance to flee. The witches cast as many spells as they can, managing to kill one of the Deathworms and a few of the Minotaur. The once beautiful and lush world of Mysteria is now devastating to look upon, with fires and dead everywhere.

I glanced again in Viktoria's direction when I noticed she was also staring at me, smiling and as if she was feeling my fear this moment. "We can't be afraid because we have protection," I told them while I was still looking at Viktoria's group. Honestly, I'm not sure I can afford the protection for too long when I know that their powers came together to break the protection. We were just surprised when we noticed the goo monsters walking in the direction of the mansion, I did not know what they were going to do and we were all just watching what they were going to do. When they finally got close to the mansion, they banged their heads on the invisible barrier of the mansion together so they

Birdy nodded in agreement, "It is time for the ghost stories to begin and be spread. Stories of a pack of wolves that live nowhere but everywhere, who rescue the weak, broken, and unchampioned, taking those they rescue away with them and disappearing with no clues to who they are or where they came from." ​Three gods and one vampire nodded in agreement. "Let the fun begin. Go lay the groundwork to make the stories true when our wolves awake," Hyperion ordered. ​Cronos snickered, "This is going to be so much fun. I am glad Gaia is letting me loose to help lend credence to the stories." ​"What good are the stories without those needed to make them come true?" Bob wondered out loud.

"In my defense, the hole was deeper than it looked." "You're both taking baths before you touch anything in this house." I pointed toward the bathroom. "March." "But the worms need homes first!" Alice protested. "The worms live outside. Go. Now I use my Alpha voice." Both trudged toward the bathroom, leaving muddy footprints. I heard Alice arguing with Luna about worm housing rights while water ran. Adrian found me staring at the muddy floor. "What happened?" "Your daughters discovered worms and decided excavation was appropriate." I grabbed a mop. "How's Coalition business?"

“It’s a footprint. By the size and shape I’d say it was definitely your brother’s. Looks like we got lucky. Strange how they stop here though... and the ground here looks freshly tilled for some rea—” The ground opened up beneath him and he dropped out of view before he had a chance to make another sound. We all stopped where we were, staring at the hole. The ground rumbled beneath us and the hole exploded as giant worm burst through it and soared into the air high above us. More and more of it came out of the ground until its tip was higher than even Gargantua would be able to reach. Wild guess, but this was probably a jabberwock. I increased the intensity of my light as much as I could wit