Worm Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

After a pregnant pause, Liam cleared his throat with a smirk. "Once upon a time, there were three famished wolves— brown, black and white. The three famished wolves were lost in a forest, unknown. As they were searching for their way, they unconsciously stumbled upon a tulip that was happily glowing— and with the wind blowing, it swayed and whispered a hissing secret of power, truth and sovereignty. A secret that included all those missing things the GREEDY WOLVES required." Liam said in a murmuring deep voice that slightly sent a wave of fear at Sir Bernard's system. Liam's eyes locked themselves on the ceiling with tears that were partly blocking his vision. For some reason, Muriel began c

I’d seen the monstrosity months ago, had gazed upon it in sheer fucking horror. The bed was nothing more than a rectangular slab of marble, hand carved with terrible, awful things. Children dying, screaming for their mothers who burned. Beasts fighting against one another, leaving the dead to rot and decay. The earth itself in bright, fiery embers that devoured both the living and dead. At the center were two beasts, two wolves that fought an endless battle. One black, one white. I had no clue what it all meant, but I knew one thing. It was evil, pure fucking evil. The kind that transcended all else, lived when everything else had shriveled up and died.

Moon Valley expands beyond the horizon of Moon Stone where the territory of Crescent Luna is located. Between the territories are unclaimed lands – a home to rogues and newborns. As werewolves casted out from their own packs, either voluntary or not, and humans choosing to embrace a totally different kind of creature, they mostly just wandered around; no laws governing them, no leaders who give commands that they need to follow, and no lifelines in the disguise of their mates – or at least they’ve been like that for centuries, but not now.

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

Just then Nicole decided that she was going to gather her own group of werewolves just like the packs that were talked about in the historical books she read, according to the stories she read only a strong werewolf could actually pull the stunt of gathering a pack of wolves of which they were the alpha. Nicole was not one to get discouraged by that, because for her she imagined that the greatest kind of strength anyone needed was the knowledge about something.

Next day **************** It was sunday and today it was full moon day. Every full moon day, alpha Jack and Elena used to organize a party for their packs at a resort which was 14 km away from the city in the midst of a dense forest. A loner wolf used to find mate in the party. They used to howl together after the party around 1 o'clock. " Carol, get ready a nice dress for today's party." her mom said while picking up a dress for herself.

MORNING After apologizing to Beth for entering the woods Jason went to school as usual however his mind was in complete dismay (Werewolves exists, I got bit by one... So I'm a werewolf too... What other magical creatures exist in this messed up world?) Jason thought to himself. "Mr Snow! Can you or can't you solve this equation?" The Math teacher Mr Henson asked the distracted boy. "Oh... Yeah sorry" the boy wakes up from his daze and went straight to the board to solve the math problem while his classmates laughed. After math class a male student approached his desk "Glad to see another guy that can't stay awake through Henson's lesson" the boy said, he had black hair and freckles, he wore

"Then how do you know what she looks like?" Bailey smiled as she looked down and then back into my eyes, wrapping her arms around her knees. "That's right. I forgot that you haven't heard the stories." A crease formed between my eyes. "What stories?" She shrugged. "The stories of our people." She sighed as she looked out over the stones but saw a time long ago, a time far away. "Long ago, two children were walking in the forest. Night fell, and they became lost. A black wolf came, and the children shivered, sure that they were about to become a meal for the black wolf. But then a huge white wolf came and scared off the black wolf. When he was gone and the children were safe, the white wolf t

She was with him, so what exactly did she know she wanted to say. "You may speak" Kyle said ushering her to continue with what she had to say. Eva wasn't actually prepared. Infact she was shook by the fact that what she wanted to talk about was a Vampire. A freaking Vampire in the company?!!. Anna had written some things down so her plan was just to read it. "Thank you sir. Well, as we all know, there are rumors going around that there's a Vampire working here. This rumor started days ago. We haven't found out who the worker might be but we are certain that his last name is Kim." As Eva read that part on the paper, the name rang a bell in her head. Kim.... But she decided to continue with wh

Everyone loves that the castle is alive again with the sound of children playing and growing. We haven't heard anything from either Angus or Leo or even the rogue wolves they have made their pack out of, the only thing has been reports of females disappearing for a couple of months and then showing back up again abused and beaten. We have a feeling that it is Angus's pack but we can't prove it. So there is a constant warning going out to females, never to venture out alone and never go anywhere after dark.