Worm Webnovel Novels & Stories

Their traps were not mere pits or snares, but intricate webs of illusion and enchantment, designed to ensnare the mind as much as the body. One such encounter had nearly cost her dearly. She’d been navigating a treacherous mountain pass, seeking the solitude of the highest peaks, when the air had suddenly shimmered, the solid rock face before her dissolving into a hazy, mirage-like image. It was a cloaking spell, designed to disorient and confuse. She’d felt a prickling sensation on her skin, a subtle drain of her energy, the tell-tale sign of arcane manipulation. She’d stopped, her senses on high alert, her wolf instincts screaming of danger. The silence was too profound, too absolute. Ther

He screamed to get my attention. There he was in the middle, struggling to free himself from the spider web. "Calm down, bro, I'm here now. I'll save you," I said, and rushed to the web, trying to destroy it but no matter how hard I tried, the web kept repairing itself. What the hell? It's blocking me from reaching my brother. Annoyed, I instructed Devine to destroy the net. 'Destroy the web, do it now!' But before my third eye could say or do anything, the web completely disappeared from my sight. 'Where did it go?'

"A young woman vanishes without a trace. No evidence. No leads. As if she simply... ceased to exist." "The story fascinated me. I dug deeper, trying to find the truth behind the disappearance — until I came across a novel." My body went rigid. "What did you just say? A novel?" "The world we're in right now — it's a novel. I stumbled into it the same way you did. That's when I realized you didn't just disappear. You crossed over, just like me." "I've been watching you for a while. Everything about you confirmed it — you're the woman who vanished."

she whispered. “I tried to protect everything by erasing you.” “I didn’t know…” The hollow self crumbled in her arms, Not in pain, In peace, Liora’s eyes closed, The blackness faded. And she awoke, surrounded by fire. Nightwind was burning, Not with ordinary flame, With reversed ink white fire that erased what it touched. The creature made of stories and ruin towered over the village walls. Hundreds of old characters, half-written legends, and mythic beasts circled it like stars in its orbit. And it was writing now.

To everyone still enjoying this series, I thank you for your kindness. Your time. Your consideration for my stories. Weaving all these tales for you has been nothing short of a blessing. You are my greatest achievement and I applaud you for keeping up with my (sometimes) horrible writing habits. I want to tell you about the next book... the second last one in the series. Her Original Wolf. Unlike the previous three, this one will not be a reverse harem. But still spicy. This will be the book that defines the lore. The Origin Story of the Moon Goddess and how the wolves came to be.

Even though my parent's house had been a lot nicer than my own apartment, I knew I was not there either. As I tried to remember what had happened, I realized that I wasn't looking at a ceiling. It was an elaborate canopy spun out of golden silk with an intricately detailed dragon bracing itself, ready to either roar or breath fire sewn into it. Surrounding the creature was what looked like runes grouped to form sentences. I had never seen anything so beautiful on earth. With that thought, everything came rushing back to me, and I sat upright in bed in a flash. Staring out the window, was the star of my sexy dreams bathed in the orange rays of the sun on his world. The brilliant color caught

Casper was asleep when he felt spiders and cobwebs crawling all over his body. Despicable. It seemed like a bad dream so he opened his eyes yet the strange things were still crawling all over his body. The room was pitch black so he couldn't see anything but felt a strange presence. He could still feel the cobwebs all over his body and decided to deal with them before the intruders. Telling from the scent, he knew there were at least four women. He turned on the light but rather dimly, grabbing a hand caressing his body and holding it firmly in his big palms as he glanced at the woman who was all smiles and half-naked.

There are just so many loopholes, and I'm scared that at the rate with which things were going, I might have been lied to. In order not to drown myself in sadness, I decided to wash my face and try reading a book. When my child is born, I wish to read him bedtime stories. Miss Rachel was doing her best in giving me short lessons on how to become a Luna mom and I found it boring, maybe because it all has to do with training and training for him to become the next Alpha. Not that I didn't want him to become Alpha. I didn't undergo any kind of training, and I find it rather tiresome learning these things.

The both of them began walking to the staircase that led up, to the next floor, where Citadel K was. “So what other differences do you think there are?” Harold who had been studying a small-sized blonde who seemed to be crying in a corner turned to look at her. The student had the same stature as Derek, Harold remembered, but Derek had been a Enchanter. A wizard, precisely. There was no way this weeping student was related to Derek. “I didn't hear what you said,” he said, turning back to look at her. “What other differences do you think there are between the pup of an Alpha and a normal wolf?”

I know it’s kinda cliche but we all want young adult stories at times to remind us of our teenage days (LOL). I’m off to writing my new baby. It’s titled The Alpha’s Cursed Mate and also available on Goodnovel. SPOILER ALERT: it’s a werewolf fantasy romance. I hope you’ll give it a shot. Scroll to the next page to get a sneak peek of The Alpha’s Cursed Mate!!!