Worm Webnovel Novels & Stories

The road ahead was uncertain, but I was determined to carve my own future, no matter who or what got in my way. And in the distance, I saw the glimmer of a man who could change everything. He was coming. And I had no idea what kind of storm he would bring with him. But I was ready. Or at least, I hoped I was. I couldn’t shake the feeling that everything I had worked so hard to build was about to crumble beneath me, swept away by forces I couldn’t control. But I would face it all. I had to. I wasn’t the woman I once was, no longer the frightened girl who had been cast aside by the world. I was Eli. And no matter what storm that man brought, no matter how deep the web of deceit we were tangled

It was not alone, several werewolves leaped out, staggering, and started to run across the yard, only to be brought down shrieking by Mercy and Verina. Fine silken strands drifted out the open window. Meguitte reached out a hand and several wrapped around her fingers. Tiny spiders dangled from the silk. “Interesting,” Meguitte extended her hand and blew across her palm, dislodging them to drift out over the garden. The sunlight caught in hundreds of tiny sailors setting out into the great wide world. “Spider rain.” “Ah, Meguitte, my dear,” Connery called from within, his tone deliberately casual, but the tension beneath making a lie of it.

“I already was.” Elara watched them both, the conspiracy’s architects, and lifted her glass as if in toast. “To revisions,” she said. “And to the manuscripts we rewrite.” Sebastian’s smile was a blade. “To the parts of history that should never have been forgotten.” He keyed the sequence forward. The status bar on the main screen ticked: ORION.REWRITE — 53% COMPLETE.

“This… this can’t be real. I’m losing my mind. I’m inside a book, aren’t I? A werewolf novel. This is exactly how it starts. The poor, confused girl, the scary Alpha, the dramatic bond… Oh my God, I’m a main character. I’ve read this before!” Damon’s brows knit together. “Novel?” “Yes! A story! A werewolf story! And guess what… There was no Damon in it, and definitely no Alaric. So what is this? A spinoff?” He pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering something under his breath. “Selene, you are not in a story. This is the real world.”

She asked,while she deftly pruned a rose bush beside Mars. “Hmm…” Mars tapped his chin, snipping a stray branch. He was also pruning a rose bush, but had done so terribly, that only an expert could tell that it's even a rose bush. “We’ve got w*******s and webnovels. On these websites, you can read thousands of cool stories.” 'Like this ridiculous one I’m trapped in,' he was once again reminded of his predicament, not in a warm bed in his warm room but pruning prickly bushes.

My vision blurred, my ears rang. It hurt. It hurt so much. I saw Kael shift into a massive wolf and charge beneath the broodmother’s belly. A piercing screech echoed, followed by the sound of tearing flesh and a wet, disgusting burst. The stench exploded through the air, making it hard to breathe. Then, from the treetops above, bodies began falling like rain. Dead spiders are raining down. I couldn’t move at all, not even to dodge. One spider fell straight toward me, and I accepted it.

The mountain weevils had burrowed into the grain before the first hard freeze, and now we were eating their leftovers. In the original series chapters of Moonborn Fate, this was the part where the text would have fast-forwarded. The author would have written some lazy, sweeping transition like, "And so, a tense winter fell upon the Moon Fang," jumping straight to the grand spring rebellion where everyone looked gorgeous under the blooming cherry trees.

The cries that rattled through her marrow were not echoes of some distant vision but the physical manifestation of a world in agony. Her hand raked through her wild auburn hair, dragging snarls free with impatient force. The strands caught on a spiderweb stretched between branches, fragile as spun glass. Normally, she would have paused, admired the dew-beaded silken threads that glittered like necklaces strung for fae. But no dew clung there tonight. The web was brittle, crumbling at her touch, as though scorched by invisible flame. Mirra cursed under her breath and pulled her hand away.

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...

I can feel that my body was almost at breaking point when we start walking up the stairs, I felt dizzy and everything around me was spinning. When we arrived at the hallway I can smell the scent of pineapple and morning dew. Alpha Noah is here, that is his scent. What was he doing here, I can feel my heartbeat at the top and I felt that breathing was even harder this moment. We walk in the room and the scent was overwhelming. Ari starts to scream of joy in my head. I can feel my legs are giving up, all my strength was so I won’t faint at this instant. “I’ve found him, I’ve found our mate. Mate is here.”