Wyrm Novels & Stories

He looks better, his color is good, and he doesn't appear to be shaking as much. We both finish eating and without a word begin picking up the broken glass and food from the floor. We work in tandem like we've done it before. I can't help but inhale his scent when he leans close. My wolf lets me know she wants him. She's resting on her haunches ready to pounce. She's never been this irritatingly persistent and I can't help wondering if it's because she knows he's at the top of the food chain. Vampires are the deadliest beings on earth. Dmitri told me a short while ago that a dragon, in his natural form, is deadlier. It's hard to believe after seeing Sarn in such a bad condition for so long.

The ring on her finger begins to pulse with a low-frequency, melodic vibration that harmonizes perfectly with the deep, rumbling hum of the wyrm’s own biology. She begins to chant in a language that predates our dominion, a soft, ethereal melody that seems to harmonize with the rhythmic thrum of the mountain itself. As she sings, the wyrm’s furious, glowing yellow eyes track her every movement, its massive head swaying back and forth like a pendulum.

The unified army of Lycans and wolves we’d left behind was breaking apart, scattering like a spell losing its shape. We climbed over the final hill, staring down at the royal valley, and for a second the whole world felt like it stopped turning. The Ice-Wyrm wasn’t just a monster. It was a living, breathing glacier. The colossal thing was hundreds of feet long, like a massive wingless dragon, but fully draped in impenetrable translucent blue ice armor. It slithered through the valley, crushing everything in its path with lazy certainty. When it unhinged its massive jaws, it didn’t breathe fire—no, it released a blinding beam of absolute-zero frost that instant

. Louder this time. Something massive pushed through the undergrowth beyond the shrine, its presence heavy enough to make the surrounding branches tremble. Kael’s voice dropped into a low warning. “Stay behind me.” Lyra ignored the instruction. Instead she stepped forward until she stood beside him. “If it came because of my awakening, hiding behind you will not change anything.” Kael glanced at her briefly, though he did not argue. The rustling stopped suddenly. Silence fell again. For several seconds nothing moved. Then the trees parted. Lyra felt her breath catch as the creature emerged into the clearing. It did not resemble a wolf. Its body was larger, broader, covered in thick dark fur

their end. His eyes are bloody and his color black is very long. He is taller than an ordinary werewolf..as if he was just a giant dinosaur. He regained his breath and crawled weakly and hugged his companion, who seemed unaware of what was happening He pulled her tightly on her bosom, very afraid of her. He was afraid that he would hurt her, because he was right behind her It's the legend they haven't seen The legend of the devil's wolf.. He did not understand anything, why he went out and what connects him with his companion!

It was still incomplete, but Mane reckoned that it was just a question of when it will be complete, not whether it will ever be complete. “Augendae: Spirit Scan – Incomplete Transformation [Wyvern]” GLOW: Incomplete Transformation [Wyvern]: A partial transformation into the mythical wyvern. Allows the user to be filled with the power of nobility and flames. The claws and wings of the dragon’s cousin are at the user’s disposal. Be careful however, for if your inner energy runs out, your blood will fill that void.

His bones within him suddenly started quavering. This had always been his terror, his fear! It was the face that tortured his mind in for seven years! It was 'the vampire’ himself! His head was bald and the fair skin upon it tattooed with a 3D image of a viper with a tail which ran with branches straight into his eyes . His eyes were red. One could visibly see red clumps of blood in it , and red arteries forming a chain from his faint blue Iris to the extremes of his eyes. His lashes were full and scattered. Dark as black.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

it can release light, heat,electricity I found it I have to careful "please come out ya it come out " it almost 4 pm i should go home now or my grandparents start worrying then velliam hear noise of little girl crying he follow sound then he find out there is a creature who is creature well I didn't think I found a little girl her. wait there is not a single person their is a little fury birds who is just 15 cm long and it is faty but it is beautiful with pink color. what how he can cry in girl voice every creature have different voices but it have girl like