Wyrm Novels & Stories

“Wulfric?” I nodded. “Fuck, man, I didn’t realize this was your pack. You look like shit.” His eyes darted upward, in a mindlink, then he shifted back into his wolf form. Another wolf came sprinting over—a female one. And that was when I realized that the scent of the wolf that was able to survive in cold water was this other wolf’s. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t realized it was a female scent at the time, too concentrated on figuring out the pack it was from.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - YOSEF “THE COMMAND IS CLEAR. GET THE TARGET ALIVE.” *PRIMARY TARGET: ALWYNN MONTEMAYOR; THE BIGGEST DRUGLORD IN DOWNTOWN SEOUL A.K.A. “THE BIG BOSS” *SKILLS: JACK-OF-ALL-TRADES; EXPERT ON IMPROVISED BOMBS *ACCOMPLICE: ANYONE *ULTIMATE OBJECTIVE: ARREST WITH EVIDENCE

He blinked up through blurry eyes, wiping at his tears, and then— His heart stopped. A monstrous figure loomed above him. "Grahhhhhhhh!" The creature was unlike anything he had ever seen. Towering, grotesque. Three times the size of a normal wolf. Its eyes burned a hellish red, gleaming with an unnatural hunger. Claws, long and curved, glinted under the weak moonlight. Saliva dripped from jagged teeth as it growled, a sound so deep it rattled through Logan’s bones.

excited Elena rushed to the door to see what Rob had gotten for her. She opened the door with excitement which quickly changed to confusion. All she could see was Rob standing in front of her drunk and shirtless "Uhm uncle what did you get for me?" She asked. Rob gave her no response and just stared at her body. uncomfortable with the way he looked at her she tried to close the door but Rob held the door open and forced his way into her room "I want you, Elena, I want you" he said drunkenly. "Elena, Elena... where are you?" she heard Britney call out. "Oh no, that must be aunt, She's back. You need to go please." shivering she sat on the bed as Rob made his way out. "ELENA!!" Britney yelled

She continued on about facts and such while others ogled over them. "To finish off our tour, I give you, the wolves. Now what we have here are gray wolves. We actually have a pack here in our zoo. We have six females, three pups, and our Alpha. Now our Alpha name is Alastor. Which in Ancient Greek means "tormentor." We named him this because he doesn't like anyone. No one can get near him, feed him, or be in the habitat with him awake. He is put under tranquilizer. Does anyone know what that is?" She asked the group of kids in the front. Eliza and I looked down over the wall separating us from the wild wolves. Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups.

The worm-ly with intelligence that transforms into humans flesh but has elves ears are known as vouivre. The wyvern is a simple dragon with bat wings, only two legs, and barbed tail. only a few wyverns are lucky enough to have intelligence. many wyverns are dragon creatures that are used for transportation by humans when captured. The non-intelligent wyvern eats anything on sight.

The Hunters stood up and looked at the entrance as well. A pair of green eyes glowed from within the entrance menacingly. Slowly, the creature that was hiding came out. Its blue scales glistened in the moonlight. Its green eyes had a slit for pupils. It had no legs and only slithered on the ground before lifting its head up high. One would mistake it for a giant snake, but as someone who was very fascinated in these creatures, Izz knew what it was. “It’s a wyrm!” “A wyrm?” Bran asked.

He took a step forward— And the ground beneath them trembled. A deafening howl split the air, primal and enraged. Shadows shifted in the ruins below, moving unnaturally fast. Then, from the darkness, they emerged. Wraiths. Not quite werewolf, not quite human—twisted beings caught between forms, their bodies flickering as if reality struggled to contain them. Their eyes burned with unnatural fire, and their snarls carried the weight of the damned. Bram drew his blade. “I hate this place.” Freya’s daggers gleamed as she fell into a ready stance. “We hold our ground.”

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

“I can perceive entities over there, but that’s all.” “We need to work on your sight.” “Name the day.” I glanced at Brett with a mild frown. Yeah, it didn’t take a psychic to see those two had some kind of chemistry going. “Is Kujo around?” I whispered. “Oh, my, there he is!” Amy covered her mouth, eyes like grapefruits. “Oh, Fran, I wish you could see him! He looks so good!” She turned to me and I was surprised to see the wet spark in her eyes. “He developed an animal shape. Picture a wolf the size of a grizzly, with long black fur. A warg, that. That’s how he looks. Fierce but pretty in his own fashion.” She looked ahead again, shaking her head slowly. “Oh, my girl. You should be so proud.