Yokai Oc Novels & Stories

Tengu Tengu (天狗, Tengu?) is a creature in Japanese legend. One of the mountain watchmen Kami, or yōkai closely related to eagles or crows. His attire is similar to that of the yamabushi priests who forged themselves in forests and mountains. Tengu have a long nose, red face, have a pair of wings, and very long fingernails and toenails. Tengu can fly freely in the sky while carrying a staff called a kongōzue, a large sword (tachi), and a leaf-shaped fan (hauchiwa). His work hinders people who want to study Buddhism.[1] His other name is Gehō-sama (外法様, magic lord?). In Japanese there is the expression Tengu ni naru which means "very proud of yourself". This expression probably comes from the

He grunted and grabbed my hand firmly, which was holding a knife, and removed the knife all at once. He swallowed painfully, and Adam's apple bobbed, and closed his eyes. His body was shaking. After a moment, "I'll kill you, bitch!" He hissed and snapped open his eyes, furious. I shivered. He brought the bloody knife between the valley of my breasts and tore away my bra, and exposed me. I gasped when he streaked his blood over my breasts on nipples through the knife. He leaned forward and caught my breast in his mouth, sucking my nipple harder. His breathing turned to labor, as unbearable pain passed through his body. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he fought to keep himself on his feet a

Stacy chanced a glance in Okimi’s direction before continuing, “She believes we are dealing with quite an ancient foe, one that literally feeds on strife and chaos.” The elevator doors opened and Dominic stepped out and turned to face Stacy, “What is it?” One simple word was uttered, but it did not come from Stacy, Okimi didn’t mean to speak the word it just slipped out as she realised what the Hellhound was talking about, “Nogitsune.” Dominic switched his glance to Okimi and back to Stacy who nodded regrettably. “And what the hell is a Nogitsune?” Valaria asked stepping off of the elevator.

I must have been gaping for God knows how long, because he suddenly cleared his throat, snapping me out of my "trance" "Did you even hear a word of what I said?" He dramatically sighed and face palmed. I stood up from my crouching position and blinked twice, getting into my fighting stance. He merely turned his back to me, clicking his tongue in disapproval. "My name is Okiro. A warlock of the five white clans of Duna. An endangered specie and the one of the last of my kind... thanks to your father's good work." What the fuck now? I'm pretty sure my eyes were as big as saucers now.

Grigo cleared the air, “What my beautiful wife is trying to say, little girl, is we are not like ordinary humans,” Madchen stiffened in her chair, she felt Drago squeeze her hand. Looking up at him, she noticed a worried expression form on his face, or was it expectation? She really wasn’t sure what was about to happen. “Don’t tell me you are werewolves,” she tried to joke, but faltered when she realized no one thought her comment to be funny. “Not quite,” Marcu chimed in. Angel was at his side now, her blue eyes glistening like diamonds in the morning sun.

said Ater haughtily. Logan understood what the superweapon was. He nodded and waved his hand. "We don't need nuclear weapons to kill him." Kaiser hastily said, "We are sure that you're more than capable of taking down this fiend, but we don't know where he comes from. Also, he seemed more powerful than us." Lady Violet caught up to them and said, "This man is called Yik. He's a Grade 4 Chrysopoeia practitioner from the Oceanus Galaxy."

We had been so deep in conversation that neither of us had heard the Eater sneak up on us. We trained our weapons on it ready to defend ourselves. However, when I got a good look at it, my trigger finger suddenly stopped working. The creature was a young girl who looked no more than sixteen. The translucent pallor of her skin allowed the blue and red vessels underneath to pop like they were all going to burst at once. Her clothes looked freshly washed which was extremely unusual these days. Her brown hair was shorn short, but unevenly like she had fidgeted a lot during the haircut. Or tried to fight to suck out the trimmer's soul during the session.

The prints look like humans, but it has a missing toe on each side. Something crept through Ejima’s stomach, making the hair on her skin stand. She had heard tales of creatures with missing toes back in the village. Her uncle had told her scary stories of how these creatures offended the gods and were destroyed from the surface of the earth. Every story she had heard always painted the missing toe creatures like some mystical beings that do not exist. They were said to be barbarians who fed on anything that had meat. Go back now that you have the chance. A voice warned in her head but Ejima dismissed it. She unbuckled her sling from her waist and picked out three stones from her pouch. She m

The soul eater sits on the floor, covered in blood and something else that I don't recognize until I open the door further and step in. Looking down, I see a disemboweled baby torn to shreds. It's in so many pieces that I can't even tell for sure what it is, except for the baby bottle half buried in the blood and intestines. Suddenly, the smell hits me and I have to bend over as I lose my supper. Sandwich spraying everywhere, even on the soul eater. She looks up at me and smiles while holding an arm bone and then begins gnawing on it.

“All members of the Hiyasha-to dress the same. They wear a Slayer uniform that’s similar to what Chief Reijo wore in Blarjokull, with two large panels down the front, but instead of blue and white, the colors are red and black. They also wear hoods and their mempos cover their entire faces. Because the cultists are all red Slayers, their masks depict the snout and fierce teeth of a dragon. “The Yami Tennō is said to be very wealthy and very proficient with his element. Strangely, no one has witnessed the full extent of his fighting skills. It’s also rumored that he keeps a sleeve arrow, a small brass tube that can fire arrows; lethal up to thirty paces.