Inhuman Novels & Stories

And sneaking out of this place was not possible with Luther's men, who always patrolled the perimeter of the mansion. I didn't know how many people live in this place or people did really exist here. Because all I could see was Luther's human robots who were human but acted like a machine. They didn't laugh, smile, and talk. Only the thing they usually did was obey Luther's orders. If Luther wanted them to eat, they would eat. If Luther wanted them to sit, they would sit. I wondered If they urinated only after his order?

He stuttered and I nodded. “It’s sick, Mr President, let me tell you a few things about these creatures. They have more than triple of the normal human strength. They can be both humans and animals. They can run, smell things from a great distance and in battle? They’re undefeatable.” I explained and his jaws dropped.

Because this time— it’s not a creature. It’s human. And somehow— that’s even worse.

Cameron grinned holding out his offerings. “You eat it. You need the sugar. What was that about?” Rhett asked. “I don’t know,” Jules shook his head slowly. “But that Van Helsing isn’t human. Have you ever heard of a non-human Van Helsing before? It seems… wrong. A bit f-ked up. A supernatural working with humans determined to end supernaturals.” “Really f-ked up,” Casey corrected. “How’d you know?” Rhett leaned against Cameron’s side, seeking the comfort of contact with his mate.

“This monster is insane!” “Preposterous.” “Anha is just a legend, boy. So was that woman.” “I believe Anha has been living among us for a very long time, switching bodies whenever the one he had been using is no longer suitable for him. Ah, and the most interesting part about this: the disease is latent on humans, from a time when the Hova and humans still mated. This means that those deaths you attribute to other diseases could just be the manifestation of it in the blood. Those who are born with it react differently, which is why we have sharper teeth and increased strength. But I believe that it can appear on a human, at a later stage of their lives.”

Not a perfect story. A human one.

He is not a human being, or should she say he is a strange human with a monstrous appearance. This human is just a worm ant, very small and weak. Oh, this human, of course, doesn't need his life, he doesn't need the future, he doesn't even need pity. Because originally, someone like him has no future. Selina quickly subdued this guy, she looked at him indifferently, her eyes were not warm, and then growled: - Why do you have to do that? Humans have only a few decades, so short, shouldn't you be more respectful?

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Seriously, werewolf hormones shouldn’t be this quick and wild at such an inappropriate time. I stood on tip toes, trying to look past the man obscuring my view. Once I did, I gasped at the horror of the sight. Zanicus’ eyes had turned full blood-red, and his canines protruding over his lip with abnormal length, and his claws looked like he had been digging land with his nails colored pitch black. Hunter immediately took a step back, blocking me from taking a step further with his big arm. “She was born for a purpose,” his voice coming out dangerously soft, like the sound of the wind brewing before a thunderous storm.

If we must travel to Valhalla together, then so be it. Blinking in surprise, he responded in the Rhuhi that his people used in their wolf form. He'd never heard of a human mate being able to use the silent language before. We will not be going to Valhalla this day, if I have anything to do with it, min elskede. I cannot believe the gods would forsake us at this point and allow your father's depravity to win.