เข้าสู่ระบบRaised by a monster from Transamagei since being abandoned at birth, Zea is hunted down and forced to become a part of the Soul Stealers that killed his family and stole his name. Everything he has known no longer exists. Moon is nothing but a demon with a false name and a murderous desire to slaughter and devour anyone who stands in his way of becoming a true Soul Stealer. Having to work with the young Soul who killed his father, Moon must carry out his own Mission to earn his survival; capture the illusive White Wolf and her family. But as the sinister truth behind the capture is discovered, Moon must decide if his life and those of his friends are worth more than what is morally right.
ดูเพิ่มเติม"Haha, just throw that blind man out of our clan. It's an embarrassment!" shouted one of the moon clan members.
"Forgive me, chief. I will not repeat this mistake again, please!" pleaded a blind she-wolf. "What guarantee is there for your unrepeatable behaviour when you are blind for the rest of your life, Sicilian!" snapped the Alpha. "Let me be your slave forever, Chief." "Hahh, someone who is blind can't satisfy. She can't even take care of herself, let alone the Alpha. Yuck!" insulted the Alpha's daughter. Sicily looked down, she couldn't choose to be born under any circumstances. If she had a choice, the young wolf would have wanted to be born perfect. However, fate said otherwise. Although the good wolf said Sicily was a beautiful and gentle omega, but her existence was always ostracised by the others. "Can you warm my bed, Sicily?" asked the clan leader's old Alpha. "Father!" Snapped the Alpha's daughter. "We'll just sell this blind man to a ruthless Lycan in the Alps, Dad. As usual as bait for our journey later!" Susilia shook her head weakly, her lips unable to say no. Her voice caught in her throat. Her tongue suddenly became twisted and folded, very difficult to move. "What do you want to say, Blind. Haha, now you're suffering from being a mute. The blind woman has become a mute!" shouted the Alpha child who was Sicily's age. "I'm not mute, Miss. Indeed, this is my voice!" hissed Sicily with her lips moving. "My voice, where's my voice!" thought Sisiilia as she clutched her neck. The moon clan heir's shrill laughter made Sicily's heart even more troubled, and the young wolf woman was bullied by all the pack members. Both young and old. Even her body had become common consumption for male wolves. Without a single piece of cloth, the blind woman was led around by all the pack members. Ignorant hands began to touch her smooth, flawless body. However, a pair of eyes rounded at the sight of the telltale speck that two had been searching for. The old woman's lips spread thin, very thin. "Have patience, Sicily! Fate will bring you back," the old woman thought. Sicily continued to be shown to all the clan members without a cloth, her body exposed so beautifully. Some were pinning two growing hills, others were pinning other parts. Painful, the young wolf's heart ached and stung. Until finally he was thrown onto a pile of dry hay. "This is your place, Blind!" Sicily immediately sniffed out the spot the Clan heir had just given her. She nodded silently at the unfavourable treatment. "Remember, there will be guests for me in the evening. You... Don't get out of here!" After uttering such scathing words, the heir walked away leaving Sicily alone who had previously thrown a piece of thin cloth. Feeling the cloth touching her skin, Sicily hurriedly grabbed it. Her pure white hands felt the texture of the cloth. "This... It's so thin, I wear it like I'm not even wearing it. I'll just wear it, it's still good to have it!" Sicily thought. The young wolf hobbled along while her hands felt the empty air, this she did so as not to make a mistake. There was a faint gurgle of water, her steps stopped to confirm what she heard. "Water? Is this area fertile? This scent is so real, fragrant and fragrant. Not to mention the sound of rushing water, heem!" Sicily monologued. The blind wolf didn't understand that the pack had moved on to greener, more fertile territory. So many wanted their territory by proposing to the clan chief's daughter. Sicily was seen submerging her paws in the rushing river. Her mind drifted to the events she had just experienced. Various wolf scents had greeted her sense of smell, but her forehead wrinkled as she recalled one scent that was the same as hers "Who is the owner of that scent? Can I find him again and ask him about my origins?" thought Sicily. The young wolf was so deep in thought that she didn't realise when two hands pushed her into the river. Sicily screamed in shock and immediately cried out for help. However, not a single scent came near her. Even the wind was the same, not a single change. Sicily's lips pressed closer together. "What bad luck I have today!" Sicily kept trying to swim towards the bank, but the current was so strong that she could hardly breathe. After being carried for a long distance, the body collapsed onto a large rock in its half-wolf state. Meanwhile, at the original spot, a gafis grinned meaningfully. What he had done seemed to have worked. Humming softly, his steps swayed lightly towards his clan who were sunbathing on the other side of the river. "Hi, Rhena! Come join us," said another young female wolf. "I have to get ready for tonight's event, sorry!" "Ah yes, almost forgot, good luck and there's a match of your choice!" As Rhena made her way to her home, the young woman was still humming softly. She went straight to her private room and prepared herself. "You'll be stunned by what I have, I've thrown away that girl, no more rivals when you come my prince. I'm still superior to that blind girl," Rhena said softly. The girl continued to monologue while looking at her self in the mirror. Her beautiful face with natural red lips and high nose made her look even more perfect. "Look, I'm prettier than that blind girl. You'll definitely be captivated!" Meanwhile, outside the area, there was a distinct clatter of steps. Rhena was still busy polishing her face to make it look more attractive. Packs of wolves from other clans had gathered in an arena for a competition organised by Bugary the old Alpha. Laughter boomed when Bulgary met the eastern Alpha. The two shook hands and embraced, after which Bugary made room for his guest. In a dark room in the corner of the city, a girl was seen limping with her cane. Her hands scavenged through a pile of rubbish. After getting a packet of rice and a used drink, the girl walked to find a place to continue her activities. The smell of stale rice and drinks stung the young woman's nose, but she didn't care because right now her stomach was desperate for food. "I have to be strong, this is all temporary until the next full moon!" she said softly. The woman continued to force the food into her stomach without chewing. She endured the unpleasant aroma and paid no attention to her surroundings. Although her sensors picked up the presence of two sharp eyes that were always watching how she ate from a distance. "If you come to take my life, I'm ready!"Jessika Sims is an Australian author of fantasy horror. Her nightmarish monsters are the stars of her writing; created by her real-life fears of spiders, heights, and anything resembling horror. Jessika lives in the suburbs of Port Stephens and uses her experience of the changing landscapes she grew up in to create her own world and characters through her own style of writing. Transamagei is her first novel.
Blood and boneI was petrified when the morning’s rays streamed over my blood-soaked body. It seemed like the night never existed.After Flame had left, everyone spent their remaining time preparing for what lay ahead. Some left behind treasured items as a keepsake, while others used the time to regain their strength. I even caught Venin having sex with Python’s partner as I left the house to hunt with Neeb.I wasn’t going to face the Base on an empty stomach. I would spend my last moments venting my frustrations through slaughter.Neeb was an excellent hunting partner, despite his vomiting giving us away. He even stopped to Purge a few times in any water he could find. When Neeb’s face began to bubble, and his back bulged out into massive boulder-sized welts, we gave up on the hunt and headed back to the house.My stomach was so full I felt like vomiting. I hadn’t felt this overfed since the Institute. It felt so good to have blood dripping over me again.Everyon
Last memoriesI didn’t know how long I had been laying on Orlando’s corpse for when I woke.His blood had congealed in my fur and seemed to seep underneath my own skin to my bones.Instead of being collapsed in the grass and blood, I was laying on a bed in a closed room, clutching a pillow. The white sheet underneath me was stained with Orlando and the yellow walls had bloody smears across them. My body was no longer dislocated or broken. The only pain I felt was emotional.Where was I? Where was Ringo?Oh god, where was Sylvia?“Sylvia?” I whimpered, scanning the empty room for her “Ringo?”There was nothing here, just me. I was trapped in a room, with Orlando all over me. Where was he? Where was I?“SYLVIA?” I cried out, feeling panic grip at my gut “RINGO?”Had Ringo been taken too? Where was Orlando’s body?Panic bubbled up and formed a screaming sob. Where was everyone? Why could no-one hear me?!“S-SYLVIAAA?” I wailed, before the door opened “RINGOOO?”“Omen!
Love is blindSouls still roamed the streets when we left the sanctuary together; which instantly made Sylvia nervous. The marks we had left the night before were still visible, being eyed by groups of curious onlookers.Our plan was to regroup with the family and leave the town before we were barricaded in for another night. I didn’t have any problems with another sleepless night with Sylvia, but the reality of not being able to escape her murderous brother if he returned again weighed heavily on me. There was only so far I could run within the barriers.As we headed back through the carved roads, we took in the sights of the burnt tealights and messages graffitied around us. I felt my spirits lift when I saw strangers stopping to take notice of the markings and names left behind. They were starting to see us as more than just a statistic now; acknowledging instead of ignoring us.We continued together until Eagle’s figure pulled from the scrawling’s beside us. His skin wa












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