Cryptids Stories

Legends were never meant to be real. Neither were monsters. When a blizzard leaves Saphaier stranded in the Canadian wilderness, a single night changes everything she thought she knew about the world. Creatures from forgotten myths exist. Ancient powers still walk the earth. And someone has been keeping humanity in the dark for thousands of years. Caught between two worlds, Saphaier refuses to accept the destiny others have chosen for her. She wants her freedom. Her normal life. Her humanity. But some truths cannot be ignored forever. And some bloodlines never stay dormant.

In a quiet town in the Pacific north west of the United States, mysteries brew, the whole place feels like a separate universe, creatures roam the woods at night, humans rarely go out past dark. The reason for all this fear? Well the fourteen cryptids that like causing mild chaos of course! Have fun!!

ReomaArt Created This Persona 6 Concept. I, Being a Writer, Decided to Finish His Concept and Write a Story About It, Hope You Like It, Reoma! Whatever Jiro Ishikawa Signed Up For, It Was Definitely Not This. He Was Only Going To Ginkakan Valley International School Because of a Photography Scholarship; He Was Not Expecting To Be Fighting Monsters in the Moonlight. Having To Work Together With People Vastly Different From Him, and Having To Be Their Unwilling Leader, Will Be Hard On Him, Especially With His Inferiority Complex Haunting Him. The Rumors That Spread Around Will Kill You In This Town. It's Jiro's Job To Prevent Anyone's Deaths, For If Someone Does Die, The Repercussions Will Be Severe. TW: Death, Suicide, Torture, Religious Trauma, Trauma in General, Asshole Characters, Maybe Bad Writing, In General Slightly Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

This series is being written to show people my thoughts on Spiritual awakening, Magick, Realms/Dimensions, Meaning of Dreams, The Paranormal, Witchcraft, The Third Eye, Cryptids, and so much more! I hope to bring light to these subjects and hope to meet some fellow awakened souls. Welcome to the Truth that's been hidden, My Friends.

Wendigo hybrid and abnormal human, both retired from the military and became best friends. Or perhaps, they'll turn out to be more.

Dear reader, I, by the virtue of fate, the divine deity, know all future paths scattered on all useless holy papers to crush down people with information that they can't defy, yet try. Truth obliterates us all, something we don't want to accept but are bound to see, that such truth has become our own tragedy of fate. Existence, written to only be flawed by puppeteering, yet I wrote characters hoping for them to rewrite endings that I already foretold and saw. Hoping that one day they will save or defeat my ending of truth, so that I no longer will need to walk through the ruins of places I once cherished deeply, knowing that I can't stop traveling down memory lane. These characters were my sense of pride and joy; now they've emerged into my literary world. Although they won't see it as a curse, I do. I don't think they'll fully understand my perspective; however, they are in the theatre of lies and truths scattered around. I'm not the eye of the beholder or beauty, but most definitely the cruelest of all. I'm a curse that knows all types of endings, has seen it all from different viewpoints, and still has a feeling I don't want to make it to the end. I really wonder if I'm truly in control of myself, or am I the puppet being decided for by someone else? I truly apologize for the fates I've read for a few people who met their end in slow wave tides of dread. Caring about how one should end up, but that's not my place, is it? I merely see past what others seem to miss. I can't control how one should live, but why does it feel like humans place their trust in me to actually do that? I'm not inside their perspective; I'm outside, living, trying to uphold my own emotional dam that's about to explode. My feelings aren't considered, nor my boundaries, though I'm still needed selfishly. I can't live, so I put fictional, layered prints of words that I wish to be my rebirth, my start to my own deity duties and life.

Some monsters hide in the dark. Others live in it. Sable knows what she is-what was done to her-and what she becomes when the world is quiet enough to listen. Out in the forests of Blackridge, jobs come and go, most of them illegal, most of them dangerous. She takes them anyway. It keeps her fed. It keeps her moving. It keeps the past buried. But when something starts tearing through the woods-something that leaves no clean answers behind-Sable is pulled into a job that feels less like work... and more like a memory she's tried to forget. Because monsters aren't just stories.

I died or so I thought, now living in a world not my own yet not too bad either. A world that is home to things that didn't exist in my own world, my old life. This new world is home but humans are still the most dangerous to my eyes.

Genoveva thought moving to Thompson Falls would be a fresh start. Quiet town. New routine. A chance to finally breathe. But something in the woods is watching. The longer she stays, the more the town begins to unravel-strange encounters, whispered warnings, and a presence that feels just a little too close. When Lilya crashes back into her life with chaos and secrets of her own, Genoveva is pulled into something far deeper than she ever expected. There are stories buried in Thompson Falls. Old ones. Dangerous ones. And somehow... they all seem to lead back to her. As the line between reality and the unknown begins to blur, Genoveva must face the truth: Some things don't just find you. They've been waiting.

A powerful and ruthless government known as the S.E.A has branched out all over the world, becoming a global organization. Special Elimination Agency is what they stand for, and what they're good at. Specials and Cryptids, remarkable beings with powers and abilities are now severely endangered because of this threat. Coper, Ren, and Zeke, three unlikely friends, team up one day out of the blue, hoping to terminate the agency and put an end to its slaughtering once and for all. With the help of gathered Cryptids and Specials they meet along the way, they work to regain their freedom.

(WIP) They say that time away from home can help a lot of things. Maybe we took a wrong turn somewhere... -------- Adam, Jack, and Ryan have been working frivolously on their new album. But when writer's block hits heavier and earlier than ever before, things slow to a halt. After much thought, getting away from the city might be the only way to get anything done, and maintain their careers. At least, that's the plan. ...But things don't always go according to plan. -------- ((CONTENT WARNING: Strong language, disturbing content/analog horror, panic attacks, alcohol use, death, violence, -)) inspired by The Mandela Catalogue by Alex Kister

Mothman runs away from home and finds himself in Point Pleasant, West Virginia. He's in for a adventure. Watch on Cordia Atlantis on YouTube. Season One. Working On Season Two. Night of The Cryptids AU- Cryptid Cavy. Cryptids- Trevor Henderson. My Characters, Animation- AlienMoth. Characters- Rightful Owners. Made- Flipaclip.

short stuff i write that i want to share bc i need attention.

A portal opens in Rhodesia. Zeta Squad races to close it and arrives too late - whatever came through is already in the building. Eight floors of unfinished hospital. No drone support. And something in the rafters that's been extinct for sixty-five million years. Zeta Squad isn't the only predator in this building. But they intend to be the last ones standing.

Trudging through the pine forest well past dusk with only a handgun and a tranquillising rifle was not Becker's idea of a good plan.

After a near death experience, a young girl unleashes her hidden power. As unknown threats descend on her city, she stands against the darkness. Secrets will be revealed, legends will be reborn.

Long ago, dragons and humans lived together in peace until humans began to hunt dragons for their blood as well as their bones. The dragons would retaliate but ultimately decided to create their own realm without human tyranny. However, some dragons will form a bond with very, special humans, some even disguising themselves as humans.

~???~ Please keep on mind this is an Au based story with the designs of the wonderful Cryptid Cavy

PUBLISHED ON AMAZON/KU *** 4 CHAPTER SAMPLE HERE *** After the tragic events of MONSTYR, Nick and Epi moved a thousand miles away to Epi's childhood home. They thought they'd be safe to start a family and care for her ailing mother. They were wrong. Very wrong. Thankfully, they have help from new friends but also government agents who have their own priorities, and Nick and Epi's safety isn't one of them. Can they escape the creature, yet again, or will their luck finally run out?

On a camping trip, Tim runs into a young man that hasn't the faintest idea about Vegemite- and tries to swipe the undies he wore when he met Paul Hogan! Can Tim give him a lesson in appreciating 80's pop culture?