Sacred Chapter 7: Phone A Friend
He knew that cryptid type monsters weren't common in europe. so he expected this to an extent. “so what is your plan now, squire?" caliber spoke to roy. "hm? well ya said our next stop is france. so we'll be goin' there.
Third Date With a Werewolf
"ghosts, demons, cryptids, that sort of stuff?" i asked. "you've got the right idea, but that's all i'm gonna say for now. plus, we need to get inside and jump each other's bones." pulling her keys out of the ignition, i said, "yes we do."
Wings of Destiny: Chapter 7
"yes, i'm someone who studies cryptids, animals that may or may not exist like sasquatch or nessie, but considering what you are it is more than likely they are." "mhmm. so! what are the plans for today doctor?"
What Once Was Eden Chapter 7 Part 1 of 4
That led to a discussion about book two, where yanebel was talking to a human about a possible sighting of the cryptid people. after a few comments, gregor asked, "wouldn't she be the first vykati to have seen one?"
~ Antler After Dark ~
Long-suffering producer—” he tilted his head toward alex without breaking eye contact with the lens, nearly clipping a tine on the boom arm “—slash partner slash wrangler alex has finally figured out how to light a talking whitetail without making him look like a cryptid
Through the Cracks - Had the Chance Been With Us that Has Not Been
And think there was some kinda local cryptid that was like... supposed to have a light switch for a face, i think?" he spreads his wings in an exaggerated shrug. "well, i say," says the cat, "do you remember anyone in particular?'
Zophie’s Whorigin (a reboot)
cryptids?" "there's just not a lot of them in my school, or neighborhood, or this area. that doesn't mean i hate them, or...or want to hurt them. it just means i have a...preference. everyone has a type. even you.
The Cryptid Center Part 1, The Blight, Chapter 2
Hello everyone, here's the next part of the cryptid center! more world building? sure. but we're getting into some more action. anyways, enjoy! all characters are 18 years or older.
The Face-Stealer 1
The old farmhouse stands silent. Not a sound of animals, nor the singing of milkmaids or the patter of little feet give the cold, foggy morning offer any semblance of natural life. Tybalt approaches the building, his pack over his shoulder with a grim...
A Real Festival Celebration 2
When this is all over, i'm probably going to fade away and disappear for a while, go on a road trip again, hit a bunch of dive bars and be like a cryptid for a while. but until then? i'm going to help you and me have the best weekend of our lives."
Alpenglow
There was said that there was this monster, cryptid--whatever--thing in redwater. just like every other cryptid thing in this town, it's deep in the woods, and barely comes out. but when it does, someone dies.
The Missing Guidebook
Nbsp; the whole thing was very odd - his father seemed like such a kind, genteel sort of fellow, who never had a bad thing to say about anyone, even with the strange things he seemed to know about that cryptid-cow