Novel & Cerita 1 Nen A Gumi No Monster Light

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

That doesn't really make sense for her "Jealous much?!" she said chuckling "No Luma, more of a pity" Stella sat down and bang her arms against the bubble wall. “Luan!” Lynx screamed when he heard her call “Are you ok?” Aeriol asked. She nods and smile, making all his worries wash away. He wave his hand sweeping away the shadows coming close to them. “It’s time to get serious” Nathaniel said. He clasp his hand and a ball of fire split itself then mold into guns. He shoot every shadows he sees, while Luma keep generating them using a black tourmaline stone.

As its muscular limbs smashed the ground, its ruby eyes gleamed like gems. I was about to unsheathe my sword when another pair of dark eyes appeared. There were two monsters who hunted at night. [Cold Light Wolf -Elite Rank] HP- 1200 ATK-156 DEF-90 AGI-43 [A Mythic rank beast-Fenrir descendent. Cold light wolves are superb hunters who ambush their prey at night while recuperating during the day. They hunt in packs.] Who'd have guessed I'd be ambushed by a pair of elite rank monsters?

It didn't affect them. "How come" I mumbled with a confused facial expression. They read my facial expressions and they all raised up their boots in unison exposing the sole which was covered with thick rubber which acted as an insulator to the electricity. They all made an evil smirk feeling good. I ain't going down easily. I threw larger balls of electricity like chidori( Naruto fans can relate) toward them.

Varz asked. “Name’s Geh! Not Gay!” He exclaimed upset. Alfi then bursts out a laugh. “So you can goof around eh? Megumi, weapon number 8!” Alfi exclaimed in excitement. Megumi then touched the number 8 halation. “Perfecto!” Geh exclaimed swinging his baton and emitting a lot of sound waves launching towards them both. Suddenly, all of the sound waves are destroyed in a single blow. Alfi looks like he’s holding 2 big staff. Those are giant lollipops.

(Radian) “There’s 3 of their unique Products that we need..that nobody knows that perhaps the entire world also needed….1 is the Great Southern Wasteland Standard Monster Core output, 2 is the Monster Called Flavoured Beholder, a Unique monster that is native and only existed in that place…And third is the Monster called, Doll of Hatred…these 3 things is most essentials to us…that no matter what Aeternum need to monopoly all of it..”.

What am I doing? "Guys, guys," I call to the two men who are busy finding the gems. The big monster stood up. It's really hefty, I will be swallowed in no time. Its eyes are facing the guys. Gosh! I have to do something to divert its attention. Once its eyes open, I need to do something. "Guys," THUG. The flashlight thundered a loud noise again. Why are these boys so careless? And because of that, the monster's eyes finally opened.

I said with a smile. “About the royal laboratory. The blue glowing crystals on the research tables,” she said. Her voice carried that excitement I had started to recognize. “They are from the southern mines, right?” I opened my eyes a bit. “How did you know?” “I noticed their light changes in a pattern.” She sounded almost excited. “They pulse three times every minute. Is it because they are connected to the earth’s energy?” I smiled. “You notice everything.” I looked into the steam. “Yes. They came from the deep southern caves hundreds of years ago.”

I’d been hiding from another family fight, the kind that started with shouting and ended in silence that lasted weeks. He had golden eyes, feral and bright, and a voice like laughter on the wind. He called me Little Moon. Said I was going to bloom no matter how long it took. I wanted to believe him. I wanted us to bloom together. But afterward, he gave me this bracelet and vanished like a ghost. Sometimes I wondered if I’d imagined him. I wondered if it was because of how desperate I was for companionship, that I often imagined him in my head and created him in my dreams.

The street lights flickered past, Luca’s jaw locked, his eyes forward, his hands trembling on his gun. Noa’s phone buzzed. Unknown number. A message. Got your monster. Try and take him. -D. The van swerved as Noa’s scream split the night.