Anime Series Monster Novels & Stories

Since a spider has 8 legs, whereas, this monster had 16 legs. The soldiers said that it was a hybrid monster known as Mustang Spider. Its colored dark green skin was as hard as steel. The soldier requested to change the route. Not even they could manage to kill it with ease. They might be able to kill it, but for sure, some of them would fall victim to the monster.. That monster was rank C+. Monsters in this rank are also known as 'Wanderer'. Because they usually wander around the place, hunting for enemies. Every time they kill their prey they become stronger. And they had the ability to summon mobs of the same race as them.

Anima replied, breathing heavily. Another Asura suddenly burst out of the wall in front of them—this one was in the shape of a gorilla. The monster beat its chest repeatedly, then roared loudly, revealing its long fangs and rows of sharp teeth. Without hesitation, Mary swung her right palm diagonally, and three large red spikes shot out of the ceiling, piercing through the monster's head and back and into the ground. As the monster turned to smoke, the three girls ran past it. “Wow, nice reflexes,” Anima complemented as they ran.

He spoke out to the monster’s hearing. “What did you say?” the monster asked aggressively and moved towards Darrell a bit, his feet crushing the cave. “Destiny,” Darrell replied. The monster sighed “the wrong answer” He shouted and hit Darrell with his fist causing him to fall. Alyssa helps Darrell up to his feet. “This is your last chance, get it wrong and be squashed!” the monster said and jammed his fists together. Alyssa and Darrell put their heads together to think of the answer, “what do you think it is?” Alyssa asked.

I tighten my grip on David and ask, "Your proclamation—what's the big picture? Where do you see this going? I'm curious, Alpha Nicodra. Do you have any specific ideas regarding how exactly you're going to resurrect our culture?" He lifts his glass to me and says, "I'm happy to hear your interest. My ideas are truly rooted in our conformity to a way of life that was simply not built on the beings we are. Frankly, Brigette, we are not human. In all honesty, we're monsters—at least to them, at least in our physiology." "Monsters," I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue.

Yasuhiro replies- “It’s his survival instinct. Hats off to the kid for having his instincts kick in at the right moment. He would’ve been dead the moment he was stabbed but he dislocated his arm and the strike wasn’t fatal.” “He’s good.” Replies Seirei in awe. “How is it though?! He’s about to die… First of all, humans aren’t creatures who can do that in the spur of the moment.” Says Ayame tearing up while being unable to move. “You said humans… But I should correct you by saying that he isn’t a human. Those instincts of his define him as a monster.” “How could you say that?!” says Ayame in the back.

Elliot said in frustration, Amelia thought for a few moments before agreeing with a sigh, they let go off each other’s hands and suddenly ran in opposite directions leaving the monster temporarily at loss. “Hey worm-head, come catch me if you can.” Elliot shouted while waving his spear, the monster didn’t understand his words but it understood his taunting and took off after Elliot who already resumed running, Amelia took this chance and began firing arrows, like streaks of light the arrows the arrows flew but the moment they touched its exoskeleton there was the sound of colliding metals before the arrows snapped in half and Amelia cursed under her breath, she nocked and fired again, this t

My height towering over everyone in the room. His eyes twitched. Just a flicker in his throat, a breath caught. A reminder that no matter how old or clever he was, he still felt fear. Good. I stepped into the full light, letting him see me clearly. Letting him remember what I was. He stood up as well, Darian Morvain not one to be intimidated. We were almost nose to nose, though I still towered over him, Alpha to Vampire Lord. Predator to parasite. My blood burned hotter. My hands didn’t shake. He was the one here asking for something.

I hate the look of my muscles all tense and stitched tight on my back. A lifetime of blows and bouncing back collects scars. I've had a lot of scalding showers, and bruises have become stretched and angry on me, causing pitted scars. There are no tears, but the groans come in multitude. As a monster, you learn never to accept pain. Pain only affects you if you let it. Black slacks. Black socks. Charcoal shoes are polished until they look like a crisp new apple skin. The shirt is deep forest green, which brings out the natural multiple hues of green in my eyes. Intentional. Gold flecks are juxtaposed in my iris.

“This marks the sixth death in two months. The Council has yet to identify the group calling themselves the ‘Rogue Cell,’ led by the mysterious ‘Monster Queen.’ Fear is gripping the Alpha Elite as the killer continues to bypass the most advanced security systems in Nocturna…” I scoffed and muted the screen. "The Monster Queen. What a ridiculous name." "She’s efficient, Kaelen," Silas reminded me. "No DNA. No footprints. Just bodies." The elevator opened to the penthouse of Lord Aaron, a man who had spent his life hoarding riches and looking down on the weak. Now, he was slumped over his desk, his eyes wide with a terror that had frozen on his face. The room was covered in blood. Whoever did

Yet now, faced with the cruel truth, the pain was unbearable. After saying that, Mom grabbed me by the collar. Her expression twisted with malice as she snarled, "Hand over the money, or don't bother calling me 'Mom'!" I wiped my tears and let out a cold laugh. "Fine." That single word made her freeze. When she came to her senses, a dark, vicious gleam flickered in her eyes. The next second, there was a deafening crack against my skull. Darkness swallowed my vision whole. When I woke up again, I couldn't see a thing.