Arachne Monster Novels & Stories

"Because she looks like The Trunchbull from that movie you used to make me watch when we were kids." My father and I both chuckled."You mean Matilda." Jake shrugged his shoulders."Whatever movie she is from, my neighbour is her twin. So how is Mom? Can we see her?"He asked, looking at my father. "Yes, Let's go see her."We followed my Dad down the corridor towards my Mom's private room, she was sitting up in her bed watching the door and waiting for us. "Oh, there you are. I was worried that you two had already left."My mom said and reached her arms out towards us for a hug.

I could just stare and drool over him all day. ARABELLA GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER. IT IS WRONG. But it didn't seem wrong. I didn't get a bad vibe from him as I got from Maverick. That idiot Maverick was the one that should be blamed for this whole situation. He was the one from whom I was running away and in the process bumped into This guy whose name I still didn't know. And I felt like not asking. It wasn't like we would meet again. I hope not when a part of me felt sad. Of course, we should always appreciate beauty.

"Cameron Stuart! Just how much more trouble are you trying to cause me!" Natalie Parker's shrill voice rang in my ears, jolting me awake. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw her raising a bottle of sulfuric acid to splash it on me. Recalling the unbearable agony that overwhelmed me in my previous life, I instinctively reached out to grab the bottle. Still, some of the liquid splashed out anyway, dripping onto my body. I gasped in pain. After exhaling deeply, I clenched my jaw and caught Natalie by the wrist. "Are you mad? You can kill someone if you throw an entire bottle of sulfuric acid at them! Don't you know that?"

"Correct, that crazy genius, Victor Frankenstein's monster --- you may say I'm the newest model. which mark, such as you said, maybe a serial number. in fact, I hate it." Trisha stared at the marking on her right leg as if it had been some quite hideous scar. regardless of how similar she was to a human, solely that half allowed individuals to acknowledge she was artificial. "According to the story, that monster didn't have any progeny." Raven began to recall the content of the novel and told that to Trisha. That creator, Victor was therefore totally different to the creature, full-fledged with such a lot of events together, finally came to the creator and asked him to make a companion for h

The wood shattered under his weight with a loud crack. A sharp, broken piece of the thick wooden table leg was sticking straight up and as Jake fell back onto the debris, the jagged wood sliced clean through his lower back and protruded through the side of his stomach. "AAARRRGGGHHH!" Jake let out a horrific, blood-curdling growl of agony. Blood immediately began to pool on the floor, soaking through the ruined blanket. I fell back against the wall, panting heavily. I looked down at my hands. They were shaking violently, but I could still feel the hum of that strange, massive power vibrating beneath my skin.

The day that would have marked the beginning of a lifetime for us. Closing my eyes, I heaved a long exhale and propped my head against the headboard. Even though the curtained darkness of closed lids, it was her face was floated in—over and over again. It was the first time I realized that I might wear the skin of a monster, but my heart was still human. And I belonged to her. The pain that hit me came in waves. It clawed under my skin, infused with the blood in my veins, and drilled into the marrow of my bones until the ache made me hollow inside out.

I was seventeen, wearing a stained apron, listening to Sienna laugh while Tristan looked down at his plate and pretended he didn't hear her calling me a cow. A lump formed in my chest, heavy and hot. I wanted to shrink. I wanted to pull my dark tunic over my face and disappear into the stone floor. No. I pinched the skin on my thigh underneath the table until it hurt. No more hiding. I leaned my elbows on the table, resting my chin on my hands, and stared right back at the pale woman. "What's your name?" I asked. My voice shook a little, but I didn't care. The woman raised an eyebrow, looking astonished that I had even dared to open my mouth. "I am Lady Celeste of the Northern Peaks."

There was no more Araknee. I turned back to the orb, still displaying my half sister's corpse in the water snake's tight grasp. I dissolved the snake-like form of water, setting the corpse free. Her body would rot faster at the bottom of the river. Just about to pull my hands out of the enchanted orb, the corpse twitched then her eyes flew open, eliciting a loud gasp from the audience around me. The film of light blue covering Araknee's eyes immediately had my skin crawling with goosebumps. Shit! She activated her defense mode.

A Shadow-Stalker jumped through the broken window and It was a nightmare come to life. It had no face, only a mouth full of yellow teeth. It moved like a spider, crawling on the walls with its long, bony fingers. "Ariana, get back!" my father, Aragon, yelled. He didn't wait. He jumped at the monster and hit the creature so hard that its head exploded against the wall and black, oily blood sprayed everywhere. But more were coming. Ten, twenty, fifty monsters began to crawl over the castle walls and through the windows.

He added that made the siblings confused. "I think, you think that our last-born Igetes, Adhira, is the only murderer here." He said as Alaric brows start to furrow. "Well, you're wrong. Your dear Queen bitch, your useless momma, is the monster here. And as long as her blood runs in your veins, I won't stop seeking revenge." "She was a monster. Her power just triggered Hira's that made it stronger that day." He said as he laughs ominously. "Good thing, that power consumes her." He added and that made Audra lose her temper.