Bird Monster Novels & Stories

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

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.

That night, the doll suddenly activated. Its soft, stuffed arm shot straight into my throat. I jolted awake, clawing at my neck, trying to call for my mother, but no sound came out. By the next day, I had a raging fever and couldn't stop throwing up. I cried, trying to tell my mother what happened, but all that came out were broken, garbled sounds. She tossed me a pack of cold medicine. "If you can't even talk, then be quiet for once. I'm exhausted after work."

I heard the rapid hum of her heart as she muttered how good I was in bed, making me down the glass of wine I'd been holding before walking over. How could I miss the hungry look that was casted by the boy beside her? One look from me and he immediately backed off. I could smell him, I knew what he was–a vampire, just like the rest of the Beaumont family. And just like me, they'd been amidst humans for as long as I could remember. When he left, I turned to Harriet, seeing her big blue eyes rest onto me, and the faint blush that had crept its way up her cheeks. It made something stir in my chest. Something I had never felt before.

BOOOOMMMMM Long Chen managed to avoid the explosion from the monster's sound wave, but he felt his eardrums hurt from the wave's attack. Long Chen sighed as he calmed himself down. He remembered that this monster was called a hell bird. It had considerable strength compared to ordinary beasts because it possessed powerful and fast wind powers. Also, its sound waves were the beast's main attack. Although it wasn't the most deadly attack, it could make opponents dizzy and hurt or even rupture their eardrums. "Ah! What a troublesome opponent! I'd better get away from this beast's territory."

Abel thought grimly as he slipped deeper into the dark, “to stop chasing this monster.” This was no longer about history. It was time for catching monsters.

(Frenzy Earth Basilisk) Just as soon as Mina stated her report, the First Tier 4 Monster made his appearance exiting the forest at the edge of battlefield, right in front of me. It was a 10 meter tall monster, that looked almost similar to the armoured dragon lizard back on earth, except it was more gigantic, much more densely scaled, got 4 back legs and 2 front legs. Despite it looks almost like a dragon, it is actually a basilisk, it is considerably strong physically, but the much terrifying things about a basilisk is that, it got it’s secret weapons which is his Magical gaze can turned anything into a stone. Seeing that the source of the disturbance are already making their debut before m

It made a hissing sound, and the next thing I know is its body is wrapped around me. Me right now is like a mouse in a lion's den. I drained out my power controlling the earthquake, and now I'm surrounded by ravenous creatures. I call all the deities I know inside my head, but I just feel my body being crush by the serpent. The manticore still keeps on marching towards us, with its mouth open. Its disgusting saliva is dripping on the floor, as its tongue is slightly stuck out. The centaurs and satyrs already came, and I saw how they ignite a fire on the corpse of my people. This is the end of my city—our realm.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

He was just about to angrily berate her when his eyes caught sight of what the girl was pointing. Dina’s mind completely blanked out as she stared up at the monster before them, just like the others. It was just like the spider monster they had run away from… but much more humungous. It had hundreds of limbs attached to its torso which had completely disappeared in the stack of limbs jam-packed closely together and slithering about like multiple snakes. Its head was as big as a toddler with a pair of huge rotting eyes dangling before it while its face was completely covered in maggots with not a flesh in sight.