Blood Of My Monster Novels & Stories

A blood moon hovers in the night sky, an ominous sign that the manananggal is just lurking nearby. Legend says that when a moon like this appears in the sky, the bowels of the earth would open and release these menacing creatures from the deep. The manananggal according to mythology, is a half-bodied naked woman with the wings of a bat, razor-sharp teeth, and a 5-foot tongue that acts like suction to draw the blood out of the victim's body. The wing is so large that it spans at least 8 feet from tip to tip. To search for its prey, it hovers high above the night sky and through its keen sense of smell detects their blood.

The scent of her blood was making him loose control of his senses enough and he knew himself. This blood was going to control him from no on.. He couldn't tell just why yet but it was going to. And if he were unable to keep her by his side, he would have to live with he fact that he would keep living his manor this way anytime he were to perceive the scent of her blood. "What are you doing here?" Damian said coldly on walking towards where he stood, keeping a few centimeters difference between them. His were-soldiers gathered, and a gamma who was higher than the other soldiers stood beside him, awaiting his orders on what to do to the unarmed man.

“They will die because of you. This world will crumble, and you will be its destroyer. Just like me." "No!" I screamed, forcing myself to my feet. "I’m not you. I’ll never be like you!" But her laughter filled the void, cold and cruel. "You already are." I looked down at my hands, and to my horror, they were stained with blood—thick, dark blood that dripped from my fingers and pooled at my feet. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched the blood spread, consuming everything around me. I was losing control. I was becoming the very thing I feared—a monster.

How do I wear out the monster I had become? "You know I can hear you when you speak to me because you're linked, we're synced," He walked slowly to me “You're not a monster, Rose, you can only be a monster in heart. Now free your mind and be in full control of your wolf” he said as he settled his hands out to guide me, “Come to the floor,” he said as he gestured to me to get off the old looking bed where I stood. I did. Hearing he had turned me into his kind hurt me but if he hadn't done it, who knows? I'll be as good as dead.

He asked her with a look of astonishment on his face. “Yes.” She replied. “I want you to sign it. I don’t trust you, Draven.” She told him and moved back. “And you think I will succumb to a mere human?” he asked her with a smile. “Let’s just say I don’t want to take any chances.” She simply said to him and gave a warm smile, a smile filled with deception and murderous intent. With an elongated finger, he dug into his palm and watched as blood seeped from it. Then he allowed the few drops of blood to fall on the paper, creating a beautiful red pattern, before his wound healed at a very fast pace.

she smiled. "You will soon learn how to use all of your powers don't worry but you have to keep in mind that there are consequences if you misuse them."she warned. Trapping his blood into a glass, I drank it and images appeared in my mind. Mother-in-law was watching over me and Anu as we consummate our marriage. After that she entered in the room and packed our white bedsheets with a blood spot for my innocence and went into the dark Forest. Spreading the sheets on the ground with green grasses, she knelt down, closed her eyes and said strange words and like that the moon came from the sky and landed on the blood spot on the bedsheets. It immediately turned into a small white pearl which she

She gasped, the sound cutting through me. “You already know the answer to that," I said darkly, my voice low, reverberating through the small chamber. “Your blood is... unique. Potent. Addictive."I say.. "Then drink it and get it over with,"She spat out as she recoiled back in disgust. “Isn't that what monsters like you do?"She says laughing out her voice dripping with sacarsm and her words hysterical as she stared at me dead in the eyes with a bored look.

she moaned my name, her body beginning to shake, her pussy clenching rhythmically around my fingers. I bit down hard, sinking my fangs deep into the pulse of her throat, piercing the skin with a sharp sting. Warm blood flooded my mouth, rich and intoxicating, her life force pulsing against my tongue. I took several long, greedy gulps, swallowing the metallic sweetness. The taste of her blood was the tipping point. Her pussy convulsed violently around my fingers, walls milking them as she climaxed, her juices gushing out, soaking my hand and the bench beneath her. Waves of pleasure ripped through her, her cries muffled against my shoulder, her body arching and shuddering.

The wind howled violently, scratching at my throat until I felt an itch that seemed to make me want to cough. "Enough talking. Choose, or I'll let them both go." At Amber's signal, the men next to us hoisted both me and Tara up. The salty sea breeze hit me in the face, and the sharp smell of ocean water churned my stomach. However, nothing compared to the screaming in my ears. Before I could even draw a breath, Ethan had already made his choice. At that moment, everything went silent. Amber instinctively turned to look at me. My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why.

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.