Bunga Monster Novels & Stories

’ Rojean looked around for a moment, not really certain how she would respond to that. Krister pulled out a picture and showed it to her, waiting for her reaction. “The resemblance is uncanny, isn’t it?” Rojean took a minute to respond, seeing herself in the picture with a familiar outfit, though noticing the background. “Where do you get that picture? Is it me? Wait, I’ve never been to this place before.” “This is Sei.” Krister said, his eyebrows meeting in the middle. “She is… well was the owner of the company.”

“We agreed not to allow another woman from Muzagah to be sacrificed to the gods of the Suramite to pacify them for Habeb’s sins. We believed that the gods will destroy us if we grant the prince his request. Believe me, my son; I cannot wish to achieve wealth by sacrificing sweet Banabella to Moguzule, that merciless god. Never! She is my daughter. Later, we called out the six girls to spot out the genuine one. It was an easy task. The girls gathered themselves shyly and stood before us for scrutiny. Banabella stepped out. At first, she tried prevaricating; but when scolded by the King to speak only the truth, she said things that were similar to what the prince had said. There were no contra

“Could you… could you repeat that? My ears must be deceiving me. I thought you just said Harriet is your boss. The boss of… Beauty Blossom.” “Your ears are perfectly fine,” Simon said, his smirk widening. He seemed to be enjoying her shock immensely. “Though your taste in boba tea is questionable. Meet Harriet Anderson, the brilliant, reclusive, and terrifyingly young mastermind behind the brand. My big boss.” Lena’s eyes widened in shock. “Isn't the founder someone called Elysian?” She asked, making the corners of Harriet’s lip lift. Lena suddenly realized. I'm the whole history of Beauty blossom, no one had ever seen the founder. Did it mean Harriet was truly that person? But how? When?

They were wrong. I was the house. And the house always wins. As I sped toward the secret docks in New Jersey, my phone buzzed. It was a message from a number I didn't recognize, but the signature was unmistakable. "The first rule of the Black Rose, Sienna: Never let the monsters see you bleed. You're doing well. See you at the rendezvous." — M. M. My father? Or someone even more dangerous? I gripped the wheel, the cold wind whipping my hair. I was pregnant, alone, and hunted by the most powerful men in the world.

"This is a limited-edition snake-shaped ring that needs to be pre-ordered half a year in advance. It costs 180,000 dollars. "Do you think I've never seen what a necklace that comes as a free gift with something else looks like, Dario? You sure drew a clear line between the amount of effort you put into the necklace and the ring." I slapped the box out of Lina's hands and turned to walk away.

On his part, he has been a good alpha to his people, doing everything to protect them. "You must go out in search of her. Always be kind to strangers, and when you find her, make her your luna. With her by your side, the Dragon Lycan King will trouble the pack no more. She bears his neutralizer," he explained. "A stranger? Is she my mate?" Alpha Xavier inquired further. "She only bears the green pearl on the right side of her neck. It glows under the full moon," Zanlagar replied. "Oh... okay," Alpha Xavier said. He knew it was futile to persuade the seer to say more than he intended to.

She just wanted a plain and simple life, even if it wasn’t worth cherishing, the loss wouldn’t be intolerable either. Their awkwardness lasted till Ben spotted a wild shrub with Begonias on his right. “That’s clever. Wonder how many in the group are good with flower names.” Ben smirked. “Why?” “That’s a Begonia. Not native to this forest. But it starts with our alphabet B. If they were to place flowers starting with the corresponding alphabet, wouldn’t it be hard to figure if you are not familiar with plants?” He stopped and dismounted. There was a trunk behind the shrub. Dana pressed the buzzer as Ben kneeled to open it.

Eric said while smirking at Rose. Her dad, Mr. Caden Carter looked at Amy and Rose and said "You two ladies look beautiful, but there will be another beauty with us tonight." Just then she noticed someone in the shadows of the curtain. The color from her face drained out. She became so pale that someone could have mistaken her for a sculpture. The knots in her stomach tightened so much that it hurt. Libelle. What the hell was she doing here? She was wearing a pink dress with flowers on it ,it made her look like a little fairy. Belle came running to her and hugged her so tight that she crèche her dress. But none of that mattered right now.

He looked like he was in agony. But I was staring at the fresh scar on the webbing of his right hand, my entire body turning ice cold. That scar was identical to the one on the hand holding the woman's waist in the profile picture of the anonymous poster I had just seen. If I remembered correctly, that scar appeared three months ago. I was two months pregnant then, and we were walking in the deep forest. A feral Rogue suddenly rushed out. Kael didn't think twice before shielding me, fighting the beast with his bare hands.

Used to create water-breathing mask filter. Huh? Was it that simple to find a cap variant blue mushroom monster? Zen’s dumb luck was getting out of hand, but he wasn’t complaining. Progress was progress. He had no idea how he obtained his first blue mushroom cap, but apparently, this can be regrown like a lizard’s tail. It was probably good for Zen, who preferred not to fight monsters head-on. This cap-wearing blue mushroom monster was timid, much like the purple mushroom cap variant monster. Applying the same trick, Zen waited for the next monster and realised that while cap-wearing variants appeared in this part of the lake, there were still more regular blue mushroom monsters. After sever