Can The Monster Speak Novels & Stories

Nyra ran forward and tossed a vial — it cracked open on the monster’s flank, searing the flesh with fire. The creature roared and spun toward Nyra. Lyra saw the blow coming too late. The monster’s claw caught Nyra in the chest — and hurled her across the chamber. She slammed into a rock wall and crumpled. “Nyra!” Lyra screamed. But then the beast turned back to her — stumbling, bleeding, but still upright. And it spoke. In a voice that was not its own. “Come home, little girl,” it rasped, lips unmoving, eyes flashing red. “Come to your grave.”

“How are you getting something to eat?” “I broke into the candy machine, and the drinking fountain has water.” “Does the monster know you’re in here?” “I dunno, it never comes here.” “Where does it go?” “Sometimes it slides on the street. Sometimes it crawls in the grass.” “What does the monster do?” “It slides and eats stuff. It ate a squirrel. The squirrel tried to get away, but the monster crawled over it, and it was gone.” “Have you been anywhere else downtown?” “I wanted to go to the grocery store, but I’m too afraid. The monster will get me.”

Rion knitted his brows and stared intently at the monster's purple eyes. The atmosphere that was previously noisy, was now suddenly quiet. Amidst the chaos, Rion stood face to face with the twenty-meter-sized monster. Trish, who had just stood up after being thrown away, was surprised when he heard the monster speak. It spoke to the king, and the other knights, who had just stood up seemed to also be surprised. They all looked at each other in bewilderment. They seemed to be asking each other about what they had just heard. "I'm flattered that you still remember my voice so well, Brother," said the monster.

It was bigger than anyone imagined. Fair. Much bigger. Reasonable honestly. Then the creature smiled. And the sky broke. CRACK! Dark fractures spread across the heavens. Lightning turned black. The ocean began boiling. Entire sections of water rose into the air. Defying gravity. Defying reality. Then the monster spoke. Its voice echoed through the island. Through the sea. Through the hearts of everyone listening. "AT LAST." The kingdom shook. Buildings collapsed. Statues shattered. The throne room trembled.

Every inquiry with my eyes was met with their perfunctory answers: "You need to rest now, don't think too much." "When your body recovers, you will know everything." Kael did not appear once. No one mentioned what happened at that ritual. A few days passed. My body improved somewhat, and I could barely make a hoarse, weak sound. While my mother was wiping my face, I used all my strength to squeeze out a few words: "Where... is Kael?" My mother's hand trembled, and the towel almost fell to the floor.

Leonidas. He looks at me without surprise. Like he’s known this was coming. Like he planned it. I feel the blood drain from my face. My eyes refusing to leave his, my mind both still and confused. My vampire side shouting in glee. Screaming “I knew it” My father turns, his voice casual as ever. “I thought it was time the two of you had a proper conversation,” he says. I don’t respond. I can’t. My heart is pounding so loud I barely hear what he says next.

“This one is a demonic one…” “A demonic monster?” Claude and Darrion frowned in alarm. Jai looked at them curiously. “What’s a demonic monster?” Claude tried to explain. “There are six types of monsters in this world. The normal ones without elements like cats, dogs, the ordinary cows and sheep are considered as domestic monster. They only cause a small amount of damage compared to the others. The next one is elemental monster that is able to use element to its will, and sometimes, they also produce the elemental energy themselves. The third one is intelligent monster. This one usually understands human language and has a higher comprehension of life, meaning, it’s usually a lot more powerfu

He lay sprawled on the floor, unmoving, blood trickling from the side of his head. "Vesper!" I cried out and rushed towards him, but the monster leaped in front of me. A wicked grin illuminated its face, as if it had been anticipating this moment when we would be alone. "You are the one, are you not?" it questioned. So, it talks? I was surprised; although it had a mouth, I never expected it could speak. Its granite-gray eyes narrowed into slits as it gazed at me longer than I anticipated. The minotaur's flat nose flared, and it licked its fat lips and uttered, "I am going to enjoy being with you. The last girl wasn't very tasteful, and I can't wait to see the tears in your mother's eyes when

If these monsters were attacking his wife and children, it wouldn't be long before they. Lucas' face hardened as he stared at the numerous monsters in front of him. Despite being stronger than them, he felt like he was hacking down a tree with a needle. "What exactly are you creatures?" Lucas realized it was pointless. Monsters cannot communicate. However, he was astounded by the response. “Warriors of the Monarch.” Lucas's eyes trembled. He then turned to face the speaker, a tall devilishly handsome yet cold-faced elf. The white hair stood out in the dark room.

(They continued into the cave which was already lit with fire) RIVER: (heard a loud growl) Did you hear that? LOGAN: Must be the rock monster ROCK MONSTER: Mortal! Why are you here? RIVER: (whispers to Logan but maintaining eye contact with the monster) OMG, it's bigger than I expected and...it talks LOGAN: (swallows)