Chimera Monsters Novels & Stories

ANWEN'S POV Twenty years later. Monsters rule the world now. They don’t hide in shadows or lurk beneath beds. They sit in councils. They wear crowns. They walk our roads in broad daylight as if the world belongs to them. Because it does. They call themselves the Scions—magic wielders, shifters, and chimeras—descendants of the Radiants who once walked the earth, and of humans. I used to think they were just stories Mama told me when I was small. She said monsters roamed the woods—that they snatched little girls who wandered too far, that they carried women away to their lairs.

Terrick massage his forehead, he could feel the headache which is trying to find its way into his head. "Griffin," Dominic said looking at the creature which has the body of a lion, the tail of a snake, head and wings of a lion. It is popularly know as the grim reaper and the embodiment of death itself. "You will go to the packs in the South, I know you can handle them." The creature screech in an attempt to talk. "Chimera," he smiled at the creature which was like the griffin, it is a monstrous beast which is part lion, part goat and a snake demon.

I almost jumped on my seat not at all expecting 'demons' as my mother's murderers. " Lemme explain first, calm down your ass." She exclaimed and gently took my hands in hers, patting it softly. " Their main motive was to attack me, so that they could suck out the 'potus' crystal from my chest. But unfortunately as they mistook her for me, there wasn't any potus crystal in there 'cause she was a normal human." (Incase you're confused with this 'potus' word , the author combined two words to form this one which are

Chad was surprised he had not sensed it earlier and asked, "Are there spirit creatures in Saffronesia too?" Imperious laughed. "Of course! The term northeastern spirits is used because many are in Hacniane's northeast. But spirits exist everywhere, and they're not limited to foxes, weasels, hedgehogs, snakes, and rats." They returned to the underground villa. After sending Imperious off from the bunker, Chad reopened the medicinal materials for the chimera pill, which lacked one crucial ingredient—dragon scales. In that context, it referred to python scales. Chad pondered the possibility of a Saffronesian spirit practitioner seeking someone in Hacniane to refine the chimera pill. That led hi

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"

“If there’s a single scratch on my body, the entire Chicago would know what kind of monsters you all are.” “When the time comes, you will meet our monsters first,” I snarled. “Keep your empty threats to yourself, Dominic.” She narrowed her eyes. “They don’t scare me anymore; in fact, it’s boring and repetitive.” “If there’s anything worth remembering about you, Sophia, that is, you are an attention-seeking whore. We know the video is fake, and you are desperate. Get to the fucking point. NOW!”

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Then. He paused for a moment, then continued, "The first chalice is probably still in their hands. Do you know what the consequences will be?" Chaz came closer to me. "The witches will can't be burned by fire! The first chalice is a fire-proof chalice. If that happens, we won't be able to kill them by burning them." Chaz looked away and turned around. I could see that he was worried. Of course, all the Hunters would panic hearing it.

“Let’s see if a nightmare can bleed.” The creature’s growl shook the entire clearing. Trees split, vines writhed, and the beasts hiding in the shadows scattered. Behind me, Elias whimpered again. “You’re insane!” “Maybe,” I said, my grin widening, “but at least I’m not crying for my mommy.” Tera blinked through her tears, staring at me like she’d just remembered who the hell she was. The air around us thickened as the Primorath reared back to strike. Its claws glowed with dark energy, and the ground cracking beneath it.