Chimera Monsters Novels & Stories

Their long and thin tongue is stuck out as if they are already craving human flesh. The hole emits miasma nonstop as it stands as the portal to hell. Every moment, other creatures were materialized and given life. Goblins, Golems, Ghouls, Orge, Imps, Lich, Warlocks, you name it! To make everything short, everything related to the corrupted souls of Tartaro. I look at Phelan, and I see no fear on him despite the innumerable foes. Neither anyone in my pack shows fear. Instead, I see their excitement in their hazel orbs.

Silently I cast an [Appraisal] on the dead corpse. {Name: Seed of the Deep Ones Threat Level: 3 Type: Undead/ Parasite Description: A parasitic monster that latches onto a host and slowly draining the life of their host, gains the strength of 2/3 of their host. The seed of the deep ones was a monster that feeds on souls and mana, prefers living environment was underwater, only able to stay out of water for only 24 hours. Classified as a hunter and a collector for a Deep one: Chutlusia, lord of the underwater.}

When it was six o'clock, I pulled a shirt over my hostel shorts and pulled on a hoodie to go, I didn't know if I should wear my Nike or addidas slides. "We want checks not stripes, Fam", Malik said quoting a line from a rap sound. White tee, black hostel shorts, white Nike slides and a grey hoodie. Did someone say Monotone? Chidimma was already there, she fiddle with her fro as I walk towards her. She lifted her head to search for me I suppose and our eyes met, she smiled wrinkling her eyes and I notice a dimple on the left side of her lower lip. "You have a dimple?"

She headed back to the desk, interrupting Nick and Kimber’s obviously intimate conversation. It was still early in the day. She hoped with everything in her it would be over soon. Kimber gave Madchen a shy smile, and got herself ready to transport a pt to CT. “Taming the wild dragon, are we?” Nick leaned into her ear. “What, no!” she exclaimed, realizing Nick was referring to his moody brother. “I just explained a few things to him. He’s not used to these Servos, is all. You know how it is,” she shrugged, “They all do the same thing, with different knobs and buttons,”

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

As we soon started to call them, the chimeras came too fast, too unexpected, and too strong. Barely having time for a counterattack, their attacks spread all over the Earth. Appearing all over, some in cities, some in the counties, and a few even in the middle of the ocean, they move fast and within only a few months, entire nations are reduced to nothing more than burning trash.

For 1 hour Curich and Seliet were telling me the whole story of the Chimeras, it was difficult to digest so many things that happened and of which I was supposed to be a part, and so they began their story. … … … … … The Chimera herd, exists for hundreds of years, hidden from the view of all, but existing in the midst of living nature, was part of the many that eventually emerged, but, after diseases, wars between clans, and the incidence of man ended most of them, remaining this as the only one with pure blood, or at least we believed it, the herd is characterized by two things, one is that they have a rare type of heterochromia so their eyes depending on the case and the genetics are usual

she continued, “their blood responds before their minds do. That is why mates feel one another across distance. Why separation feels like illness.” Her gaze drifted knowingly toward me, though Mae had asked. “That is also why denying it can be fatal.” The candles flickered, shadows crawling across the walls. “Not everyone who is recognized should be turned,” the Ancient One said. “But those who ask. Those who step forward and choose the monster willingly—” She leaned toward us, voice lowering. “They almost always survive.” Her eyes locked fully onto mine. “Because the change does not create the darkness,” she said. “It only gives it permission.”

On one part was her younger sister, who is well capable of making her days a living hell, and on the other were the Xerxes twins, who, if she still loved her job, she must never step on their delicate and extremely sensitive toes. Thus, to secure her own head, Emily must learn to walk on eggshells around the trio. "Of course, you are a pathetic being. How does it feel to be the lazy one around?" Timberline inquired. Emily could not understand what Timberline was trying to imply, but nevertheless, she went on to speak in her defense. "I... I... am not lazy... I..." "Just keep quiet, loser!" Samantha yelled. "What is more devastating than living among werewolves with no wolf? You are a failure

The word that sent shivers down my spine was the guttural chorus of their voices: "Chimera." The released hybrids moved to protect me from the snarling lunges of the ones still under his influence. I stood trembling, feeling strength erupt within me as the air filled with blood and claws from monsters fighting monsters. I looked at Thorne. His voice was quiet, but his golden eyes blazed. Can you see now? They did not influence this. You could always claim it. Partly in awe, partly in terror, I shuddered. Since he was correct. Not only was my wolf roaring. It was in the lead.