El Monstruo Milton Novels & Stories

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

My height towering over everyone in the room. His eyes twitched. Just a flicker in his throat, a breath caught. A reminder that no matter how old or clever he was, he still felt fear. Good. I stepped into the full light, letting him see me clearly. Letting him remember what I was. He stood up as well, Darian Morvain not one to be intimidated. We were almost nose to nose, though I still towered over him, Alpha to Vampire Lord. Predator to parasite. My blood burned hotter. My hands didn’t shake. He was the one here asking for something.

"What is about to come is not something that even I can handle. Lucian wants you and he is going to do anything to get you. Even if it means killing me. With the help of the witches, Lucian can do and get anything that he wants, Alana." "But, Caleb--" "Inside, Alana," Caleb said sternly, with finality this time as he turned to the gate. I wanted to pay deaf ears to his warnings but I quickly changed my mind after I saw what had been causing the stomps and roars. A huge hideous looking monster that stood at about ten feet tall, came charging towards us. It uprooted strong trees and broke to pieces large boulders that stood in its way. It let out a loud roar and I suddenly realized why it's vo

It happened at Nathaniel’s villa. Back then, I still had unrestricted access to any of the properties under his name. Sometime past midnight, someone came home. I didn’t remember much of what kind of drunken mess I had made. The only thing my hazy mind clung to was stopping that person from turning on the lights because I was a disaster, and I didn’t want my humiliation laid bare under the harsh glow. "Alright." There was a pause before the man finally agreed but he was terrible at comforting others—even compliments came out awkward and hesitant.

Abel thought grimly as he slipped deeper into the dark, “to stop chasing this monster.” This was no longer about history. It was time for catching monsters.

Then she said, “The worst case would be that The Mogollon Man should be overcome and become a vampire himself.” “What if he already is a vampire?” “I don’t think he is one of them. If he was, he would not have been capable of using the stake to kill an important vampire leader.” Millie looked doubtful, but she remained silent. The two girls went back to conducting their vigil over the corridor. “I am glad the vampire leader is gone. I do not doubt he still harbored evil designs to turn you and me into his followers.” Becky whispered. “Changing the subject. A Cthulhu figure is back on my shoulder.”

She shoved the heavy iron door open, stepping out into a room that looked less like a palace and more like a slaughterhouse. The chamber was vast, spanning the size of three cathedral halls. The walls were lined with thousands of massive, transparent cylinders filled with bubbling, bioluminescent orange fluid. Inside every single cylinder hung an obsidian monstrosity—identical to the one that had attacked them in the cathedral, but these were larger, their scythe-claws fully formed, their crystalline teeth glistening behind the glass. "Saints preserve us," Marcus breathed as he hauled Kael up through the hatch, his eyes widening as he looked at the endless rows of monsters. "There are thousa

And that terrified him. Kristen had looked at him like he was more than a monste, like he was a good man. And deep down, he believed her. But belief is dangerous. It makes you soft. And softness is fatal in his world. Carlo collapses into a chair, overwhelmed. He’s a feared man, a killer. But now he’s haunted by the memory of Kristen’s breathless gasp, the warmth of her skin, and the sound of her crying behind a locked door.

Dogs love that kind of thing anyway! With a clatter, Bonnie dropped the shard of glass to the floor. Tears streamed down her face as she murmured, "You're a monster. You're nothing but a monster!" Milo gave a soft laugh and walked up to her. He ran a finger across her neck and wiped away some of the blood. "You give me too much credit. Sometimes, I'm worse than any monster." He undid the belt that bound her hands. "Now you have two choices. Cooperate with me, or die a martyr for that boyfriend of yours."

he looks at it with disbelief “UU!!! how can we defeat that monster!”- David. his eyes were shaking and can’t think straight anymore The fear starts eating their brave heart and enveloping them in deep darkness. This monster can’t be defeated by just improving in a month. It needed more time and more opportunities to win this battle, but everything about that was not available anymore. *GRRRUOOOOOOO!!!!* Clenching its 2 giant fists the red body of the Gigante suddenly went redder and steam can be seen going out from its red body