El Monstruo Milton Novels & Stories

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear. Someone reached out to touch me. It wasn't Kael. It was a softer, warmer touch, checking my eyelids, my pulse. "The Luna is in shock, her heart rate is dropping rapidly!" "We need to stabilize her spirit immediately." "Quick, get the moonstone elixir!" "No! Her wolf is going dormant!" What happened? Were they talking about me? Is my wolf, Selene, dying? I didn't know. I only felt my eyelids getting heavier, so incredibly sleepy.

But there was a monster before her, ready to squeeze the last breath out of her lungs. The Phantom turned towards her, Ashley, breathing heavily through its muzzle while it strained its eyes at her, showing off its fangs with a slight growl. Mila still crawled backwards with her hands and her feet, until her hands felt the hardness of a broken branch. Her eyes were quickly driven into that direction, her hands suddenly grabbing a hold of it. She stared at the wood in her hand, too heavy to lift without adding more strength. She looked at it with the thoughts of what the wood would do, the damage it would cause when she smashes the wood against the monster's head.

Mount Mille loomed in front of them, a stark contrast to the vastness of Kitherglen. While Kitherglen was expansive and inviting, Mount Mille exuded an eerie and terrifying presence, as if a hundred thousand malevolent spirits were lurking within its depths. There was no denying that Mount Mille was a frightening place. Most of its land was covered in ancient forests, home to fierce and dangerous creatures. In addition, there was a powerful ethnic group known as the Mertonians living on the outskirts of the mountain. Their territory was called Merton.

This action seemed familiar and gave him a very disgusting déjà vu. Caelum looked up at her, she was already bending in front of him in a way that her boobs were just inches away from his touch. But there, there, Angela had made a terrible mistake. Caelum let go of the coffee mug that fell straight at her heels. She screeched. Those heels looked expensive, probably gifted by one of the many men she slept with. Not to mention the hot coffee being spilled on her bare feet. He looked her dead in the eyes, pure hatred and disgust shone on his face. Angela was more than terrified, her face had gone pale.

He bumped heavily into Benjamin who was just starting to get himself again. “Zamora divine god help us, what the hell is wrong with Ser Godfrey this is obviously not a ravage monster, i suspect it could be a legendary monster with such strength.” Mica added, her face down with the outcome of the fight. “Mica, I need you to distract the monster, I have an idea.” “Over here!” She said, her voice echoing through the colosseum, the monster's interest got back to her as she ran avoiding its shooting webs. Mica couldn’t keep up for long as the monster was getting closer each passing second.

got blurry and bright spots lightened before her eyes as she felt the incredible power of the creature solely through his cock. She realized how insignificant she was beneath the massive bulk of meat and muscles and how she was completely at his mercy. For some reason, Mildred found this incredibly exciting and she tried to stay still, waiting for his next move. Maya and Anais saw the large creature walk slowly over Mildred and then they heard a scream. Maya thought that the monster had stepped on her but Anais had a better idea of what was going on. "Gods have mercy! He is going to crush her!" Maya said with anxiousness. "I don't think so, my Princess. I can't see very well from this angle

Lana said making me nod as I tensely look at the moving bushes. We all turn quiet when a big ugly looking monster appears before us also follows by others with the same appearance. By my count, there are 5 of them with the size of an elephant. They have this brownish color, one eye on the center of the head, two big horns, and sharp long teeth. The monsters are like giant Cyclops if in our world but they look so different. They stand on both two feet and they had these 6 long hands. The one closer to us suddenly growls as they all look at us as if readying themselves to attack.

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

Miron, his senses on high alert, instinctively pulled his horse to a halt. The rustling grew louder and closer until it culminated in a sight that stole Miron's breath away. He stared, speechless, as a legion of monstrous figures emerged from the trees, their eyes glowing with an infernal light. The shock was so profound that Miron lost his grip on the reins, tumbling from his horse with a thud.