Evangelion Monster Novels & Stories

Seventeen hours to transform enough humans that Convergence found no vulnerable hosts. Seventeen hours to become plague Elena and Marcus had designed me to be. The countdown started. The choice was made. The monster was unleashed. And Eva Morrison began spreading enhancement to save humanity by violating everything that made humanity worth saving.

As for the mythical monsters in the ordinary monster period, Caspian had only heard that it was possible, but it was relatively low — so low that it could almost be ignored. At that time, Daisy's face turned pale. She breathed in with great difficulty and turned to Caspian, mumbling, "An enlightened monster mythical monster —" An enlightened mythical monster was equivalent to a Holy Land Realm cultivator, and it was definitely not something they could deal with now.

Evelyn rushed to the door and checked through the peephole. “Who is it, Evelyn?” I asked, mentally hoping it wasn't my father. Evelyn opened the door, and four monsters walked in casually. “Just our protectors.” A scream left my lips as took in each of their faces, their glowing eyes looking deep into my soul as they bared their fangs. “Demons!”

(Radian) “There’s 3 of their unique Products that we need..that nobody knows that perhaps the entire world also needed….1 is the Great Southern Wasteland Standard Monster Core output, 2 is the Monster Called Flavoured Beholder, a Unique monster that is native and only existed in that place…And third is the Monster called, Doll of Hatred…these 3 things is most essentials to us…that no matter what Aeternum need to monopoly all of it..”.

"Gabriel agreed to let you go, but on one condition. You'll have a nausea chip implanted. This chip will release random electrical pulses 24 hours a day, triggering vomiting at unpredictable times. If you can endure it for five years, Gabriel will let you off." My mother's eyes went wide with fury. "That damn kid! I'm his mother. How could he do this to me?" The doctor gave a quiet laugh. "You don't know? Gabriel already severed all legal ties with you. To him now, you're just an enemy." When my mother woke up from the anesthesia, aside from a slight soreness in her throat, she didn't feel anything unusual. She let out a few dismissive laughs. "It's just a chip. What's the big deal? You're a

Zoranna and Luna both looked at him as they waited for Xolvion to expand on what he had said. "As you already know. Monsters can evolve into a better stronger form of their species, depending on their strength and experiences. A normal goblin would evolve into a hobgoblin for say." Xolvion explained, getting a nod from Luna. "Yes, I am aware of that master," Zoranna said, happening to be a monster herself, even though she was born a vampire. "I believe that this little goblin is in the top tier of her species and will prove useful once fully grown." Xolvion then said, getting a nod from both Luna and Zoranna.

she pointed out. I wondered if her argument was really about me or if it had to do with her mother betraying her. Her mother was the one that started this epidemic. She turned into a Malefica, evil Sorceress, and made a deal with a Daemon. A Daemon is much like our traditional demons; however, they cannot take a soul on their own. So Jenevive, Avamarie's Mother, promised him souls in return for unlimited power. In order to seal her bargain with the Daemon, she took her daughter's life. But Avamarie was strong enough to escape before being lost. I knew Avamarie couldn't help but feel the sting of that betrayal deeply and in return her trust in people had become shattered. In empathy I reached

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

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.

"Six AM sharp. Squad One tags out, Squad Three tags in." Arlo's fingers fly across his keyboard, pulling up the roster. "Vera takes the perimeter. The Dark Elf from the training hall. Her archery is lethal." "True. But every high-ranking monster has an exploitable racial weakness," I say, flashing a wicked smirk. Arlo spins his chair around, his jaw surprisingly tense. "You mean...like sexually harassing a Throne Angel?" I grin. He'd monitored my entire audio feed. "You threatened to kiss a giant, floating eyeball," Arlo mutters, aggressively crossing his arms and looking away.