Female Monsters Novels & Stories

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

The succubus on my left rushed forward like a raging bull and tried to bind me with her chains, but with a slight alteration of my step I moved out of the chains trajectory and successfully evaded the attack. It continued to dash forward and tripped falling face flat, I saw it's thick thighs jiggle as it hit the asphalt floor with quite an impact. That was only a quick peek at a close distance but that is sure a spectacle that my former self wouldn't be able to notice. I was now facing off against a type of monster that can affect your acuity through sexual stimulation. ….A monster that embodies lust from head to toe. Swururung! Aside from the fight, I'm most worried that my fetishes will sl

I have a vague memory of seeing someone like that in a picture in the Ogre’s quarters. The second was a female monster. Her brown and grey hair reminded me of the fur on the creatures that shared the walls with me. I think I heard a monster call them “mice” before. Of course, they are my only friends. It seemed the monsters were scared of the little things. The female monster also had brown eyes. Her skin was like an old wall, full of cracks and wrinkles. When they were alone, she seemed to be the leader. But in front of other people, she let the first monster speak as if the leader.

“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!”

she said loudly again. The monsters began believing her words. My boyfriends and I couldn't argue about it because it was just going to make us look suspicious. By the end of the day, every monster began talking about a certain existing Vamwolf. Worse, the humans came rioting at the gate, yelling that the academy should be taken down. Miss Hellcat assured them that she was going to find the murderer. Despite the monsters gossiping about the killer being a Vamwolf, she didn't send for me. She didn't try to question me, even when she knew I was the only existing Vamwolf.

“Darling, don’be deceived.” Kristen stepped forward, boldly. “I could tell him everything. I could end this right now.” Carolina’s eyes flashed, but her smile didn’t fade. “Go ahead.” Kristen hesitated. “Tell him,” Carolina said, circling her like a predator. “Tell him you’re not the girl he thinks you are. That the woman he wants to destroy isn’t even your real mother. Let’s see what happens next.” Kristen swallowed hard. “And what do you think will happen when you do? You think he’ll wrap you in his arms and say, ‘Thank you for your honesty, Kristen? Or… Sophie, I should say.”

But he was here, so he’d have to do. Wanting to appear as nonthreatening as possible, I smiled and waved. “Hey. Sorry for bothering you, but do you know how to get to the rose garden?” That must’ve been the wrong question to ask. His face drained of color. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “You can’t go there.” What? “Why not?” “A monster lives in there. Half her face is melted off. She eats the thorns from the roses so she can spit them at people, stabbing them in the neck to slice their throats open until they bleed out and die.”

she started as scary faces once again filled her mind. They're monsters. The people. They let her fall, now as she stared at them, their eyes started to become wobbly, then their body swayed back and forth like slime that is formed into a person and as if adding fuel to the fire the red woman came back, laughing at her. They haunt her, talking nonsense, but she can't do anything to fight them back because her hands were chained pinning her on a tall-barred wall. - "I'm taking her back."

"Nonhumans can be witches, sirens or even demons. But we are Angels." "Cassandra." Amelia looks at her sister and Cassandra raises her hands as if surrendering. "Heaven." I drag my gaze from Cassandra to her sister. "Are you okay?" "Of course not! You kidnap me then come up with this insane story that we are not humans and that we are sisters. What is wrong with all of you?" I tell at all three of them. "We didn't kidnap you." Nikolina says calmly. "Oh no, of course you didn't." I say sardonically. "I just magically appeared here because I wanted to spend time with.... what did you say we were....my nonhuman sisters."

I cried with my knees on the ground. “Let you go?” he smiled. It wasn’t his usual sheepish smile, it was an evil kind of smile. And that smile sent me chill to the bottom of my stomach. That monster reached my chin, then lowered his lips to my ear. "Tonight I'll make you a woman," he whispered, And I felt like my world falling apart before my eyes. Make me a woman, he said? In the blink of an eye, that monster tore my blue pastel dress with his bare hand. Exposing my bare skin from my torso up. My heart dropped to my stomach, and the air grew heavier, so heavy that I couldn't breathe.