Female Monsters Novels & Stories

And then, the monsters breached the mist. They were horrifying. They were massive, grey-skinned abominations, their muscles bulging with sickening, unnatural proportions. Their chaotic, glowing purple eyes burned with mindless, explosive rage. To Mwajuma, they were the ultimate manifestation of the toxic, violent male spirit—beasts that existed only to destroy the beauty of the world.

"He's a troubled man-unpredictable, they say. Every day I beg the Goddess why she mated me to him. What did I do to deserve this? She never answers, and despite what he promises, he never stops. And I put up with it for a long time because I love him, but with the pregnancy, I can't risk it. So I've been thinking, and I think I have a solution." "What is it?" She glances down. "I heard about that woman who killed her mate here." Bile rises in my stomach and I'm sure that I'm going to be sick. "Aurora-" Her eyes gloss over and redden, but she doesn't let the tears slip away from her. "I know it's sick. I-I keep hearing him say these things; how we act like humans trapped in monster bodies, wh

Acario suggested then they all went out of the room. •*•*•*•* Alexis is here in a dark place and alone. She looked everywhere and she didn't saw anyone. She walks slowly then she saw the same human like monsters with bloodshed eyes. She bit her nails because of fear. "I'm afraid... I'm so afraid..." She said then she closed her eyes when those monsters attacks when someone came to help her. "My dear Ophelia... Are you okay?" Alexis looks at her mother then nodded. She hugs her mother tightly.

“Why can’t she just drive to Joplin or Pittsburg to watch a chick flick or children’s film like most mothers?” “Because Evelyn Monroe is not like most mothers,” Beth said quickly. “You’re telling me.” It was nice that someone knew firsthand what she was talking about. “But then, neither is Karen Wilson.” “True. It’s a wonder our parents aren’t better friends since our mothers are both domineering weirdos who can’t be reasoned with, and our fathers are both punching bags with no…” “Balls?” Beth’s face scrunched up of its own accord. “That is not the word I was going to use.”

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"

A voice calls as I get off my bike. Checking my body for damage, I catch a glimpse of something slinking up from the side of one of the empty warehouses. It’s a female with heavy breasts. She’s covered in thick auburn fur, and she’s followed by werewolf pack members of all shapes and sizes. Her scent is a heavy cinnamon musk---alpha.

I would have looked ar Carver and Jace but all I could do was stand there and stare. “What in the fuck?” I asked. “I do not know but we need to get the Luna.” Carver yelled. As we turned around to go for her there stood the Rock Goddesses. I can tell you this, every one of us was shocked. We all stood there staring at them. What the fuck are they doing here? You could feel the power radiating off them. It honestly made me want to bare my neck or take a knee. I watched as their eyes started to glow green and a red aura, which was stifling, began to form around them. It drifted out from them in a circle. They were growling and that is where that sound was coming from. They let out a growl and

"While that King sleeps in his high tower? While the man who framed you drinks champagne? They are calling you a child-killer, Aurelia. They are cheering for your death." I closed my eyes, seeing Kaelen’s cold face as he turned his back on me. I felt the slap from the Luna again. I felt the silver chain hitting my chest. The sadness started to drain away, replaced by a heat so intense it felt like my blood was turning into lava. "They think I'm a monster," I whispered. "So be the monster they fear," the wolf tempted. “Give me your soul. Let me into the cracks they broke in you. I will give you the strength to tear their world apart. I will give you the power to make them crawl."

By the time I reached the pack, it was broad daylight. "Isn't she the girl who lures wolves with her indecent scent? Where do you think she was the entire night? And look at her—Oh My! Did she lose her virginity?" The loud gasp of a woman reminded me that I had reached the omega neighborhood. I crossed my arms over my body, trying to shield myself as much as I could. I kept my eyes down, unable to bear the judgmental stares of those who passed by. "Maren's daughter. I told that old man to keep her chained up in the basement. He never listened. Thought he could prevent something like this with that pendant."

and cumming, uncontrollably Tears already gathering at my eyes at the intenseness of it. The dragon-kin grabbed my throat with a scaled hand and squeezed while he slapped my face hard with his heavy spiked cock. “Little human girl wished for monsters,” he growled. “Now you’re getting what you begged for.” They switched positions. The orc flipped me onto all fours and fucked my ass so hard I thought my spine would break. The werewolf finally knotted me, that huge swollen bulb locking inside my pussy, stretching me even wider as he pumped hot cum straight into my womb. I felt my belly swell a little from the sheer amount.