Female Monsters Novels & Stories

"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.

I speak in an low and sweet voice, that comes more like the voice of a psychopath. " We wanted to free the world from dragons and their reign. You are a Dragon mistress that's the same your ancestors did, help us make the world a better place " one of the dares to speak. I observe the three women, they are dressed in black lether , hair gray, skin pale green and I smirk. By creating this monsters they started to turn themselves in some kind of different creatures. They look like the witches from the old movies, who have flown on broomsticks.

ALL of the ghost were female and judging by their ghostly state, they died because of sexual assault. "Heh." Ming Yue suddenly let out a snicker, a ruthless smile slowly, slooooowly appeared on her face, creating the very picture of an Ice Demoness. The men trembled on their feet because of fear, one of them even wet his pants because of the cold aura Ming Yue brought out from within her. "It reeks with darkness.." Ming Yue muttered softly and said the words that made all the men there, included An Wu, had their hearts sank to the bottom of abyss.

“Who calls my name so boldly?” “So, you are her then? Yahaira?” Vera asked. “You called me by a name you weren’t sure I’d respond to?” the woman asked her. “The name is coming up a lot, and there’s always monsters involved. They even called your name,” Vera told her. The woman pulled a face. “Monsters.” “Yes, monsters. We don’t know where they come from, but there’s monsters everywhere. They’re fast, and they’re killing other species,” Vera explained.

The more superstitious ones backed off in fear that the girls were getting possessed. The girls eventually morphed into huge disfigured muscly monsters that lashed out with vengeance. As chaos descended in the building, Nozomi stood at the top. She welcomed the fresh air entering her airways, which felt too clogged up with the clammy air from the building. Then, she glanced down dispassionately at the created monsters. They were wiping the floor with their abusers and bathing in their blood.

His eyes are entirely pitch black, and he doesn’t look the slightest bit bothered even as Vanya chokes and sputters, her shaking fingers desperately trying to push his boot off. “I don’t hit women, Vanya. But I fight monsters and crush them because I can. And you…you’re just another breed of monster. The kind that is destined to die by my hands.” She coughs up blood, struggling to breathe. Her eyes are bigger than I’ve ever seen them, bulging in their sockets. She looks…terrified. Slowly, he moves his feet off her throat, and she chokes. I watch as he crouches in front of her, staring at her with a blank look on his face.

Oh no, not again. "Fuck!" Erix caused, apparently seeing the mist at the same time I did. "Come on!" Alix shouted, jutting me from my frozen state, but didn't budge, I was strangely suddenly calm and filled with the need to move forward instead, just as the swirling mist expanded and suddenly began dropping six feet tall monsters with hoofs and forked tails, along with other monsters I had never seen before. "Shit!" Erix's voice sounded far away.

But now they were taking everything that had been left behind by previous purloining. “Don’t you know?” A woman asked looking up from the box that she was filling with swimsuits. Her question was hostile. “They say there are mermaids now,” she continued anyway, her tone ripe with annoyance. “Mermen, whatever. Werewolves, vampires, witches and mermaids. Except these aren’t the nice type of mermaid like the movies. These ones aren’t going to sing a happy song. These ones are going to kill us.” “Judith,” the man returned from the back of the shop and handed Aislen a metal flask full of water. “That’s a bit grim.”

"We don't want trouble with you, Alpha! We just want what’s ours. We want the females. They’re our property." I looked back for a split second. The women had stopped. They were watching me with wide, hollow eyes. Some had collapsed onto the grass, breathing in ragged, heaving gasps. Others were huddled together, clutching each other’s arms, trembling so violently I could see it from twenty yards away. They looked at me not as a savior, but as another potential monster. I faced the men again, my lip curling into a snarl. "These females do not belong to you. They belong to no one."

Instead, he gritted his teeth and said, "I think the woman who becomes a mistress and then tricks an honest man into marrying her is filthy and despicable. I think she deserves to be ruined and condemned!" He was acting weird today. But before I had the time to ponder further, we arrived at the banquet hall. As I lifted my dress to step onto the stage, a group of people who called themselves the Anti-Mistress Alliance stormed in. In the lead was a middle-aged woman with sharp eyes. She lunged at me and slapped me hard across the face. "You shameless thing, how dare you seduce my husband? I'm beating you to death!" She moved so quickly that I didn't have time to react. In an instant, my cheek