Female Monsters Novels & Stories

Seeing their expressions similar to ghosts in anime, Audelia felt slightly insulted. ‘These two..’ ‘Is having two elements are THAT scary?’ ‘I am just a ‘normal’ average girl, you know..’ “You two..” Audelia opened her mouth to speak her mind, “I know I am just an average girl but seeing both of your expressions is kind of making me angry, you know..” *Creak* *Creak* Creak* Just like robots Audelia saw in movies, she saw the two of them turned their heads towards her. Audelia could have sworn she heard creaking sound of their neck twisting but.. maybe it was just her imagination…

He offered. Men were easy to manipulate, they were so gullible, it disgusted her. Women were stronger, men were weak, emotionally and physically. They all thought with one thing; their sexual organ. She almost spat out disgustingly. "You'd rather I become your hoe over collecting a three million bribe?" Rob skovich's brows furrowed in confusion, "a three million bribe, I wasn't offered no such amount" Munawarrah stared in confusion before realization dawned on her, Samuel Joseph, the bastard!

Therefore, she was certain that these two women, who got in with ease even being unnoticed, were not any ordinary experts. “Five Batton...Five Batton…” She shouted for help and reached for her mobile phone immediately. She wanted to call the police with her phone. She was very worried that she might not be able to deal with these two women. Her heart was beating faster and faster. The duo looked at each other and snorted coldly. They then attacked her at the same time. Xyla Quest striked back with all her might. However, she was no match for them and was pinned onto the floor eventually.

There's no fear in him, and it's like provoking her more. Her breath becomes heavier, and soon enough, a shill holder dominates the whole realm. All village, all kingdoms, heard her cry of agony. Audra looks at Donovan once again, before they all disappear in a heavy mist of ice and fire. "In this realm, we are the so-called monsters. But now, I pity you, for the real one has just been awakened."

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

The white silk whipped away into the midnight wind, dissolving into the exhaust smoke. Sienna let out a fierce, liberating howl against the gale, her silver hair flying wild as she bared her fangs back at the retreating venue. "Tell your Beta bitch she can keep the scrap territory, Malik! The Okafor Moon Clan owes you nothing but silver and lead!"

“Every man down there tonight at dinner is a killer. It’s what they do.” “Not the same,” she said. “The famiglia has honor.” My head tilted. “I’ve never heard you say anything bad against anyone before.” “Jasmine, you’ve been sheltered. There’s a side of life you don’t know about. Horrible things can happen to a young woman like yourself. Monsters lurk behind handsome faces.” But were all monsters bad?

The world halts. I lift my head. And there they are. Five women hover above their tombs, young and impossibly beautiful, cloaked in blood red gowns. Their eyes gleam like molten coals. Their forms ripple with both light and shadow, ethereal and terrifying. “Mortal, are you the Ramleigh who has awoken us?” They speak in unison, voices layered and booming like a chorus of doom. My tongue freezes. Fear roots me still. “Speak, mortal!” They thunder again.

"Nate, you can have your fun with those women outside, but none of them will ever set foot in the Reid family. Your future wife can only be Naomi unless you can find someone better than her." Those words, “It can only be Naomi,” clung to him like a curse, looping endlessly in his mind.