Florian Triangle Monster Novels & Stories

They all snapped into attention. Then Faline saw hundreds of Krysts donned in white battle gears swarming from each side just outside the border of the woods. They marched to the front of the platforms. "The Rein Tribe!" Jade gasped. Faline glanced at Dana who didn't show even an ounce of emotion. Just then they heard different howls. Faline felt goosebumps all over her body as she turned to the other side and saw the a huge and black shadow of three headed monster. It was much bigger and more menacing than the Black Shaols. The Krysts whimpered at the sight, knowing that they were now in real trouble if this monster was not on their side.

The monster disappeared in front of them and appeared again just near where they’re standing, thrusting its fist to crush Fruto and Ponjie into bits. At this moment, Fruto squinted his eyes and launched himself like lightning at the monster. He jumped lightly on the monster’s fist, using the force to jump once more. He raised his knees in the air, twisted his hips and delivered a powerful side kick in the monster’s eyes.

he hissed. Suddenly, the ground beneath them shook violently. The rift exploded in a blinding surge of light, the blue flames bursting upward like a furious storm. Saraphina shielded her eyes, feeling the raw power ripple through her like an electric shock. The monster crouched nearby, a grotesque shadow against the flickering blue light, its limbs unnaturally long, claws digging into the cracked earth. Its low growl reverberated through the air, a chilling promise of destruction. The creature’s twisted form was a blight on the land, born of darkness and rage, yet somehow tethered to the bloodline Saraphina had sworn to protect.

After being blown away by Skystorm’s wind, Matthew regained his footing and was met with the big lizardman, Bilgrae Scarlett. Bilgrae had a smirk on his face. Matthew stood up and faced Bilgrae, but his eyes were not on him. Matthew’s eyes fell on Falynx in the far distance. “Are you still concerned about that monster?” Bilgrae asked with his deep voice. Matthew looked at Bilgrae now. “It’s hard to know which one is the monster here.”

Inside was a sketch of a monster that looked a lot like the monster that was approaching them right now. "Corpse flower is a flower-like monster that grew from the remains of a powerful undead. Fire is a weakness. The tentacles contain spine flowers with poison dip on them that can kill a human in an hour. Avoid smelling the Corpse flower's stench since it will confuse your senses." Eliza read the scroll while the other three paid close attention. Conrad had to nip at his own tongues to keep awake at times. He felt bad about the situation because the arrow he shot couldn't kill the horde's only Goblin Shaman in one shot. And by then, it was too late.

The flashing red lights softened. Julian dropped the scalpel. His hands, usually so precise and cold, were trembling as he cupped my face. "I spent five years thinking I was a plague, Elara. I thought if I touched anything beautiful, it would wither. But you... you looked at the monster and saw a man."

, he asked pulling me closer. I took a closer look at his face. He was right. It was Caleb’s body, but something was different. This man standing in front of me seemed dark and dangerous. I shook my head as an answer. “Good!”, he said with a satisfied smile and loosened the grip a little, letting my skin finally breathe. “w-who are you?”, I mustered up a little strength and finally asked. “You just met me and forgot me? I am the monster you were running away from.”, he said feigning hurt.

and Damien who has proven to be a great asset to have. Irk and Tanner started arguing when we arrived and Damien seemed to be the only one who could calm them down, I think it was because he's staked like a brick house, and both Irk and Tanner seemed to have started to drool once they saw him. I ship them all three of them. Insert evil laugh here. “You have our blessing” an Asian looking man who’s just as hot as YS but way older says as he comes to shake both mine and Viktor’s hands.

All my life I believed they were just fictional characters in books, and here I was in the home of one! No one would ever believe me if I told them, I wouldn’t even believe myself! No matter how much I wanted to hate him, my mind stubbornly refuses to ignore what my eyes could clearly see. This monster was a perfect looking one, a healthy towering build, he looked like he was in the 6ft5’s. I was literally tiny next to him. His facial structures were so perfect, I have never seen such perfection before! Jaw line so sharp that I bet it could give me a cut. His eyes were a fiery shade of gold, but somehow so bright and beautiful. Jet black neatly styled undercut hair, and a smooth olive skin t

And that terrified him. Kristen had looked at him like he was more than a monste, like he was a good man. And deep down, he believed her. But belief is dangerous. It makes you soft. And softness is fatal in his world. Carlo collapses into a chair, overwhelmed. He’s a feared man, a killer. But now he’s haunted by the memory of Kristen’s breathless gasp, the warmth of her skin, and the sound of her crying behind a locked door.