Futa Monster Novels & Stories

Monster: Psychedelic Jellyfish King (Boss) Monster Level: 20 Health: 180,630/220,000 Attack: 400 Defense: 30 Condition: Injured (Poisoned) Skills: Mind Control (High), Tentacle Slam, Constrict, Water Barrage (In water), Devour, Berserk Looking at the Psychedelic jellyfish king's stats, Kirou could only shake his head while looking under the skills section. Because Kirou had to get within seven meters of the monster to see its stats, it's no wonder why Mistake Fox had gotten his minotaur stolen from him. It seems that without prior knowledge, it was impossible to avoid someone falling under the control of that creature. The only saving grace for Mistaken Fox is that he allowed his minotaur to

Connor spoke in a low voice as if he expected someone to hear him. Pete had a nice smile and warm inviting eyes but when it came down to it he was a monster of the worst kind, Glory had a weak smile on her face as she looked to the house then the car that rested alone in the driveway. Like a sleeping beast dead to the world but with a simple touch could be rumbling in seconds. There were plenty of times that they wished for nothing more than to run away but they knew no matter how far they ran they would find them. “What would be the point? They are monsters but they are monsters that own us the moment we try to make a run for it we will be dead there are more of them than they are of us.” G

Beside, Monster Core was abundance in this world, it was a source that were easy to obtained and perhaps there will be no shortage of it for all eternity, perhaps I might even created a new industries of fuels and at the same time created a safer environment. Monster core came from Monsters, and any type of monster/animal in Fantasma have it, no matter how small or big it is. Monster existence has threatened the lives of every living humane being in this world, yet not many were driven to hunt them, because it was dangerous. Only when there a quest, or large enough threat then people will started to move against them. Now with the incentive I provide this will at least move the industries fo

Beth muttered, recording the first pitch as a ball. “What? I didn’t say what I wanted to say.” She had an evil grin on her face as she tossed her curly reddish-brown hair over her shoulder and pushed the switch for the first ball down on the machine before her. “Don’t ask what that was,” Andi warned her, and Beth straightened her ponytail before returning her stare to the batter. Sammy caught the outside of the ball with the tip of his bat and sent it over the fence behind and to his left, and Fred Cooper stated the obvious, that it was a foul ball.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

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.

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.

he said, his voice low. The word sliced through me. I let out a cracked laugh. “Shifted? Don’t call it that. I—” My chest heaved as I clawed at the sheets. “I turned into a fucking animal. I felt my bones snap. My hands, my face, my body—” The words tumbled out in sobs. “You let me turn into a monster.” I bent forward, curling my arms around myself as if I could hold all the broken pieces together. My forehead pressed to my knees. I couldn’t stop shaking. “This can’t be happening. I can’t—this can’t be me.”

I pressed the button. A surge of violet energy shot from the console, traveling through the improvised wires I’d hidden in the concrete. Above me, I heard the muffled sound of a hundred smartphones chiming at once. The "Source Signal" didn't just play a song; it hijacked the campus Wi-Fi, forcing a "Media Push" to every device in FUTO.

He will live the way he wants". This time Mile spoke. He had enough of the woman. "Who... Ohhhh look. The mouse is back". Bella laughed mockingly. "Yes, the mouse is back. But don’t forget this mouse can kill a lion. I was a weak person back then. No money, no status to fight for my son. But now, don’t you dare put a finger on him because now you have to face me. Mile Lawson the owner of the biggest fruit and vegetables chain in the country. I am no more the Mile who would dance to your chords.