Garou Monster Novels & Stories

Cee sneers, although he wasn't even looking at me when I heard it. “They are a particular breed of monsters bred for combat. They are even designated as trios.” He then began naming the monsters that were housed in the large jar, including one of the werewolves, vampires, and mages. As soon as he said, "More importantly, we need to claim something in here because I just sense the artifact," he tightened his grip on my hand, and before I could blink, we arrived in front of a frame containing a picture of a young man. At that point, I knew that I couldn't be more uneasy than I was right then.

I turned back and a hiccup came out as soon as the scenario captured my eyes: There was some red-colored creature who was standing on the roof of the car and his eyes were red and it was sparkling like the previous thing, the one who attacked Jacob and the pack—the black shadow monster The monster bent down while looking into my eyes—what the hell, I stepped back. "GUAHHHHHH!" the monster jumped out of the car at me. "NO WAY!" I stepped back. "WATCH YOU ARE BACK, AURORA!" Rosie grabbed my attention while alerting me. I turned back, and there was another monster behind me. I was standing between two monsters—they were incredibly tall, and they had those scary wings. Its skin was burning like

Mountain shouted through the communicator, but his words seemed to be lost on Garen. Suddenly, a huge scythe swung out at Garen. A Grim had appeared among the monsters, and its scythe emitted a chilling and menacing aura. "Get out of the way!" Mountain shouted. Garen, unable to hear Mountain, mumbled, "I miss you, Mom…" "Move!" Seeing Garen’s unresponsiveness, Mountain yelled, "Croco, help him!" Croco was a forty-year-old veteran who quickly dispatched the monsters near him before running toward Garen. "Get out of the way, kid!" he shouted.

The creature looked identical to a gorilla but with green fur and a menacing horn at the center of its forehead. He glared at the gates of the Banshee tribe and kept an eye on all those who went in and out. He was Monster General Baek, the one who had informed the Monster Tribe of Tsarayu's existence and appearance. "What the he** is transpiring here! Why did the Banshee tribe use their life-saving formation? Do they already know I am hiding here? Wait, even if they did know, they wouldn't waste the formidable barrier on me," Monster General Baek muttered as he gawked at the barrier.

That goddamn voice. Marcus. A ghost from a life he thought he buried. “What do you want from me, you piece of shit?” Carlo growled, fury creeping into every word. Marcus let out another laugh. This one was darker. “What do I want?” he said, voice turning hard and bitter. “You and your men set me up. You left me to rot like trash. I lost everything, Carlo. Everything. My freedom. My crew. My name. And now, I’m going to take everything from you.”

Seeing the scene before it, the beast let out an enraged bellow, its giant eyes fixed on Chase with murderous intent. Then, it threw its head back and howled. The surrounding feral beasts instantly erupted into a frenzy, all of them charging toward Chase! One by one, two by two… A total of 16 Ghost Boars monarchs surged forward! Each of them stood over six feet tall, and their bodies were covered in thick, armored hide. Their strength was certainly unmatched. They were all one-star Ghost Boar monarchs, beasts with terrifying power and insatiable bloodlust. Chase let out a low chuckle while shaking his head.

Yet now, faced with the cruel truth, the pain was unbearable. After saying that, Mom grabbed me by the collar. Her expression twisted with malice as she snarled, "Hand over the money, or don't bother calling me 'Mom'!" I wiped my tears and let out a cold laugh. "Fine." That single word made her freeze. When she came to her senses, a dark, vicious gleam flickered in her eyes. The next second, there was a deafening crack against my skull. Darkness swallowed my vision whole. When I woke up again, I couldn't see a thing.

Beneath the carved warning, four crude tally marks stood out. After a moment's thought, I took the utility knife and carved another stroke into my skin. Searching my pockets, I found a folded scrap of paper… and a few more hidden in the corners of my room. [The monster is tampering with my memory. Trust no one. Not even myself.] [The monster's cycle isn't endless. If you can't escape within a set number of loops, you will die. Permanently.]

he looks at it with disbelief “UU!!! how can we defeat that monster!”- David. his eyes were shaking and can’t think straight anymore The fear starts eating their brave heart and enveloping them in deep darkness. This monster can’t be defeated by just improving in a month. It needed more time and more opportunities to win this battle, but everything about that was not available anymore. *GRRRUOOOOOOO!!!!* Clenching its 2 giant fists the red body of the Gigante suddenly went redder and steam can be seen going out from its red body

Lark Oz said excitedly and the workers brought the carpet down and it revealed a huge blue snake, a huge grey bear with three eyes, and a black gorilla. The crowd was shocked when they saw the spirit beasts. Almost all of the people present knew the spirit beasts in front especially the Beast Tamer Masters. Lark Oz saw the shocks and excitement in their eyes. His white teeth shone as he smiles. “Everyone seems to be excited, aren't we? Let me introduce you to the Blue Venomous Snake, Third-Eyed Grey Bear, and Cursed Gorilla. All these three are rare types of spirit beasts. Exciting, right?” Lark Oz saw the shock in some people's faces who didn't know what type of spirit beasts that are in fr