Garou Monster Novels & Stories

Herne focused his attention back on the screen, "Who is leading them?" "Your old friend Matthias Ponts, or at least I thought so at first. Brace yourselves," She pulled up an image of what appeared to be a Female Frankenstein monster. Unlike the Hollywood version of the aberration, the female golem was shapely. Long angry scars along the neck and shoulders. Tiny bolts jutted out from the throat area but did not look out of place. The pale skin and mixed and matched eyes haunted warren. Archon flashed a picture of the wolf gigas he fought. "Archon thinks it's another gigas. I agree with him."

"Ambush!" shouted the men outside and all I heard were growls and screams. The carrier door flew open and crashed to the ground. "Romanov's men." Garrett let out enraged as he instructed me to scramble to the other side of the seat, he was dragged out. The giant claws reached for my legs, they were enormous, unlike every werewolf I've seen. As I kicked out of him the door behind me unlocked and I nearly stumbled into another wolf. He grabbed me under his arm. I felt weightless and he pulled me roughly from the carrier. I yelled and screamed for help but everyone was mostly fighting the monsters.

My walls clench around him as he enters me and my orgasm explodes through my body. “Fuck Elina! Fuck! Nnngh!” Garon moans out as he feels me clench around him, dragging him in. He thrust hard and fast and I scream out my orgasm with every pound he gives me. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum!” I feel his cock swelling inside me. I’m already accustomed to the feeling but now I do my best to squirm away from him. He does the same as Lazarus when he cums. He grabs my hips in a steel grip and drives himself as deep as he can get. Then he bites down hard on my neck.

57. "Julian, my arm," I gasped. The silver scar on my forearm didn't glow gold this time. It turned a deep, obsidian black—a "Negative Frequency" that seemed to suck the light out of the room. The "Gold" hadn't been destroyed in Lagos; it had been inverted. My phone buzzed on the console. It was an alert from the 410-view thread on my story. A new comment from a user named THE_ARCHITECT_0:

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

'Sir Au, Sir Au…' At the thought, Darryl's gaze flashed as he thought of Prince Auten at once. 'F*ck… it couldn't be him, could it?' "Darryl!" At the look on his face, Chester could not help but ask, "What's going on? Do you have something to say about this Sir Au?" Darryl took a deep breath, smiling before saying, "The beasts that Ambrose ran into are called Garan beasts. They're special spirit creatures only found in the Godly Region. As for Sir Au, I've got a pretty good idea of who he is. He's not my friend at all. He's Prince Auten taking on another person's body."

“You are bleeding emotion like a wounded wolf, Chika,” Richie Larson growled, his knuckles white against the steering wheel of our unmarked tactical vehicle as we sped away from the neutral low-district lounge. He glanced over at me, grunting as he reached into his tactical vest to pull out a sterile roll of blood-gauze, shoving it toward my lap. “Wipe your claws. Your sovereign aura is leaking through the floorboards. I can smell your agitation from here.”

Meanwhile, in the darkest part of a forest, sitting on a tree trunk, Midgard hummed a song, patting the head of a decapitated cubron, a bear-like creature. "Hmm~ My Goodness... How refreshing... How did I manage to live without this feeling for so long?" On her screen, the quest for extermination displayed the sinister number 136/40. "Ah, I think I overdid it... I was a very bad girl... But you too, my little toy. Hm?" A huge noise echoed behind her. "Oh, there you are." A gigantic monster, almost 10 meters tall, resembling a bear appeared. It had sharp claws at least a meter long, huge paws on a thick body on which rested a head armed with long, sharp teeth.