Garou Monster Novels & Stories

"Go back. Zoom in on his hand." He does, moving the image backward then hits play. He zooms the picture in on his right hand and there, something anyone who didn't know to look for it could overlook even on this clear image, is the gold of a ring on the man's pinkie finger caught in the light of the blinking light in that garage. "More. Zoom closer." Aaron does and I see it. I see the red glint of a ruby eye and the unmistakable point of the Ricci's ear.

There's a crooked line through his notes that he doesn't seem to notice. He stares at the door they left through. Then, the door gets kicked open. One flat bang, the latch surrendering immediately. Two figures in the frame. The tall one first, red hair catching the light, the kind of face built for walking into rooms like he owns them. Behind him, a second one leans against the doorframe with the mild expression of someone who finds everything mildly amusing. Goblin actually yelps. The red-haired one, Bore, scans the room once. "Who's the Grim Reaper. Come out."

“She carries our mark. Our scent was on her first. You stole her from us like some thief in the night.” I took one deliberate step closer. The monster inside me, the ancient, ruthless part of my power, stirred and pushed against my control. Silver fur rippled across my forearms. Claws extended from my fingertips with a faint metallic sound. The triplets’ eyes widened, but they held their ground. Foolish.

Species: Zerg Monster Age: 100 years old in monsters years and 100000 years elderly at human years Special Monsters Ability: Underground Claws [Can make a hole under the surface with its claws] Rewards: 3000 crystal stone 10 gold coins Gabriel suddenly stopped walking as he hid the palm that gradually let out a small eyes and big mouth, his indifferent eyes glance at the road that remained unmoved even though its surface also hid a terrifying monster who have the strength to slaughter mankind, well that’s not for Gabriel who is clearly one of the omnipotent heroes who could make monsters disappear in his sight.

One left. She turned, her chest heaving, her knuckles bleeding beneath the crumbling stone armor. The third monster had stopped at the edge of the mud trap. It looked at its dead companions, then looked at the human woman standing amidst the gore. It didn't charge. The chaotic purple light in its eyes began to pulse with a blinding, erratic intensity. The veins on its grey scalp bulged, glowing with toxic, unstable mana. This was no mere brawler. This was a Mana-Ghoul—a creature whose internal magic was so volatile and broken that it was essentially a living bomb.

The three of us just returned home after I went and meet the dismantler to dismantle the goblin general. Goblins aren’t that uncommon, so apart from the magic stone inside their body, they wouldn’t provide much profit. However, the goblin general is an A-rank monster. Its skin is sturdy enough to be made into an armour, and its fangs and horns are resilient enough to be made into arrowheads or daggers. And it is informed that they would always bear a B-rank Mana stone inside their body. Carter nodded, although slowly. “I am.” He then paused.

You're not in safe hands with them. "With Lucian and his brothers?" Ravena had an uneasy feeling about this. Carol's eyes sparkled with new tears. "You have no idea what they are. But if you stick with them long enough, they'll make you one of them." Ravena's heartbeat doubled, but she tried to hide her anxiety. If a human discovered the truth about lupus garous, Bruin killed them quietly. A vehicle accident, drowning, whatever it needed to make it look like the human died by accident. But she couldn't be certain Carol was aware of the lupus garous.

To a vampire, death smelled like rotting meat steeped in burned fur, iron, and wet soil, ripe and suffocating. I followed the trail, my expression twisted in confusion, until I found the source. Slumped against the alley wall was a rogue. His eyes were glassy and wide open, throat torn so deep I could see his spine. Blood soaked the earth beneath him, thick and black beneath the moonlight. His hands were still half-shifted, claws frozen in mid-defense. His lips curled in a final snarl. He fought hard. Whoever did this didn’t just want him dead. They wanted to send a message.

I had honed my skills through countless battles, and my special power—the Moon’s Fury—allowed me to tap into the Luna energy and multiply my abilities. I stepped into the arena, and the cheers grew even louder. My eyes adjusted to the dim light, and I noticed that the air was thick with the smell of damp earth and something wild and feral. Suddenly, the ground began to tremble beneath my feet, and from the shadows emerged a massive creature. It was a Gromar—a fearsome beast with scales as black as coal and eyes that burned like embers. Its roar shook the arena, and the crowd gasped as one.

I wanted to ask him if he liked me but I couldn't do it there. The tension in the air grew thicker with each passing moment as if the very atmosphere had transformed into a stage for a dramatic confrontation. Levi's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched tightly, and his voice dripped with a mix of fury and possessiveness. "She is Savannah Carson from this day!” "What?" I yelled