Novel & Cerita Gluttony Monster

“Make sure not to leave any trace.” The goblin whooped, tilting his head back, jaw expanding like a python about to devour its prey. Rows of jagged white teeth flashed as he lowered his monstrous mouth, clamping onto Paul’s throat. He had watched Ghulik feed thousands of times, yet it never failed to amaze him how a full-grown mortal carcass could fit into that small belly. Ghulik tore into the flesh with fervor. Blood splattered, staining his gray skin. The sounds of flesh squelching and bones crunching echoed through the cold room.

The fine powder spread, clinging to the Titan Freak's grayish-green skin, mingling with the resonant Indomie aroma. The Titan Freak shuddered. Its glowing red eyes flickered wildly, then turned blue, then green. GROOOOAAAAARRRR! Its roar shifted, no longer angry, but sounding almost like... being full? ZF-BOSS, still recording, nearly short-circuited. Mmmph... Satiated Monster! Indomie, the Monster Conqueror! This is... this is... The Most Delicious Apocalypse! The Titan Freak suddenly collapsed to the floor with a loud THUD!

“This marks the sixth death in two months. The Council has yet to identify the group calling themselves the ‘Rogue Cell,’ led by the mysterious ‘Monster Queen.’ Fear is gripping the Alpha Elite as the killer continues to bypass the most advanced security systems in Nocturna…” I scoffed and muted the screen. "The Monster Queen. What a ridiculous name." "She’s efficient, Kaelen," Silas reminded me. "No DNA. No footprints. Just bodies." The elevator opened to the penthouse of Lord Aaron, a man who had spent his life hoarding riches and looking down on the weak. Now, he was slumped over his desk, his eyes wide with a terror that had frozen on his face. The room was covered in blood. Whoever did

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.

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

Busy body, overdo woman. "Good,Ma. Her lunches to school will have to include only the food on the diet aligned list. Ma, this procedure has just been introduced into healthcare and your daughter is one of the pioneer patients. This is just a heads up that this is a fifty-fifty situation, it can be successful as much as it can be a failure". This is her cue to cry and poor Dr. Balewa has to console her and console me. I didn't need consolation after the third failed surgery. Mommy didn't cry, her 21 day fasting head really paid off.

If he couldn't tell when he was inside an illusion, then no amount of preparation would help. "Welcome to the House of Gluttony! I am the gatekeeper of this trial!" A booming voice echoed through the room. Felix looked up to see a massive man, easily over 300 pounds. He was even bigger than Billy. It suited the theme of the House of Gluttony perfectly. "Tsk tsk, with that skinny frame of yours, you think you can compete? You might as well give up now." Felix chuckled. "There's no rule that says only fat people can eat the most, right?"

I had only hummed in response to his question and when he fell silent, I knew he was waiting for my explanation, so I explained. I had rambled on and on about how I couldn’t understand a few things in the book but still found myself giggling and kicking my feet. And of course in some cases, I’d be a blushing mess. All Angioletto did was chuckle. But his tone of voice changed as though he was possessed by something when I had asked a few questions. Questions I presume made him uncomfortable. “What does it mean to eat a person out? What does it mean to orgasm? How do one sit on a person’s face? Is that even safe?” I had asked.

"The house has been awfully quiet since you've become a cheerleader," says Mom as we're eating supper: mashed potatoes, fried chicken, and buttery garlic green beans. "Are you too popular to talk to me? She bites into the chicken wing. "Yeah," I joke, sipping my grape juice. Mom laughs.

Zeus growled. He felt hungry. His inner devil felt hungry after years. She had unleashed it by detaching the devil from the metal chains that had held it in place. He wanted to have a taste. The taste of the forbidden fruit which looked juicy. Clutching her chin in his palm, he made her look in his stormy grey eyes. A memory of someone suddenly passed his mind. Stella. Immediately withdrawing his hand he yanked himself away as if she had burned him. “Are you-"