Goosebumps Monster Blood 2 Novels & Stories

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

she demanded, her voice steady despite the palpable fear lacing her heart. With a throaty growl, the monster drew closer, revealing a face that, in its haunting visage, echoed the features of Gabriel’s pack. Her stomach twisted with a morbid realization as it inched forward, the dark hue of its fur shimmering under the blue glow. "You should know fear, little princess," it snarled, a grotesque parody of a once-humanoid voice, dripping with malice. "What you seek will come at a price, just as it has for all who bear your blood."

He picked up his rifle again, but he only had one bullet left. The man's body began to tremble violently all of a sudden, before growing at an alarming rate. The man seemed to be growing out of his skin, and it was not long before he turned into a gigantic bloody monster of flesh and tissue. The monster's chest heaved as he straightened up, standing at about two meters tall. Everyone was shocked at the sight, and a few officers' legs even began to wobble. They had never seen something quite this terrifying. The monster's pupils spun, and a feral growl escaped its mouth, "Blood for the Blood God, Skull for the Skull Throne."

"Ah, I've really broadened my horizons today. I can't believe I've met so many monsters I've never seen before." Wu Jiu sighed and said with emotion. "Yeah, take a few photos of this monster and record some videos. It will definitely be hot headline news when we go back." Zhou Tian said at this time. Black Eagle and Black Toad quickly took out their phones and took pictures and videos of the monster. "Young Master, how's your hand?" At this time, Wu Jiu asked Zhou Tian worriedly. After all, this monster had green blood flowing from its body. Who knew if it was poisonous? If Zhou Tian's left hand was bitten, his life would still be in danger.

In the moments right before I wake up screaming about things I can't control and people I can't protect. Same silver-blonde hair catching the light. Same violet eyes with that silver ring around the iris that nobody else has. Same bone structure that I've memorized better than I know my own face. My mother is walking through the gates of Blood Moon Academy. Except she's not my mother. She's too young. She's the right age to be a student, not a fully grown woman who murdered her husband in cold blood and then disappeared like she never existed. "Draven?" Marcus is talking to me, but his voice sounds very far away. "Man, you're getting that look. The one where you're about to lose your mind."

I grabbed the hem of Felix's shirt, fixed a pitiful expression on my face, and mumbled, "I believe you, Felix." Felix's expression softened as he helped me back to my feet. Taking advantage of the fact that the other wolves' attention was still on us, I retrieved a document from my bag and handed it to Felix. "I accidentally recorded your pup's blood type as AB when I registered his information last time. The truth is, his blood type is O." Felix's face twisted as he snatched the document from me. An eerie silence descended upon the hall. Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack.

That night, the doll suddenly activated. Its soft, stuffed arm shot straight into my throat. I jolted awake, clawing at my neck, trying to call for my mother, but no sound came out. By the next day, I had a raging fever and couldn't stop throwing up. I cried, trying to tell my mother what happened, but all that came out were broken, garbled sounds. She tossed me a pack of cold medicine. "If you can't even talk, then be quiet for once. I'm exhausted after work."

That sent a chill down my spine. We reached the gates. Two black SUVs idled nearby—Moretti security. Men stood alert, hands near weapons, eyes sharp. Dante spoke briefly to one of them, his tone all business now. “Any movement?” “No, sir. Car hasn’t moved.” “Heat signatures?” “Two inside. Driver and passenger.” My stomach dropped. Two. Marcus hadn’t just come alone. He’d come prepared. “Stay here,” Dante said, turning to me. I crossed my arms. “No.”

“If this gets me killed, I’m haunting you.” “Wouldn’t be the first ghost I’ve met.” “Then I’ll make sure I’m the loudest.” She pressed her hand to the runes. For a heartbeat, nothing happened — then her mark burned to life. The seal flared white, the ancient stone groaning as it split open. The air rushed inward, carrying a scent that made her skin crawl. Blood. Old, dried, and layered with incense and ash. Zevran’s jaw tensed. “They’ve been using this place again.”

Another loud snarl tears through the forest. Then fangs slice through Josh’s throat. A gurgle. A choking gasp. Then silence. The rain falls harder, as if trying to wash away the horror. But the stench of blood lingers still. I’m paralyzed. Afraid. Alone now, with it. The werewolf slowly turns. Our eyes meet. Twin golden flames bore into me. My breath falters. Shakes. I scramble back, shielding myself instinctively. “Please… please don’t hurt me…” I whisper again and again, trembling.