Goosebumps Monster Blood 2 Novels & Stories

A monster with the body of a goat and the head of a monkey stood in front of Samson. Its monkey-like head was the size of a washbowl. As it opened and closed its mouth, making chewing sounds, blood dripped down its chin. "Mon… Monster—" Samson's blood froze when he saw the terrifying image, and his limbs went cold as his eyes were filled with fear. The monster stared straight into Samson's eyes, and Samson could eel the bloodthirsty and greed in them.

Most of the monster he will be facing is in the lower and middle region normally he set up small traps in the lower region and then go to the middle region. 3). Never hunt in the dark- There are a few reasons why hunting in the dark can be dangerous but the main reason are the most dangerous monster come out at night to hunt for food. 4). Never leave traces of blood- other monsters can smell the blood. It is best to drain the blood before traveling with the prey. Ondo also drains the blood on-site unless there is an issue he has also collected the monster blood to sell it. . THE HUNT

Intensely staring at Muxue Yan with her large cold eyes, she dripped her blood on the chains without further thought. A sizzling sound resulted, as her blood came into contact with the metal from the chains, bringing forth a chain reaction that disintegrated the chains into dust. All of a sudden, she found herself immediately falling backwards, dizzy from an apparent loss of blood. Hurriedly, Dongyue lunged forward and caught the icy beauty before she potentially injured herself. Muxue Yan found himself freed from his bonds and began laughing eccentrically, sending fear through the four's minds. With a flash of light, he was gone.

“Haha!” Monster suddenly roared with laughter. His voice was deep and sonorous. Jenson and Baby Robbie's complexion changed abruptly. Baby Robbie said, “Where did you learn this move from? It’s useless!” Jenson replied, “The moves aren’t useless, we are.” Monster broke free of the clutch of the silver needles and got up slowly. He flipped open a computer screen with the palm of his hand and revealed a revolver in it. Jenson and Baby Robbie exchanged glances with each other. Baby Robbie said, "It's over, we’re about to die.”

I promise, knowing how little the promise is worth. She moves the boy behind her. Only then do I see the crude drawings scrawled in the dust near where he sat. Stick figures, drawn with a child's impatience—three of them, all large, triangular heads, each with exaggerated, fanged mouths. Their bodies are wolfish, or what a boy imagines a wolf must be: hunched, heavy at the shoulder, legs that end in claws. One figure holds a stick, or maybe a sword. The last is bigger than the others, looming above a crowd of smaller shapes—people, presumably, but every one drawn with a red X where the heart should be. The mother follows my gaze. "He says the wolves walk upright, like men. They come at night

Then I rushed out the door. The sight outside made my blood run cold. The monster had Lucas pinned high against a large oak tree. Lucas was weak and completely covered in his own blood. The beast had one massive hand wrapped around his throat, holding him tight. It raised its other hand, revealing a single, blade like nail that glinted in the moonlight. It wanted to stab him right through the chest. “Hey!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. The monster snapped its head toward me. Its yellow eyes locked onto mine for a terrifying second, but then it turned its focus right back to Lucas.

Nibbling and grazing the golden neck. "Then.. Don’t. Now that I can’t, but if I could I would love to die in your arms" . Callum said, losing himself in Stephen’s arms. The moon was at its peak. Full Blue moon like Stephen eyes that had turned red. He placed his lips on the pulsing vein before barring his teeth. Callum felt a sting and then all he could feel was a frenzy, a euphoria. He now knew why Stephen felt excited offering him his blood.

A second later, he started shouting. "What the hell are you talking about? My dad bought this for me! Get out of here, you broke loser. Nobody wants to hear your crazy talk!" "Broke loser?" I repeated the words slowly, the corner of my mouth curling up. Uncle Keith and Mom came rushing over when they heard the commotion. The moment Mom saw me, her expression turned ugly. "Sawyer Reeves! Have you lost your mind? What are you doing here making a scene? Get out of here, now!"

It was scary at times, because he came up with the most random things. “Call it a tingling in my balls and not the good kind I get from watching you shower, this is different. We’re going to spill blood here,” he said and wiped a hand over his face. “We knew that before we came up here,” I said. “Call that girl … blow off some steam. Come Monday you’re going to start being busy as fuck getting your pretty ducks in a row. Get it out of your system now.” “Maybe I will.”