Goosebumps Monster Blood 2 Novels & Stories

I want to run over to Sky, to get him away from whatever monster who's trying to harm him, or is it me they are after? But just before I can make it to my now unconscious boyfriend, the monster grabs me. I start to scream but stop when I realize who it is. "Why are you with him?" The monster growls angrily. I don't think I have ever seen James this mad before. He's practically fuming with anger but I don't care, not when Sky could be dying right now. "Let go of me!" I try to get out of his grasp but he's too strong. "No!"

Launching from behind unnoticed; Ash glides through the air with teeth baring before releasing a bellowing growl and throwing all of his hefty weight towards the creature, still oblivious while it fixates entirely on its chosen prey. In one sweeping snap, Ash’s jaw clamps onto the beast's bony shoulder as he makes impact, making the monster release an ear-piercing shriek in anguish. With its deafening cry filling my ears, an icy shiver rushes down my spine as I clasp my hands on either side of my head in a bid to keep the noise out. While Ash sinks his teeth in, the familiar flow of tar-like blood spills from its pierced skin—breaking the monster out of its ravenous trance, helping to releas

his voice trembled, his scent turning completely putrid with fear. Memories from his cub days flooded his mind—a terrifying, faceless entity that used to haunt his old bedroom in the outer manor, stroking his jaw, striking his flanks, and following his scent whenever he woke during the dark moon. He had been so utterly traumatized back then that he had locked himself in the stone bathing quarters, collapsing in his own sweat. That ghost had been the ultimate nightmare of his youth. Had the executioner returned to finish the job after all these years? “Is it your shadow? Have you come back to claim my blood? Go find another wolf to hunt!” Bryce whimpered into the suffocating silence.

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

The little dragon thrust its tail toward the blood monster's heart. “AGH! No, I don’t want to die!” The blood monster screamed, feeling excruciating pain as its heart was pierced, and its life force began to be absorbed by the little dragon. Slowly, the blood monster’s eyes lost their light, and within a few seconds, it fell silent.

The second I gasped for air I knew the monster had failed. Pain still burned through my neck but it faded fast. My eyes snapped open. The world rushed back with firelight and shadows. Aziel Nightbane stood frozen a few steps away. He stared down at me like I was a nightmare crawling out of the grave. My bones clicked back into place one by one. Skin pulled tight over the break. I sucked in a deep breath and felt the mate bond flare hot between us. It pulsed stronger than before and linked every beat of my heart to his.

Chapter 22: Solo Boss Fight The big black monster smashed into the concrete path with a loud crash that shook the whole wall beneath my feet. The concrete broke under its weight sending small gray rocks bouncing over the edge. Up Close, the monster was really scary. It was over nine feet tall with muscles that looked like wet leather in the dim morning light. It smelled like metal and rotting wood. It did not have hands; its long arms ended in thick curved bones that looked sharp enough to cut through a car engine. Its chest moved as it breathed, blowing a bad smell right into my face.

Instantly, everyone fell silent. I stood there, gasping for breath as I stared at them. Blood was flowing out of the wounds that covered my entire body. My mind went back to all the suffering I had to endure in my previous life. I couldn't let that happen again this time. With my head held high, I declared, "There's no way I could've hurt all of those women alone in a single night. If you don't believe me, we can ask the property management office to show us the security footage of the apartment compound. It'll prove that I was home yesterday.

Some hid under the table, and others withdrew their weapons and aimed them at the two Lombardo mercenaries who came into their workshop uninvited. “Drop your Goddamn weapons, you pinheads! You know you’re in the wrong here ... if you give us so much of a scratch, your entire family will be dead before Wednesday ... is that what you want?” Joey shouted at them. He glanced at Xander, who was calm as a clam after he took a shot at a man’s ear on his first day of work. “Tell your boss the Lombardo sent a message ... clean your operation, or we’ll be back with more men,” Joey added. He hesitated about what the men would do as their leader screamed bloody murder and fell to the floor.

She remained frozen in place. From behind Rose, a giant monster rose up, his shoulders thick and chest broad. Saliva dripped from his yellowed fangs as he growled over Rose's shoulder. The red coil of power reached Kayla, piercing her chest. She jerked her head back, screaming as her arms shot out to the side, hands open wide.