Harry Potter: The Monster Book Of Monsters の小説・ストーリー

More like three voices in one. Hera chuckles behind us. "There he is. The monster hidden under his fake civility." I can't breathe. I've never seen him look so terrifying. Hera sashays to her red car, and I panic. "Wait, what are you doing?! Take him with you!" I say, my voice shaky. "You should tame your monster first. He looks like he's about to riot," she responds, and I glance at Tyler's unmoving form. A small pool of blood is forming under him.

But my grandfather sent me again to another school named 'HARRISON UNIVERSITY' A typical but high-end school congested with bitches, nerds, lovers, jerks, bullies, and the pathetic ones who love to see themselves bullied. Not until I started to see bizarre things, I never wish to involve with. 'Monsters'—that's what Harrison University has. From that day on, I learn that all things happening inside this campus are bound to each other. Too late for me to realize that these will lead me to the place where I can find the identity that I myself don't want to bring back.

No one deserves to wield such great power, especially not monsters. “The book is enchanted…it can’t burn or physically get damaged, it protects itself so ease up with all of the threats. Hand the book back to me ,blood clocks its power and makes it harder for monsters to track it. More monsters are coming for it and some are already around the forest just like the one that burnt up the bus full of humans just to get the book. You have no idea what you are messing with doll face…now hand it over ,” “We have to find Freya,”

"Since when Heidi?" "Daddy don't be mad," said the girl quietly. But Alex still had the same face, cold and flat. Let Heidi be afraid, Alex thought. "Answer my question." “I… I just… don't want you to be angry. I told Harper that there was a monster in the house that night.” "What monster?" “A monster who likes to steal food in the kitchen. Mom often gets angry because the food in the fridge is missing, even though I didn't pick it up."

"Please, you can do this, just try." She weakly and slowly lifted her hand up, and light gradually emanated from her palm making a light shield which covered her, and back she rested peacefully. "Bloody hell," William exclaimed. "The 'Captor'. He has the book." "What's it?" Julian sought clarification. "Thousands of years ago, a witch had that book where she locked all her monsters and would unleash them when she wanted to, and they were destructive and can't be killed," William slowly turned to Julian. "They're indestructible."

It was the one. She kept the book well because this was the last thing she saw her mother touch before she died. The cover of the book was a fierce monster. It was the same golden statue in her other hand. She opened it and immediately, all the memories of the horror book came to her…

"But, once you've explained everything you need to leave me alone." "No," Harry said. "I'm afraid I can't do that." "Why not?" "That will be explained along with everything else, babe." * Harry drove to the diner and was sat opposite Brooklyn with a plate of fries and two milkshakes between them. Brooklyn was stress eating. "I've already told you that werewolves aren't monsters," Harry said. "We're not. We're rather peaceful creatures." Brooklyn raised an eyebrow. "Really?" Harry narrowed his eyes. "I did say rather. Now are you going to let me continue?"

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.

Unlike novels, these textbooks were dense with information, constantly branching off into a new subject matter before I could blink. Elemental magic with its day and night dependency, tracked by the schedule of the moon. Blood magic, jeweled hilts that enhance pain and pleasure, amplifying magical curses and hexes. Seers, oracles, and tricksters. Monsters, ghouls, and creatures I had no name for. As I child, I slept soundly. I never feared the monster beneath my bed because I had always been under the impression that werewolves were the only beasts in this world worth fearing. I had never thought, nor could I have imagined some of the creatures within the pages of this book.

| With indifferent looks on his face, he whispered in his mind. How could a boss-like monster like the Mustang Spider just display its weakness wide open? Of course, it was a trap! This Kiko was too reckless for rushing in without thinking. However, he was happy about what happened to this guy. Yman already suspected it after seeing the Magic Cryst on the monster's forehead. Since, in the first place, Magic Cryst usually hid inside the monster's inner core. Yet, this monster displayed it on its forehead. He was only not reading books about monsters on the Outerworld, he even experimenting with some of them. And he likes watching the soldier fighting with the monsters on the town walls. So hi