He Who Fights Monsters Book 3 Novels & Stories

When we reached a height that allowed me to see the span of the fighting, I signaled for him to stop. “We won’t last long here,” he said. “I’m already tiring.” I focused on the spells I’d read in Morena’s book. I knew that since it was only a ruse to throw us off that aliens created the horrific weapons that were chiseling away at my heroic supernatural warriors, she had to have gotten her magic from her grimoire. Therefore, the antidote was in there too. I memorized it before hiding the grimoire and setting off to save Gwendoline.

"You think this Vanguard title gives you the right to mock me, Chika?" Ronan Blackwell snarled, his bared fangs inches from my face as his heavy alpha aura tried to pin me against the iron weapon rack. "You are playing a dangerous game in a territory that doesn't belong to you. One word from me, and my pack enforcers will dump your body into the neutral zone trenches."

After all, it had not seen monsters like them before and everyone in the caves knew that it was here, and coming here meant death. Surly they came here for a reason, right? Unbeknownst to the trio, their shocked and stiff bodies had made the monster hesitate in jumping on them, thus saving their lives, at least for now. Amber mumbled to the other two, “So what do we do? How do we even fight this thing?” Her eyes though never left the monster as if the moment she did, it would pounce onto them and rip them all to shreds. Zia didn't say anything, but her eyes were almost glowing brightly with fighting intent. Her hand was clasped tightly onto the necklace and its gem, the one she had been give

Troy" I was shaking while I was walking forward to the girl, after a moment the other guy that may be a friend of this girl defeated and been Injured by the monster so I shifted through his position, I pulled out my sword and started fighting the monster that has poisonous saliva. I thought that it would be easy yet I can see that the monster can still move faster like me, he's not just a monster. The monster was a hybrid vampire who has the blood of a monster that I still don't know what kind of creature it is.

His eyes are entirely pitch black, and he doesn’t look the slightest bit bothered even as Vanya chokes and sputters, her shaking fingers desperately trying to push his boot off. “I don’t hit women, Vanya. But I fight monsters and crush them because I can. And you…you’re just another breed of monster. The kind that is destined to die by my hands.” She coughs up blood, struggling to breathe. Her eyes are bigger than I’ve ever seen them, bulging in their sockets. She looks…terrified. Slowly, he moves his feet off her throat, and she chokes. I watch as he crouches in front of her, staring at her with a blank look on his face.

"Good. Now, eat. You look fragile, and I prefer my prizes to be strong enough to hold their weight." As I walked toward the dining hall, I realized the "Monster" wasn't just paying for Leo's life. He was rebuilding mine into something he could control. I was Chapter 10 of a story I didn't want to be in, and the ending felt further away than ever.

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,”

The monster was struggling to get up under the pile of books, madly lashing out its dangerous claws. Jake got up on his feet and faced the book towards the monster. Okay, so nothing was happening. The monster was still there. Why isn't it working? A couple of books flew past Jake followed by more squealing as the monster arose from the pile. He quickly turned the book and confirmed it was still glowing. Okay, time to run! Jake turned and dashed towards the column closest to him, with the monster taking one huge leap and flew over him before landing in front of him.

anymore. I hated that doll Ophelia gave me. I cut it to pieces. But she didn't get mad. She just smiled and pulled out a remote. With a light press of a button, I started vomiting violently, my whole body shaking. Ophelia looked pleased with herself. "See what I can do now? I can make you throw up whenever I want. You killed our dad, and then you pretended to be some genius to steal Mom's love. This is exactly what you deserve."

POV: Rory Hale Another appeared ahead, cutting me off. My chest heaved, panic keen and scorching. “No, no, no…” I grabbed the nearest book and tossed it. It went straight through the monster like it was mist. But the mist hissed, pushing tighter, creating claws. “Help!” My voice cracked. “Somebody” And then the growl came. Deep. Savage. Close. A flurry of silver and black tore past the aisle, crashing into the gloom. Snarls filled the air, volumes flying, shelves cracking under the impact.