Novel & Cerita He Who Fights Monsters Book 3

At this moment, a voice different from the other two said coldly, "He didn't turn a blind eye to it. Didn't he say that if anything happened to his beast, we would die with the beast? So, he wants to know what we want to do." "F*ck, what should we do if that's the case? Does he think he'll defeat us?" "Yes, he thought he would defeat us." Under the faint moonlight, the three monsters gradually appeared. "Damn it, I'll bury it with mud now." As soon as he finished speaking, the mud monster suddenly stood up and intended to go back to settle accounts. However, as soon as he took two steps, a cold sword was directly placed in his throat...

"Cameron Stuart! Just how much more trouble are you trying to cause me!" Natalie Parker's shrill voice rang in my ears, jolting me awake. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw her raising a bottle of sulfuric acid to splash it on me. Recalling the unbearable agony that overwhelmed me in my previous life, I instinctively reached out to grab the bottle. Still, some of the liquid splashed out anyway, dripping onto my body. I gasped in pain. After exhaling deeply, I clenched my jaw and caught Natalie by the wrist. "Are you mad? You can kill someone if you throw an entire bottle of sulfuric acid at them! Don't you know that?"

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

Thalia snapped, sword already gleaming in the lantern light. Nyra nocked an arrow, her eyes narrowed, calculating. “We’ll never hold them all off if they surround us.” Elias’ jaw set. “We don’t. We cut through and get out.” Simple. Brutal. The only chance we had. The first monster lunged, bursting through a bookcase with a screech that rattled the glass in the windows. Its face was a grotesque smear of features—mouth too wide, teeth crooked like shards of glass, eyes empty hollows rimmed with gold.

“He is a monster, Daven! We all know what he is capable of!” “He is a predictable monster!” I shot back. “I can plan for him. I can fight him. How do I fight a god? How do I fight something that can turn a she-wolf into a slaughtering machine that can snap the necks of my best warriors like twigs?” I stalked toward her until I was standing inches away, forcing her to crane her neck to look up at me. “Tell me what you know, Evelyn. Tell me the truth.”

He shook as I grabbed his right shoulder with my left hand, leaning to stare into his eyes till he finally looked at me with intense fear in his eyes. “Do you think I'm some sort of helpless Prince who stays stuck in his castle waiting for superheroes to save his people?” I pressed hard on his elbow, making sure a few bones cracked causing him to scream in pain and agony. “I'm the monster Alpha, Hunter. I will have my dinner anywhere I want.” I let go of his shoulders and left the Council court. ~~~~~~~ Elena’s POV I hid by the trees beside the building, hoping I could still eavesdrop on their conversation but at a point, I didn't need to eavesdrop anymore.

The dawn did not break with the soft promise of a new day; it shattered. The sky over the fortress was bruised with heavy, charcoal clouds, and the air hummed with the electric dissonance of approaching steel. The enemies had not come as disorganized raids; they had come as a tide—warriors from three rival packs, their banners snapping in the wind, their eyes wide with the desperate, superstitious fear of men who knew they were hunting gods. Aziel and Lior stood back-to-back in the center of the main field. The ground was already stained with the early casualties of the siege. Aziel’s breathing was heavy, the rhythmic, guttural sound of an Alpha preparing to tear the world apart to keep his

I CHECKED OVER THE list that Auth had given me of this week's tasks, making sure I had done all of them. I had just finished returning a monster to its book after it had escaped. Usually, something like that wouldn’t be my priority; however, the monster had somehow managed to get into another book. It had caused some damage to the book and nearly killed one of the main characters while it was there. Having failed to find the monster before it was seen, it was now in the book. It was a good thing I wasn’t seen, otherwise Auth couldn’t have written it off since I don’t exactly fit the theme of the book.

Or that he did. ☠️ End of Chapter 37

The creature screamed pitifully, each of its surviving jaws firing sparks loud enough to burn me. "Uncle goblin, be cautious with the life-and-death book," the voice said, surprising me, and a spark hit my body, hurting it. I groaned and glanced down to see the death book. Death book is being slowly devoured by the fire that emanates from hell. I muttered silently a few phrases, the book from hell was burned by hell fire, aren't any items on the earth that can withstand fire? I roared in rage and swung my sword forward and slashed, pushing all my might into the blade, ignoring the wound that was beginning to spread and the anguish that was beginning to afflict my eternal body. With a sword i