He Who Fights With Monsters 10 Audiobook Novels & Stories

But I could clearly feel that something massive had happened. Because the usually steady and calm Alpha Kael was so panicked that the blade dropped from his hand with a clang. Immediately after, harsh light flooded in from the entrance. It seemed the heavy stone doors had been thrown wide open. Accompanied by chaotic voices. It sounded like many pack warriors had rushed into the sacred altar room. I heard countless messy footsteps, hurried and heavy, rushing toward me. Then came the incredibly noisy shouting. There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear.

Another child clung to the Beta's leg as the monsters shrieked and lunged, claws slicing through the earth like sharpened steel. The Beta fought with all his strength, his blades a blur of motion, his body drenched in blood and sweat. "Get the hell away from them you creepy monster!" he roared, placing himself between the hidden survivors and the approaching monstrosities. The creature stopped, tilting its head. A horrifying, mocking smile curled across its face. "The creepy monster that's about to kill you," it said, voice smooth, cold, and calm. The Beta froze. They could speak.

He asked, crossing his arms around his chest, already gearing his wolf for action. The monster snickered, obviously finding his statement funny. "It is good that you are trying to be brave. But you are no match for me." The beast said, marching to him in slow but steady steps. When Anthony saw that the monster was ready to fight, he tried shifting, but before he could do that, the monster was already holding him by the neck. It was fast! He thought worriedly, as he gazed into the fiery red eyes of the monster, feeling helpless and powerless, unable to even fight back. He was paralyzed.

he said, his voice a low whisper. I just stared at him, my heart a painful, frantic beat in my chest. He was going to a fight. He was going to a war. He was going to a world that I was not a part of. The world of a Don. I was in love with a monster. A monster who would do whatever it took to keep us safe. A monster who would kill for me.

Hank nodded a greeting to Jasper as he wrestled with an extremely large vampire. Both impressed and surprised that the zombie leader was able to deal with a supernatural creature whose stature was twice his own with such calm assurance, Jasper watched as Hank used a few martial arts moves to take the vampire down just long enough to sink his teeth into his arm. After immediately jumping back as far as he could, he watched and waited the few seconds it took for the venom to attack the vampire’s system. The enormous supernatural foe was able to get on his feet and, with hate filled eyes, charge toward Hank, but he never quite reached him before his legs buckled and he fell in a heap on the cas

He would fight for her, for Assiah and for his newfound friend! “The time has come! We have to fight! Our opponents are not humans, not normal sinners, but demons! The villagers should find protection in our monastery, the battle monks should stand by! We fight for Assiah, for the people! ", Amon announced and climbed the stairs to the altar, turned to his followers. "Get ready! We're going to war! ”Were Amon's weighty words ...

I wouldn’t obey him or get on my knees for anyone. The sound of the voice jolted me out of my thoughts. “I don’t know if you realized it, but the harder you fight him, the faster the monster in his manifests. Rasmon doesn’t like to be challenged.” I didn’t care about that. Obeying him wasn’t an option. He bought me, for crying out loud. This whole thing was wrong.

I don't want to run, I want him to finish what he started. "Heaven please. I need you to fight this." Fight what? I want to ask her but the words barely leave my mouth. Fortunately for both of us we have that talent that let us read people's minds so words aren't exactly necessary. "What you are feeling right now isn't real. It's the pain of being bitten, it makes you want to die, want to give up so soul. I need you to fight it before your soul is completely destroyed." "I don't know how to." I tell Aurora but I get more than I bargained for when the sound of my voice attracts the attention of the demon who had momentarily forgotten me.

He’s a dirty blond who always seems to be just passing through. "I can’t believe you're fighting over a lousy beer, Harry," A blond woman shrieks, coming to stand beside the other guy. She can barely get a word in edgewise between the midsts of blood coming from her guy’s broken jaw. I contemplate stopping the fight but realize that the beer must be good if their fighting over it.

I guess it wasn't that big of a battle to fight. ........................................