He Who Fights With Monsters 10 Audiobook Novels & Stories

I couldn’t hear him any longer. "I don't wanna turn into a monster! " I said firmly. "As long as I breathe, I'm gonna fight back with you. I know I can live like a human if I fight you back! And, it'll be a matter of time, when you’ll be gone from here -" I placed my hand on my chest, "You'll be gone forever!"

He was so beautiful that I stared at him in awe before facing the battle. Vines rushed out from the school's forest at my command just as Egran began popping from the mist. My monsters, sensing my need, joined in the fight at the same time I trapped a scorpion-wolf with vines. I was distracted by the monsters in front of me that I forgot I should have also watched my back. Something hit me hard from behind, sending me flying a few feet away, colliding with a uniformed warrior. Grunting in pain, I was rolling away from the warrior who was stuck under me when I heard a roar. Looking up, I saw Erix's wolf tear the monster that had thrown me to pieces easily before racing toward me.

He was confused about what I'm doing but since he couldn't complain, because he can't interrupt me from what I'm doing he kept his mouth shut. I can hear the fighting scene from behind but I couldn't look because I am too busy. “Monster in the deep slumber I am calling you, I have sacrificed blood that you need to arouse, a monster who sold the soul and body to the demon I am calling you! Wake up from your deep slumber and help us!” I said much louder so the queen could hear me. _______ Warg" The monster that we were fighting was so very fast I can even see where he was. Thank God that Lyca was here and she was helping me,

the monster growls, and Thatcher growls lowly. "Tell my mate thank you," the monster orders so fiercely Thatcher's body jolts. The building muscles under my palm spasm and my anger spikes for my friend. "Leave him alone. He can't say anything, you monster," I yell from behind Thatcher, and the monster goes silent for a moment. "He can still scream," the monster finally snarls, and I hear bare feet slap the floor before Thatcher's body takes a hard hit. "No," I scream, but no one can hear me over the grunts and growls of the fighting men.

But, unfortunately, the Manticore also hissed with its poisonous scorpion tentacle, ready to attack Radcliff. "Come on! Fight me!" shouted Radcliff provokingly. With the power Radcliff currently possessed, he couldn't fight all three monsters alone at once. His slashes of fire only had little impact on his opponent. However, Radcliff wasn't about to give up yet. He gathered his strength until his whole body glowed. The three monsters came from different directions and attacked Radcliff at the same time. At that moment, the fire that had gathered all over Radcliff's body blazed with brilliance, and flames shot up into the sky like pillars of fire, burning the three monsters alive.

My body jerked, feeling the tiny connection left I had with my mate. It was there, a tiny spindle of thread that had unraveled. I continued to hold tight, pulling on it with all my might to find him somewhere. Fight it. His gentle whisper clouded my vision. Blackness threatened to fall upon my eyes but I heard it again. “Fight it,” it whispered through my ears again. “I AM!” I cried out, seeing the confusion on Mortus’ face. He wasn’t a Duke, a duke was to represent the people, this man was a monster. A psychotic monster.

"That's impossible… That flash drive has already been—" She suddenly seemed to realize that she'd said something she shouldn't have and immediately shut her mouth. When Raoul saw that I'd slapped her just now, he also marched up to me, ready to fight me to our deaths. At that moment, all of the anger I'd suppressed until then exploded like a volcano. I punched him back in the face and roared, "You all keep calling me a monster and an inhuman animal, but I'm going to show you who the real monster is! You'll see what I'm talking about!"

"Vira'thak zorrin mala'kai." The blood inside their bodies rebelled. It rushed upward, twisting violently within their veins, forcing its way out through their eyes, mouths, and ears. They choked on their own essence, their bodies convulsing as crimson streams poured from every orifice. Then, with a final gurgled breath, they collapsed one by one, their lives pooling beneath them. Good. Didn't Rorden tell them who exactly they were coming to fight? I could take down a whole fucking army in a battle single-handedly. I was the fucking Monster of the North!

He was a huge black wolf with glowing golden eyes. He lowered his head. You're beautiful. I stared at him. You can hear me? Of course. He moved closer. I'm your mate. My heart fluttered. Then the darker voice inside me laughed. Mate. I froze. You don't deserve him. I growled. Shut up. The voice laughed again. He will fear you eventually. I shook my head. No. Everyone fears monsters. I looked at Alex. He didn't move away. He simply stood beside me.

“We are two women holding two kingdoms together with spit, blood, and spite. We don’t have seven years to play nice. We have seven years to become the monsters they already think we are. Because if we fall—if we let this place fracture—Lyra and Aziel wake up to ashes and graves and children who never knew their parents’ voices.” She let that sink in. Kaelin raised her flagon, wine sloshing over the rim like blood. “To the monsters, then.” Rhea lifted hers. “To the monsters.” One by one, every wolf in the room followed—captains, scouts, healers, cooks, stable boys who’d snuck in to listen—until the war room rang with iron on iron and the promise of war. Serna drained her cup in one brutal swa