Here There Be Monsters Book Novels & Stories

*Chapter 13:The Best Feelings . *Beatrice’s POV* I pressed my face into Mother’s chest and stopped breathing. The air above the water was wrong. Too loud. Too fast. It scraped instead of holding. And the things coming down the stone steps had legs. Two of them. Straight and jointed and wrong. _Monsters with legs._ The old stories said they took you. Cut you. Never let you go back to the sea. Fear locked my jaw and burned my lungs. I clutched Mother’s arm. She was cold now. Too cold. But her arms were still around me. Her last order without sound: _Hide. Don’t let them see you._

He slightly pushes Becky back. " Behave U". She responds angrily at his push. " I just want Zina to be back. I know. Marcus has brought her here. He must be in his room. Just let me go". Becky tries again to move upstairs. " Sorry Mam. No one is allowed to cross this line. If you persist, we need to throw you out". The man arrogantly responds by coming in her way. Just then Becky senses a scream. She got smell which only wolves acquire. She immediately looks around to check the source of the smell. She sniffs monster men who now fiercely came around her with their weapons ready to attack.

Luckily the people had the Lightborn squad and all the heroes present in the town to push back and destroy the monsters however casualties are still unavoidable. A few homes are already infested by monsters, the people in it are already slaughtered and or being eaten. A few lustful beasts raped the young and beautiful women they could get their hands into. A beowolf backhanded a woman and started tearing out her clothes. He licked her bosom before shoving his throbbing pink member inside the poor woman while his brothers eat the rest of her family. The night was filled with dread and chaos. Screaming and begging can be heard echoing from every street.

We can't afford to let one of them slip between us, or better yet, fall between us. ”Okay. Come on Emm. I'll stay back to back with Leviathan. You will hug me while keeping Rose glued to your back.” ”Okay.” Now then. You might be wondering, what does these monsters look like. Well they are literally decaying corpses with skin peeling off of them and all kinds of bugs in and on them. They are cowered in dried blood, mud, dust and even spiderwebs.

"Move!" A voice rang out, jolting Julien from his reverie. With a final push, he found himself propelled into action, his feet carrying him swiftly towards the noble district. As he fled, he couldn't resist the urge to glance back, and what he saw chilled him to the bone. The monsters had already begun their descent from the city walls, their long, human-like limbs carrying them with unnatural speed. It was then that Julien truly saw the horror of their appearance. Their elongated necks, smooth hairless skin, and claws that stretched nearly a foot in length were the stuff of nightmares. These creatures were the embodiment of pure terror, a manifestation of the darkest corners of the human ps

Arthur just shrugged. Mila gave him a vexed look and flipped through the pages. She was looking for a cannibal who was scared of light, but there were quite a few monsters mentioned in this book that were cannibals and were afraid of light. So, she started looking at illustrations to see if any bite marks matched the victims, but there was nothing. “Oh, this was a waste,” Mila snapped the book shut. Arthur was still very quiet. “What is wrong with you?” Mila demanded.

“She and I are digging now. If they left even a fingerprint behind, we’ll find it.” “And if it is them?” I whisper. “Then we hunt,” Dad says coldly. “Again. But this time, we don’t leave anyone breathing.” “I love you both,” Mum adds. “So much. Just—stay calm. Stay smart. Let us handle the chaos.” “We’re trying,” Caden murmurs, but his eyes haven’t stopped scanning the shadows. Neither have mine. Because the thing about monsters is—they don’t need to knock. They already know where you live.

Stillness. And in front of me, rising like something ripped from a horror movie set, was a castle. A massive, looming, gothic nightmare of a castle, complete with spiked towers, creeping ivy, and black stone that shimmered faintly in the twilight like it was made from obsidian and hate. “Oh. We’re doing this,” I muttered under my breath, hugging the cloak tighter around me. It still smelled like burnt air and ozone. “Of course the magic prison school is a fucking vampire mansion.”

That night, the doll suddenly activated. Its soft, stuffed arm shot straight into my throat. I jolted awake, clawing at my neck, trying to call for my mother, but no sound came out. By the next day, I had a raging fever and couldn't stop throwing up. I cried, trying to tell my mother what happened, but all that came out were broken, garbled sounds. She tossed me a pack of cold medicine. "If you can't even talk, then be quiet for once. I'm exhausted after work."

Liv led the parade of dragons, although the red and blue ones stayed behind Danny and Amelia. Simultaneously, as Damonq leapt into the air, coming down with his fist driving forward straight through bone and sinew to find the monster’s heart, three missiles flew straight to the monsters waiting for the children. Rolling in the air as they flew, flames erupted and they burst through their chests, straight to the hearts, incinerating all three on contact. The monsters stood with their mouths open, shocked looks on their faces, and then they toppled backward. The grate fell, covering the hole, and with it dropped the side of the building, revealing a cavernous lift.