Invisible Monsters Synopsis Novels & Stories

In the third block a monster with half of its body that of a snake and half of her body that of a woman ( with her front on an open display) was causing havoc , Chelsea could see Kyle protecting the nobles as the monster lunged and vomited a bile of poison that was strong enough to melt the entire trees of the clearing. " Its the same everywhere " said Malcolm putting the projection crystal back into his jacket's pocket " I cannot contact with the first and the second block , nor is their cura glasses working , I don't know what's going on -" But then Malcolm stopped talking and motioned them to keep silent and follow him , both Chelsea and Ron looked behind and saw that the monster was real

The light of the eating fish monster reveals dozens if not hundreds of the blind beasts attracted to the smell of blood and the sound of meat and bone being ripped apart. The fish monster was too distracted by its meal to notice the beasts approaching it. The fish monster looked satisfied with its meal. The satisfaction didn’t last long. The horde of blind monsters charged with tooth and claw as they quickly rendered the fish monster into nothing but guts and gore. But that wasn’t enough. Still blind and hungry, the beasts start to attack anything they can grab, namely the other beasts besides them. The oppressive darkness quickly changed into a blind carnage. Elizabeth watched in horror as

And my gentle blue eyed boy forgotten for the time being. Wrapping my hand around his arm, Lucas pushes the door open as I take a big step into a completely unknown world of demons and devils. The room, once full of chat and mirth, fell into a deadly silence as we stood in the doorway. It felt like every eye in room fell on them. We step further into the crowd, the sound of the door closing behind them reverberating harshly around the silent room. “I’m so glad you could make it, niece.” A sinister voice sounded from behind us.

He stopped, his face going slack, then he tipped back his head and screamed. One of the creature’s tentacles was wrapped around his good leg, and its mouth—with those rows of razor-sharp teeth—latched onto the meaty part of his thigh. He looked down, his expression a hideous combination of pain and surprise. He fell to his knees, and the tentacles gyrated like serpents before taking him in their cold embrace. He went face down in the swirling tide and the creature slithered up his body. He tried to crawl toward me, relentless in his murderous rage, until the creature’s mouth found the back of his throat. His eyes found me. I’d like to think I saw regret, remorse, something in them. But they

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

Acario suggested then they all went out of the room. •*•*•*•* Alexis is here in a dark place and alone. She looked everywhere and she didn't saw anyone. She walks slowly then she saw the same human like monsters with bloodshed eyes. She bit her nails because of fear. "I'm afraid... I'm so afraid..." She said then she closed her eyes when those monsters attacks when someone came to help her. "My dear Ophelia... Are you okay?" Alexis looks at her mother then nodded. She hugs her mother tightly.

"Go home. Stay out of the crosshairs until the full moon." The Obsidian Crown Plaza was glowing with neon and death when we arrived for the gala. Malik and I entered the main hall, and immediately, the air changed. Lizzie Robinson was standing in the center of a circle of elite pack heirs, her white gown shimmering like a silver ghost. She spotted me and her smile turned razor-sharp. "Chika Whitmore! Look at you," she projected her voice, ensuring the entire room heard. "I saw the feeds, darling. Abandoned at the Silverfang Chamber. How did it feel to be the wolf no one wanted to claim?"

With love so loud it drowned out every ghost from that stupid manor. The Blackwood family had its monsters. But Reese had me. And together, we’d burn every last one of them down. Those monsters haven't met this monster…

Dominic rode beside me, scanning every tree with the eyes of a soldier expecting war. But this wasn’t war. This was worse. Because the enemy here was invisible. Old. And smart. The Mountains of the Dead didn’t kill with claws or teeth. They broke you with memory. With fear. With illusions. And already, I could feel them watching. The trees curved overhead like ribs, enclosing us in a skeletal tunnel. Mist rolled over the path, thick and shimmering like it carried voices. And maybe it did. “Don’t speak to anything that talks first,” Sylvester muttered, barely loud enough for the group to hear. “And whatever you see… It’s not real.”