Isekai Monster Breeder Novels & Stories

They'd broken my legs to leave me crippled, and I ended up dying on the operating table. Natalie even brought Harvey back to the house earlier this time around. Could it be that one of them had also been reborn? I took a step back in disbelief. How could this be happening? A middle-aged woman came clawing at me like a maniac, and all the women were hurling the worst insults at me. "You monster! Why did you ruin my daughter's life? I'm going to make you pay for what you did to her!" "My daughter jumped off a building to take her own life because of you! She'd only just graduated from college. She had her whole life ahead of her! You're not even fit to be called a human!"

With a sudden, dark burst of inspiration, a cunning, predatory glint ignites behind my eyelids as my boots sprint toward the main perimeter gate of the command complex. CHIKA WHITMORE Seated inside the metallic walls of the monitoring bunker, waiting for the arrival of Lucien's elite extraction forces, my inner beast grows incredibly restless. Seeking a simple distraction to break the boredom, I decide to descend to the sub-level canteen sector on the first deck to secure a cold ration drink.

“Isla, I need you to pull yourself together. I’ll answer all your questions once we’re in a safe location. Can you be a good girl and pull yourself together for me?” I nodded like a robot. We flew toward the front door, and that was when I saw the bloodied and battered body slumped over his aquarium. Through the crimson water, I viewed the half-eaten head of a man staring back at me with the eyeball still attached to its socket. In the darkness, with the vision of the horror before me, Bryce brushed his mouth by the shell of my ear and whispered. “I am a monster, Isla. But I’m a monster that will never harm you.”

"This has nothing to do with you. Leave." "Cassiano!" My voice came out louder than I expected, echoing inside the cage. He fell silent. I walked right up to him. "Why do you keep coming back here? Look me in the eyes and answer me." He was quiet for a long time before he finally forced the words out. "…Because this is the only place I feel like I'm alive. I tried. I put on the suit you gave me, sat in the conference room, stared at those documents, and listened to those people talk… but I couldn't feel anything. I couldn't feel like I was even human."

There was grass at the bottom of her feet with different flowers, and in her hand were Night Lillies with a crown on her head. "Who is she?" Amaya asked "She is the moon goddess. Selene. Creator of shifters" she walked closer and closer to the statue. "Shifters?" she asked "Shifters can change into different animals and beings," I told her, not taking my eyes off the statue. "She made shifters?" she asked, turning back at me. "Most. But there are some special ones who we call newbreeders." "Newbreeders?" The little curiosity in her voice made my heart beat faster.

" I almost laughed at how ridiculous it sounded. I used to think Ophelia was just born rotten. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't any better. Like they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I shot Lauren a cold glance, then suddenly waved toward the distance, my voice bright. "Mom! You're here!" Lauren jerked her head up and followed my gaze. The operator who had controlled the memory extraction machine that day was striding straight toward us. I looked at the two of them, stunned speechless, and let out a quiet, mocking laugh. "Sorry. I already have a new family now. I have a new mom. If you keep bothering me, I'm calling the police."

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.

A monster? The moment we step onto the grounds, the smell hits. It's the smell of copper and rot and something disgusting. My stomach lurches. Kira swears under her breath. Isaiah's jaw tightens as the backup soldiers fan out, their boots silent on the snow, their weapons drawn. Then the chanting reaches us. It's loud enough to vibrate in my bones. My hand rests on my stomach, my palm flattening over my bump on instinct. 'Please,' I think desperately. 'Please be okay.‘