Larry Monster Novels & Stories

They were filling her in on what the Compliant said when Dominic burst in gasping, "Something is wrong with Larry and other pack members, they're…" In a flash, they were all running out of the study to where Larry was. The Pack's bond was thrown into confusion. Some pack members were trying to figure out what was happening and others were behaving erratically because of the moon. Larry was sprawled on the floor, his body writhed and twisted in uncommon shapes, just outside Andrew's mansion as he cried out in agony. Though the sounds of his bones breaking and the smell of sweaty animal fur could be heard and perceived, Larry remained in human form.

We looked like a family that belonged together, a family that existed outside the orbit of scandal and strategy. I felt a lump form in my throat, thick and painful. I had spent so much time painting Larry as the villain in my story, the cold, calculating architect of my misery. But looking at this photo, hidden away on his private desk where only he could see it, the image cracked. Larry wasn’t a monster. He was a man who was so terrified of losing what he had that he didn’t know how to hold onto it without crushing it. He was a man who watched his life from the sidelines, capturing moments of joy because he didn't know how to step into them.

Each of them realized that they needed a little quietness at times like these. In just a day, the kingdom had lost countless soldiers, as well as civilians at the hands of monsters – which weren't even monster grande. According to the info provided by Dylan, there is a term "monster grande" which refers to a monster that is bigger, fiercer, and intelligent and is the biggest threat to mankind. The numbers were still few, but no one ever knew when they would be able to double their numbers and enter the Haddad Kingdom.

I am, on the other hand, completely speechless. Marcus strides toward Gary, and I expect a blood bath. Marcus is huge, but I remember Gary can be too. Gary can transform into a building if he feels like it. He isn't like any of us. He is an actual monster from the other world, and I had no idea how powerful. "Be careful, Marcus. Gary isn't as cute as he looks," I warn Marcus. "Sure I am." Gary stuffs another large carrot in his mouth. He takes his time chewing it, then opens his mouth to speak again. "Just so you know, I can stuff larger things in my mouth, my delicious piece of Mocha latte, you."

I linked her, and she bowed her head in submission. I pulled the chair and sat across the table from him, "So where do we begin, Derin?" I asked him, and he looked up at me with teary eyes. Did Gwen's words get to him? "I had no choice but to comply," was all he said to Gwen, and it did not touch us one bit. "How can we capture Larry?" I said point-blank, and his eyes widened. "He has a mistress he visits at his penthouse in Mills street closest to my pack. Every Saturday he goes there. She is a wolf." He said, and I was in shock. Who would have thought Larry was banging a wolf.

I wiped my hands against my shorts, my lips still twitching in amusement. "Not komodo dragon, Connor." Larry glanced to my large friend. "I mean a dragon." "Dragon, dragon?" Connor's eyes widened. "As in those things that breath fire?" "Yes." Larry nodded. Connor's disbelieving gaze focused on Larry, then to me, and finally back to the former. I glanced at Larry with a knowing smile as if to say, 'I told you so.' "Oh, so you both think this is amusing?" His face hardening by a glare, his hand reached for the laptop. "Let's see if you still laugh at this."

he croaks, his head lowered. "Warned me about what?" "I'm not just a werewolf, dove. I'm worse. Much worse. There are many monsters in my world, you see? But among all of them, I am the monster they all fear." My stomach churns as my fear grows. He's unfolding another layer of himself, and I'm not sure if I'm ready for it. "W-what do you mean?" "I'm a tribrid. Three creatures exist inside of me. But at the same time, they're unified. I am a werewolf, a vampire, and a—"

He said clearing his throat. My eyes widened taking in the top layer of my bosom on exhibition, before falling back against the pillow covering myself from head to toe, completely embarrassed. "Oh great just what we need, more vampires, " Larry says and I peak from beneath my layers. He walks away from the window heading towards the door. "I left lunch. Be quiet okay? The last thing we need is them sniffing around. And stay away from the shower, got it? "

One of his men soon walked into the tent and reported, "She still isn't saying anything." "I'll talk to her myself." Lance replied, slipped his phone into his pocket and walked out of the tent. He headed towards the tent next to his. Three of his men were already inside, keeping watch on their prisoner. "Leave us alone." The three men immediately got up and exited the tenth, while the one who reported to him remained standing behind him. "You too, Larry." "No disrespect, sir, she may be tied up and looks exhausted, but don't forget she's a werewolf. A werewolf with super healing strength." Larry subtly refused.

from the man who they both knew has been born as a monster. @cycy