Larry Monster Novels & Stories

You had greater chances reasoning with a rock. "You bastard, you said something funny didn't you?" He threw a heavy blow towards Amon but he avoided it easily. "Don't waste your time, I am a lightning wolf, the fastest of all wolves. You would have greater chances catching air than touching me." Seeing how a majority of the class was staring at him and how he was humiliated, for the first time Larry yielded and decided to walk out of the class angry with his crew. But everyone in the class had feeling that this wasn't over.

There are only few people who know about the Maridelle's blood and how it could at least do a so-called miracle to anyone who will drink it. “This is the start of our rule!” The monster laughes with his hands tensed into claws. It reverberates in the whole infirmary that for a second it has seemed as if there is an earthquake. “I would not let that happen!” Lachlan surges forward delivering a blow on the monsters abdomen. Though the monster is towering over him, his size and the small space in the infirmary had rendered the moster immobile. Lachlan's fist made the monter shrill in pain.

"So what the fuck are we waiting for? Let's go tear the damn walls down!" "Isabella also told us Gary and Larry are werebears. Well, at least Gary is, we still don't know exactly what Larry is. It's too risky to just go in half cocked. I won't risk my warriors' lives not knowing what we're up against." I understood that Archie was upset, but he was beginning to pissing us off me and Jaxs, and that was a deadly combination. I wasn't about to let him or anybody else. Tell me how or what to do with my pack.

Although I had two theories. A few months ago, Larry, the club manager at my old job, tried to force himself on me. I helped massage his dîck with my claws. He ended up in the hospital, and I had to quit that job and the entire city of Lake Charles. Before I left, Larry promised to make me pay for what I did to him. Theory one, he found me and had come for revenge. The werewolf guy was probably his friend. After all, many humans in these parts were friends with different supernatural creatures without knowing it.

Larry goes back to his dad’s office but he does not find him. He goes to the library but he was nowhere to be seen, he thinks for a moment and walks to the basement, where he liked spending some time with his creations. He walks in the dark rooms and could already fell his presence. “Daad!” He calls as his voice echoes around. He spots him standing in front of one of the cells with his hands behind him, he walks to him and stands with him. “What do you think, do you think he is still in there” Larry asks him as they look at Gary, now turned into a scary creature.

Jay hissed. “There’s not a thing in this world that I actually care about.” Monster appeared indifferent. “Is that so? What about your daughter?” Jay sat up straight. His profound pupils were locked onto Monster’s eyes. Monster’s smile froze slightly. “I don’t have a daughter.” He suddenly roared like thunder. Jay curled his lips. “Why are you getting stirred up?” He crossed his legs again, calmly admiring Monster’s current ugly state. Monster realized that he had lost his temper and forced himself to calm down. However, he could not help but ask, “Is Lil Thirteen dead or alive?”

Annie replied. Garry squeezed the paper as he stared away in the room. "Larry is really gone. We should try to understand that. Crying for a thousand decades won't bring him back."Garry suddenly said. "It's... it's just hard to believe. No,he is not dead. He might probably be playing games on us....I don't believe..this is all just a nightmare... that I will soon wake up from and see Larry's face as he call me pink face, little miss....kiss stealer..."

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear. Someone reached out to touch me. It wasn't Kael. It was a softer, warmer touch, checking my eyelids, my pulse. "The Luna is in shock, her heart rate is dropping rapidly!" "We need to stabilize her spirit immediately." "Quick, get the moonstone elixir!" "No! Her wolf is going dormant!" What happened? Were they talking about me? Is my wolf, Selene, dying? I didn't know. I only felt my eyelids getting heavier, so incredibly sleepy.

“It’s nothing, I was just thinking about my mom is all.” Larry tears up. He actually does, in fact, he starts bawling. “I miss my mom and dad too! I miss mom’s spaghetti Bolognese…and…and..her leftover meatloaf…and…oh my goddess! Mom’s Hawaiian pizza! It’s her signature dish…mppph!” “Shuuushhhh!” I say as I quickly slap my palm over his mouth. “Not so loud, you doufus! They might hear us!” Larry pushes my hand away and wipes the drool from his lips. “You know what, Hope? You have the face of an angel but you speak like the devil.”