Leviathan Monster Novels & Stories

“This marks the sixth death in two months. The Council has yet to identify the group calling themselves the ‘Rogue Cell,’ led by the mysterious ‘Monster Queen.’ Fear is gripping the Alpha Elite as the killer continues to bypass the most advanced security systems in Nocturna…” I scoffed and muted the screen. "The Monster Queen. What a ridiculous name." "She’s efficient, Kaelen," Silas reminded me. "No DNA. No footprints. Just bodies." The elevator opened to the penthouse of Lord Aaron, a man who had spent his life hoarding riches and looking down on the weak. Now, he was slumped over his desk, his eyes wide with a terror that had frozen on his face. The room was covered in blood. Whoever did

"Good. Now, eat. You look fragile, and I prefer my prizes to be strong enough to hold their weight." As I walked toward the dining hall, I realized the "Monster" wasn't just paying for Leo's life. He was rebuilding mine into something he could control. I was Chapter 10 of a story I didn't want to be in, and the ending felt further away than ever.

“Let me see him, Cassian. Please.” And then the door behind him creaked open. I froze. A massive figure stepped through, and everything inside me stopped. Leonidas. Not as I knew him. Not the man. The wolf. He was huge and towering. A beast carved from shadow and silver. Thick fur the color of midnight bled into streaks of ash at his sides. His eyes, still the same startling, wild gold, locked on mine. His eyes looked to be in so much pain but maintaining strong restrictions.

“I think it’s something more. Something worse.” Kristen didn’t move. She let the silence linger before speaking. “What if it’s about control?” she whispered. “What if he doesn’t just want to destroy you… but everything you’ve built? Every person. Every inch of power. What if he wants to replace you completely?” Carlo didn’t answer. He sat there, staring into the monitors as if Marcus would show up if he turned. After a long pause, Carlo stood up. “We need to take the fight to him.”

Why not Maleah, whom I loved with my entire being? I finally see Bastian's great tower sticking out of the clouds and put on an additional burst of speed. They will rue the day they messed with Laryn, the mightiest dragon to ever live. Bastian's red tail swoops out of a cloud and hits me upside the head. I shake my jaw and turn to seek the fucker who has disappeared into the clouds again. "Calm down, Laryn," he whispers into my mind.

Hidden beneath the sands of the canyon floor was a massive abyssal creature, bound in chains, its eyes glowing with a malevolent light. "It's a trap," Liora whispered, her voice filled with dread. Before we could retreat, the creature stirred, sensing our presence. The chains binding it started to unravel, released by unseen forces from the outpost. It was not just any creature; it was a Leviathan, an ancient beast of destruction, long believed to be a myth.

They were massive constructs of crushing water and basalt armor, their chests glowing with that sickly blue bioluminescence. The moment I landed, the closest Leviathan turned. It did not have eyes, but it felt the displacement of the water. It surged toward me with terrifying speed. Before I forged this suit, fighting a Leviathan required weeks of planning, gravity wells, or localized tectonic earthquakes. I would have been sweating, bleeding, and burning out my nervous system just to scratch one. Now I just stood perfectly still. The Leviathan closed the distance in seconds. It raised a massive fist made of compressed sea water and razor sharp reef stone, bringing it down directly on my hea

Now that he saw it become a reality, he couldn't help but laugh maniacally. "HAHAHAHAHAHA!" On the sea, Ezekiel was speechless. "This... THAT CRAZY BASTARD...!" he wanted to puke seeing the gigantic black monster towering 30 meters above him. This was straight out of a horror fairytale! "AAAAAAAHHH!" "BWAHAHAHAH! ATTACK, LEVIA! ATTACK!" "CRAZY ARCHMAGE! WHY ARE YOU MAKING AN ABOMINATION?!" "HAHAHAHAHA!"

"You just focus on yourself and being the perfect princess, OK? I'll be fine. Are you ready for the move to Aunt Aella's?" "As ready as I'll ever be, how about you going to Aunt Nixie's?" "Same." "Did you enjoy your swim?" Her voice contained a tinge of sarcasm. Fucking Cerulean, he couldn't simply keep his mouth shut. "Not so much. I ended up not being alone. Hey, you're well versed in the social side of things. What do you know about Leviathan?" "The water dragon deity? He was here tonight with his kids. It's the first time he's made an appearance at one of the princess announcements in ages, by my understanding. Why do you want to know?"

Mostly, lycanthropy is hereditary, but some horrible attacks have been known to bring it on. My mother barely survived when she was raped. Coming out of the hospital with the slashes all over her face and arms, her mother barely recognized her. When she didn’t turn on the first full moon, doctors were ecstatic. When she found out she was pregnant, they began to fear the worst again. I only got half the symptoms myself, and people say my dad was a pack leader. "Here you go, sugar," Sheila whispers, appearing from nowhere. Her perfume cuts my nostrils like a knife, and so does her human meaty smell.