Leviathan Monster Novels & Stories

Nike revealed how they were dragged ahead of them. “It was like we fall into its trap. As soon as we jumped into the water, he took us immediately. He was just waiting for the right moment to snatch us all from our sunken ship. Leviathan was the name given to all kinds of terrors of the deep. In a sense, it was more like the generalization of all the sea monsters you could ever think of. But given that they saw their monster taking the form of tentacle-laced specie that looked like it was a crossover between and giant squid and octopus, it was much safer to surmise that they were dealing with a Kraken.

What a horrific thing to witness. The monster is about twenty feet tall and a grayish green color. It has the body of a giant eel, but it has a horrifying face, reminding me almost of a dragon. It moves like a snake, slithering it's way across the sand. Beside me Ellie appears out of nowhere, cursing the bad luck that brought us this creature. “What is it?” I ask her. “A leviathan. A sea monster.” She tells me, still staring at it. “Damn it. Okay. I'm going to go fight it.”

“Envy.” “Monsters are born out of envy. Name's Leviathan.” “Nice to meet you.” As tall as Beelzebub, his figure was rather slender, that of a performance swimmer, not a Hunter. The straight hair of an intense green, that of the woods in the middle of summer, reached to the level of the chest and was, as usual, given on the right side, two thin braided and tightly glued tails started from the temple and got lost somewhere behind the ear, preventing his hair from reaching the left side. His face had a pleasing skeleton with high cheekbones, a straight, aristocratic nose, and full lips on which he almost always played a defiant smile. His eyes were truly fascinating, with a mesmerizing pale pin

The demon lord of the sea, in the form of a giant seven-headed serpent that can even devour Kraken. Leviathan. Those claws. Right. "This ugly weapon is made from the sharpest fangs of the demon lord of the seas, Leviathan." The shadow of Leviathan, the seven-headed serpent demon roared at Damien. And at the moment when that huge creature wanted to devour Damien with its super big mouth, Bammmm!~ ... A heavy punch hit Leviathan's face and sent him backing away, then the demon lord from the sea returned to the shadows and just disappeared.

“You heard him. Let’s keep the ugly one busy.” The Leviathan reared, pulling half its mass out of the water. Its bulk towered above them; its body was made of ship fragments, chains, and dark foam, towering higher than the tallest crane. It slammed both limbs down. Alessia lifted both hands. Her luminous eyes surged. Two pillars of silver-shadow energy shot into the creature’s arms, meeting the blow head-on. The force cracked the dock, but it held. Alessia’s boots dug a fraction into the planks.

curious and disoriented, their presence causing minor structural damage but no malice. However, drawn to the "Scent" of the Leviathans were the Void-Stalkers. These were the true monsters of the deep Aether - entities that had been locked away for eons, starved of physical form. They looked like jagged shadows made of obsidian glass, their many-eyed faces glowing with a hunger that targetted the "Lustrous Souls" of the panicked humans trapped on the pier.

Belphagor wondered what Gon's problem with him was because normally by now the pain could have subsided or gone but for reasons best known to the Dragon Dark, he wasn't letting the pain go away. The ground beneath them began to crack open as a strange scent filled the air around them. Leviathan was the first person to scent the familiar scent and he shook his head. He knew the beast that was coming but one question that was beginning to bug his mind was how come Dark who is not a prince of Hell could possess such a beast. "Brothers, do any of you have an idea of what we are up against?" Leviathan asked. "We have no idea of what we are up against Leviathan, but that smell looks familiar to me

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

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.