Librarian Off Monsters Inc Novels & Stories

The way I usually do things. It was unconscious and uncontrollable. She was appetizing, which made my plan difficult. I didn’t think I was going to want her this much. I didn’t think I was going to feel a different emotion other than hate for the enemy. And want was the most dangerous thing a monster like me could feel for a her kind. —-Lydia’s POV—— He shouldn't be in my head. But he is. Like smoke clinging to the lungs, like old blood under fingernails, no matter how many times I try to wash my thoughts clean, he’s still there.

I didn't want another reason to be cast aside. We walked further into the library until Lucas pulled a thick volume from a shelf. The picture on the cover was unmistakable. It was the same monster from earlier. We sat down at a wooden table and he opened the book. “They are called Tecans” he said, flipping through the pages. “It says that they are mindless monsters. A breed of wolves and a dark matter” “Mindless” I muttered, staring at the sketch. “That means they need a master to operate” “Exactly. And if we saw one, it means there are more” Lucas muttered, flipping the pages. His eyes squinted as he glanced at the pages. He found an illustration of a master controlling the monsters and sho

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

Sabrina nodded. “Let’s go!” Sabrina let out and walked out the dungeon. Lucia and Cyn followed while smiling. “Now, let’s help the western land.” Cyn said. Few minutes later, they arrived in front of the ruined high walls and saw the chaos caused by the gigantic monsters, goblins, and demons. Without a second thought, they attacked the monsters and their attacks surprised all the wounded warriors, wondering who they were. Sabrina held the staff and pointed to the monsters and goblins. “Devour!” she chanted and all the monsters got absorbed by the power of the staff. Every monster that attacked Sabrina vanished like dust.

"Shouldn't something be said about this?" "Seven kinds of supernatural monster blood, as solicitation by Professor Simpkin of White Rose Academy. He said he got an antiquated book that point by point a formula for a mixture that necessary the blood of these supernatural monsters. He needed to check whether he could orchestrate the mixture referenced in the book," made sense of Lorist. Just now did Charlando notice the little names at the lower part of the compartments, with names of different supernatural monsters, including, Dark-gold Pythons, Greenback Direwolf, Dark-scaled Rhinoceros, and so forth.

They had scary skeleton frames and long, gray wooden fingers that scraped against the wall. The shadow monsters hadn't left. They were waiting for us. "We're trapped," I gasped, backing up until I hit the Headmaster’s desk. Lisa didn't panic. She stood tall and her eyes got sharp. She flicked her wrists, and two bright shields of purple light popped out of her hands. They made a protective wall just as the first monster jumped at us. The monster’s wooden claws scratched against her purple shield. It made a horrible sound like fingernails on a chalkboard. The force pushed Lisa back a step.

Why go back? I couldn’t quite tell what its skin would look like but from the texture, I could guess it was wet, moldy, and perhaps elastic. The monster’s tongue came out of its head and where its dick would have originally been, there were deadly spikes. I only saw the frontal of this thing and couldn’t help but wonder why the Zeta was working in the library day and night anyway. And why he was reading books on demons and whatever this thing is. He said something about runes… a blank page… potions… I had no idea what any of that meant.

"The Archivist's a parasite. The Librarians too. They feed on stories, but the Silence... it feeds on *them*." A roar shakes the labyrinth. The bookshelves collapse, revealing a creature-a Librarian grown bloated, its stitches bursting, ink-blood flooding the floor. The Hunter grins. "Time to rewrite the rules." --- **The Kill** The creature lunges, pages spewing from its mouth like bile. I fire. The storm-bullet tears through it, scattering text that combusts midair. The Hunter leaps, his blade severing its ink heart. It collapses, dissolving into a puddle of black sludge. The remaining Librarians scatter, hissing.

Just as I was about to explain, a suitcase came barreling past and slammed into me. "Careful!" I stumbled backward, colliding into a solid, warm chest. Liam caught me instinctively, his arm tightening around my waist. His voice, usually calm and detached, carried an unmistakable edge of urgency. "Are you alright?" I didn’t answer. Because my eyes had locked onto the hair tie now fully exposed on his wrist. There was a delicate pink-and-white crystal flower dangled from it. Earlier, I only caught a fleeting glimpse. However, the longer I looked, the more familiar it felt, and the more it unsettled me.

Lindsay looked utterly confused. Her brows began to furrow as her eyes turned black as the night the fury in her stare the hatred that forced her undead body to stiffen. It made Jake think more than ever that he was not really related to them after all that maybe they were in fact prisoners. But if they were-wolves couldn’t they just kill the monster that was housing them? Was there something superior to vampires over wolves? Or was it just a numbers game.