Liminal Monsters Novels & Stories

Heart stopped instantly…’ Werewolf venom. Deadly to vampires. Just as ours is to them. And Alpha Gerald, that bastard, he knew. He knew exactly what he was doing. Now my little Slake lies in a coffin. The others return to the cars, umbrellas up, heads bowed. But I stay. I stare down at the lowering casket until Limbo steps up beside me. “Sir,” he says, voice low. “We caught him.” I don’t look at him. “Where?”

It is impossible for me to feed all the monsters alone. The monsters are spawned as newborns, which means they cannot hunt for themselves. The problem can be solved, however. It's all about traps. In the same way, as the pigs fell into the nest, I could create traps and lay bait for the monsters, which would provide me and my army with food. However, all of that could wait. [21 hours] There is only a day left until the wave begins. It's finally time. [STATUS] Name: JIN Race:Demon of Sloth(Elite)

Then suddenly, the operator shouted, "There's something wrong with this chip!" The entire room went silent. She carefully sliced it open with a blade. "It's a dual-layer implant. The outer layer is a standard emotional regulator, but inside… There's a memory alteration chip." Ophelia's face went pale. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor. [Altering memories to influence the verdict? That's insane.] [So those scenes of Ophelia caring for Gabriel were all fake?] [Then who's the real monster here?] The judge's expression turned grave as he walked over to me.

WINTER POV The house didn’t feel like a house anymore. It felt like a target. Every shadow stretched too long. Every sound felt too sharp. Even the walls seemed thinner—like danger could slip through if it tried hard enough. Marcus disappearing wasn’t relief. It was worse. Because Marcus didn’t disappear. Marcus planned. And now… we didn’t know where he was. “No signal. No transactions. No movement.” Luca’s voice cut through the room, tight with focus as his fingers moved quickly across the keyboard.

"The power lines beneath the dirt are still working exactly how you and Lucien set them. Nothing has crossed our borders." "It is not coming from the borders, Darius," Lucien said, walking out from the dark hallway. His arms were bare, and the golden marks carved into his skin were glowing with a bright, hot light every time he took a breath. "The monster is not an army. It does not march on the ground. It is dropping straight down from the middle of the eclipse." Right after he spoke, a massive, booming roar shook the sky above the pack house.

she smiled. "You will soon learn how to use all of your powers don't worry but you have to keep in mind that there are consequences if you misuse them."she warned. Trapping his blood into a glass, I drank it and images appeared in my mind. Mother-in-law was watching over me and Anu as we consummate our marriage. After that she entered in the room and packed our white bedsheets with a blood spot for my innocence and went into the dark Forest. Spreading the sheets on the ground with green grasses, she knelt down, closed her eyes and said strange words and like that the moon came from the sky and landed on the blood spot on the bedsheets. It immediately turned into a small white pearl which she

I tighten my grip on David and ask, "Your proclamation—what's the big picture? Where do you see this going? I'm curious, Alpha Nicodra. Do you have any specific ideas regarding how exactly you're going to resurrect our culture?" He lifts his glass to me and says, "I'm happy to hear your interest. My ideas are truly rooted in our conformity to a way of life that was simply not built on the beings we are. Frankly, Brigette, we are not human. In all honesty, we're monsters—at least to them, at least in our physiology." "Monsters," I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue.

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.” ~ Kahlil Gibra DOMINIC The moment those words slid out of my lips, I knew I had gone too far to come back. It hit her with force equivalent to a ship against an iceberg. Lilliana stilled under my hold; her brown eyes were wide and filled with a strange fear I have never seen before. By the time I realized my mistake, it was too late.

The monster's real abilities numbered exactly three. And so did its death conditions: Anyone who learns all three of the monster's abilities will die. Anyone who agrees to or refuses the monster's requests three times in a row will die. Anyone who remains in the loop for three full hours will die. From the moment I opened my eyes and saw those three lines, I had already stepped into a dead end. And yet… a smile curved my lips. Because the loop's limit wasn't three cycles. It was five. And right now, I was only on the fourth.