Magick And Monsters Novels & Stories

Right? “The enchantment has kept them asleep all this time?” The stranger monster’s awed voice travelled through the halls to me. Magic? Did it really exist? Well, if monsters did, then why not magic? “We are all awake. They broke the enchantment when they opened the door! Idiots don’t realize it.” The voice in my head sounded angry. “I’m so hungry. If they would just get a little closer...” The stranger monster screamed. “That thing just tried to bite me!”

At the silence that had allowed it. Monsters are made. But kingdoms make them faster.

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

Maggie turned to him, squinting. “Why are you suddenly so interested? You knew they existed already?” “What? No! I was just trying to start a conversation,” he said quickly, laughing it off. She smirked. “You can do better than that. What made you think I’d be in the mood for monster talk?” He shrugged sheepishly. “Who knows?” “They’re monsters, Fighter. Literal beasts that tear people apart. That’s not exactly sexy pillow talk,” she teased, then leaned in a little. “Let’s talk about something else—like us.”

“Usually, monsters present in the beginner’s dungeon are goblins and faughs. According to the activity, it is highly plausible that the flags are in the goblins since they are much more intelligent than the faughs. If there aren’t any unexpected creatures we won’t have to worry about our defense. What we need to do is a fast finish time and strategy to catch the goblin without much damage placed into us. As I’ve told you in the carriage earlier, faughs can be really sensitive to smell, especially wizling smell. Those rats are troublesome when they’re in horde so we better avoid confronting them.” Mikael strategized.

I had spent years believing I was entirely alone in this underworld, completely unaware that Wanda had been guarding my flank from the shadows. Wanda locked her eyes onto mine, testing my resolve. “What is your play, Chika? Are you going to take his territory deal and run?” I shook my head without a shred of hesitation. “I’m not running. I want a shot at Tucker's legacy as much as Darren does.” Wanda’s face softened into a fierce, proud grin. “Good. Music is the purest form of our primal magic. The wolves who command the bow must be untainted by syndicate politics. The grand stage is no place for cowards who use art to secure corporate territory.”

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?"

Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long. The other two ran towards me with a speed I hadn't expected from monsters their size. Blasting them with my water magic didn't deter them, instead, it angered them further. They had almost gotten to me when the mist popped out six huge monsters, five of which immediately went into action. The winged monster didn't, instead, it trotted to me and nuzzled my cheek, making me smile. The Egran, which I had decided to name my monsters, fought with Karissa's scorpion-wolves with such speed that stunned the scorpion-wolves themselves at first.

And finally, everyone observed the hundreds of monsters that appeared to be blobs of water but had crimson, ominous eyes. "Grrrh!!!" They all assumed their stances and prepared their weapons. The mages had no choice but to wield the short blades that they always carried. They realized they were in the biggest danger since all of their strength had been locked away. … "Grrh!!!" A horrible shriek was heard, followed by scores more identical screams. The initial cry would make anyone's heart skip a beat, but the chorus and the army of monsters spawning would stop anyone's heart. "What in the world are those?" Looking at the monsters with basic features created of hail, I said. They resembled sn

Lana said and upon hearing that the image of those monsters that nearly killed me pops in my mind making me froze. “No- no, there are monsters who are magical that don’t harm people. There are those who are friendly and live hidden on the forests. They can help us without ME using my fairy magic.” Lana said seeing the dread in my face. “What monsters? And how can we ask their help?” I ask as Lana peek on the window. “There are monsters that are like those horses, wolves and eagles in the normal world but different in appearance. They have a strong magic and are friendly. We can call them with your help.” Lana said making me look at her in confusion.