Minnow Monsters Novels & Stories

She leaned back on the backrest and sighed at the view of the teardrop-silver colour lake; shaped like a perfectly flat metal disc. No sounds rang out from the shimmering emptiness of space in front of them. Even the huffing wind was too lazy to scatter the a-flame quilt of warm earthy leaves spread out around the tree's base in the small clearing. They sat in silence, drinking in the scenery, calming their senses and enjoying each other's company. "Have you ever heard of the Moonfall pack?" Minnow asked after much consideration. "Hm, yeah, it's a small town up in the mountains. Why do you ask?"

A monster? The moment we step onto the grounds, the smell hits. It's the smell of copper and rot and something disgusting. My stomach lurches. Kira swears under her breath. Isaiah's jaw tightens as the backup soldiers fan out, their boots silent on the snow, their weapons drawn. Then the chanting reaches us. It's loud enough to vibrate in my bones. My hand rests on my stomach, my palm flattening over my bump on instinct. 'Please,' I think desperately. 'Please be okay.‘

Iris. Lightning. Blinding lightning cracks across the sky, and that’s when I see it. A monstrosity. A towering werewolf, drenched in rain, muscles taut and rippling with barely restrained rage. Each limb looks sculpted for violence. Its fur is slick, dark, and matted from blood and storm. Its breath steams in the cold air. Plumes spiral around its snout. Its eyes, blazing gold. My heart stops. God… I just fell into another creature’s war. All of them, beasts of the moon. Beasts of the night. Oh no!

--- The First External Signal A sharp alert cut through the room. Then another. Then ten more. --- Cassian Moves Fast “We’re getting external access attempts,” he said. “Multiple sources.” --- Aria Watches Carefully “They see it,” she murmured. --- The World Responds And once something like this became visible— The world didn’t wait. It reacted. --- The Flood Begins Governments trying to secure control. Corporations racing to protect their data. Unknown players forcing their way into the network. --- The System Overloads Requests collided.

“Hold me tight.” “What?” The elevator starts moving downwards, faster with each second. Maya's fingers claw at my arm as she steadies herself for balance. My arm circles her waist holding her in place. The moment the door opens a wave of heat and sound clashes over us. Slot machines ringing, glasses clinking, conversations overlapping in a chaotic melody of indulgence. “You okay?” I ask, watching Maya's eyes squint from the sudden brightness. She lets out a shaky breath mumbling a small yeah. “It's going to be fine, just don't talk if it's not necessary.”

I can hear the fast rush of water as the blood forms into different parts, creating this monster. I can feel it in my veins, and I can feel something too wet and sticky in my panties. My toes curl as I press my legs together. "You did it." Jaden whispers, his voice breaking the tension. I reopen my eyes, and in front of us is... A monster. It's small, not exactly mighty and strong like Jaden's and it's about to wither, it falls to the side. I think my magic is not strong enough to keep it lasting for long. The monster starts melting. But I fucking did it. "I created a monster!" I shriek in excitement, laughing so hard that I spin around and throw my hands around Jaden's neck without even rea

“The Elarion are ancient artifacts born of the forest’s will. They move, they resist, and they choose whom they allow near. Your task: bring back a living relic. The rarer, the better. Return empty-handed, or fail to return at all—and you forfeit your rank.” A hush fell. “And should you encounter the Mireling Crown—the forest’s rarest relic, known for its ability to manipulate shadow and time—you will earn not only high merit, but the Headmistress’s personal favor.” He paused. “But beware—it is sentient, elusive, and hostile.” Great. So a homicidal crown. With a wave of his hand, the sigils blazed—and the field rippled. The tall grass gave way to a dirt trail that led into the mouth of the f

After a few minutes of deep breathing, Rainer was finally able to relax. “Just how much more do we have to do. Haven’t I improved enough?” he asked in between large sips of water. “Well not enough to be a match for some of the bigger opponents in this, but good enough for the smaller guys. Just hope you don’t get paired up with a minotaur, that would suck.” “A Minotaur? Like the big monster with horns and anger issues?” Rainer asked nervously “They’re much worse than you hear. Tough skin, sharp claws, and somewhat smart.”

I can't believe I'm going to take another cold shower all because I'm resisting myself from f*cking little bunny. The monster is standing tall, refusing to fall down. It's so huge and hard like a rock. I slowly started moving my palm through it, stroking it gently. A soft moan escaped my lips as I rub the monster in a swift motion. At last, the white discharge flipped through the tiny opening at the top of the monster, I breathed heavily and threw my head backwards.

Startled by the sudden attack, Zen summoned his daggers and slashed wildly, but the mysterious monster only laughed and swam behind Zen, hugging him and restraining his limbs from moving. Without underwater breathing, Zen could feel himself slowly drowning. The monster's incredible strength and tough scales prevented Zen from causing enough damage. Lime could not be summoned underwater, and the gamer cussed. Even with Mandy’s Melody, he was helpless against sudden attacks. Beneath the lake, he heard laughter and singing voices. He eventually saw a group of them circling him deep under the lake. These monsters were almost as pretty as the regular Pixie Parasols. The only difference was how th