Monster And Human Novels & Stories

I asked picking the unusual word in his sentence. “Yes, Humans.” He answered. “Yeah, I heard that.. but what are humans?” I asked frustratedly. I’ve never heard of the word before. Are they also some kind of monsters too? I glanced around and saw that I wasn't the only one looking at Dolphus curiously. Even Eira too was looking at him curiously. I guess the rumors she heard weren't detailed as she thought. “They are not monsters like vampires. They don't have any supernatural abilities except that they don't shift like us and they also aren't blood sucking like the monsters.”

She threw out waves of blue energy to hold the affected people in place, but immediately frowned when she felt their strength. They were much stronger than the abominations they had fought at the border. These ones were still in their human form, which made them faster and more deadly. The only difference they had from a normal human were their pitch-black eyes and the long metal claws that had grown out of their skin. They were the perfect soldiers that Lihont had made. They had no fear, no pain and no emotions. Zoran saw a group of monsters closing in on a family. He shifted into his huge obsidian primordial wolf and he lunged into the crowd, his teeth snapping wildly, as he easily ripped

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?"

She let out a weak gasp, her body jolting from the impact. “You don’t get to make demands.” I growled, “That thing tried to rip me apart so I want answers. What is that thing and how is Victor creating monsters like these?” My mind went back to the first giant like creature I fought. The girl whimpered, her wide, eerie eyes darting between me and the twitching corpse of the beast. For a second, I thought she’d keep struggling. Then, finally, she cracked, “H-Humans,” The croaked, “It was… a human. Or at least it used to be.”

What a monster. ************

Or aim jet planes at tall towers and kill thousands. These real-life monsters are human, yet Other. And that’s the essence of the monster-plus-man tales we’re seeing today—stories about those who are human, yet Other. Some of the heroes of these stories are fighting the monsters. Some of them are fighting the monsters inside them. All, even the funny ones, explore the conjunction of monster and human. They make use of the archetype Christopher Vogler calls the Shadow.

"I've heard from someone that monsters are closer to primordial source of life than humans" "That is true. Humans were given cores as a medium to make our own essence or use those around us. Creatures like monsters, on the other hand, don't need cores. They can freely take and make essence without a core and therefore more fearsome. This is because monsters were the first creature made followed by the other ones. They were designed to interact with the essence around them. They readily use it or eat it and can even guard it in some instances." "Why weren't humans the same?"

When my fingers are close enough, I brush them down her cheek. "So young. So naive. My dear little mouse, they talked about how big of a monster I am. They made it sound as if all werewolves are just as horrid. The humans are afraid...and what do humans do when they are afraid? They kill, my sweet pet. They kill. Even though we have been living side by side for thousands of years...that won't matter because they are scared," I say softly, and my little mouse actually blushes due to my touch.

There's no fear in him, and it's like provoking her more. Her breath becomes heavier, and soon enough, a shill holder dominates the whole realm. All village, all kingdoms, heard her cry of agony. Audra looks at Donovan once again, before they all disappear in a heavy mist of ice and fire. "In this realm, we are the so-called monsters. But now, I pity you, for the real one has just been awakened."

Stefan moves closer to me. "You and I know that, if someone should tell you, that I am only a human with a wolf, you will never believe it, talk more of the fact that, I possess a strange character, that no human will possess." "Are you a monster?" I don't know the reason I call him a monster but the truth is, I wish he was not a monster, I can't imagine myself living with a monster or something worse than a monster. "Sorry, I know you have no idea."