Monster Bios Novels & Stories

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

" He said, looking at Maria with an evil look. And Romeo, don't think you can out-smart me. I know everything about you and your deadly battle wolves so I brought mine. Well, James gave them to me. As soon as he said the words, four human monsters walked in. They were the most hideous creatures. They were as tall as giants but also looked like animals. One of them even has a tail. "Just to let you know that these guys are not complete humans. They were made in the laboratory with a combination of human and wild animal species. Less I forget. They also have giant species. You can tell by their height. So enjoy it." He said bursting into another pool of laughter.

“Could you… could you repeat that? My ears must be deceiving me. I thought you just said Harriet is your boss. The boss of… Beauty Blossom.” “Your ears are perfectly fine,” Simon said, his smirk widening. He seemed to be enjoying her shock immensely. “Though your taste in boba tea is questionable. Meet Harriet Anderson, the brilliant, reclusive, and terrifyingly young mastermind behind the brand. My big boss.” Lena’s eyes widened in shock. “Isn't the founder someone called Elysian?” She asked, making the corners of Harriet’s lip lift. Lena suddenly realized. I'm the whole history of Beauty blossom, no one had ever seen the founder. Did it mean Harriet was truly that person? But how? When?

"It doesn't distract. It fuels me. It makes the world clearer. We end this together, and then, we see what remains of the world." The enemies regrouped, their leader—a scarred veteran of a dozen campaigns—bellowing at his men. "The bond makes them monsters! Ignore your fear! Kill them both!" Aziel laughed, a sound devoid of mirth, echoing with the cold authority of a king. "Monsters? You have no idea what monsters truly look like." They charged again. The bond hummed with a mix of raw, animalistic fury and a haunting, quiet tenderness that defied the carnage. Aziel protected Lior’s blind spot; Lior neutralized threats before they could even threaten Aziel.

I want to run over to Sky, to get him away from whatever monster who's trying to harm him, or is it me they are after? But just before I can make it to my now unconscious boyfriend, the monster grabs me. I start to scream but stop when I realize who it is. "Why are you with him?" The monster growls angrily. I don't think I have ever seen James this mad before. He's practically fuming with anger but I don't care, not when Sky could be dying right now. "Let go of me!" I try to get out of his grasp but he's too strong. "No!"

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.

"Gabriel agreed to let you go, but on one condition. You'll have a nausea chip implanted. This chip will release random electrical pulses 24 hours a day, triggering vomiting at unpredictable times. If you can endure it for five years, Gabriel will let you off." My mother's eyes went wide with fury. "That damn kid! I'm his mother. How could he do this to me?" The doctor gave a quiet laugh. "You don't know? Gabriel already severed all legal ties with you. To him now, you're just an enemy." When my mother woke up from the anesthesia, aside from a slight soreness in her throat, she didn't feel anything unusual. She let out a few dismissive laughs. "It's just a chip. What's the big deal? You're a

I hate the look of my muscles all tense and stitched tight on my back. A lifetime of blows and bouncing back collects scars. I've had a lot of scalding showers, and bruises have become stretched and angry on me, causing pitted scars. There are no tears, but the groans come in multitude. As a monster, you learn never to accept pain. Pain only affects you if you let it. Black slacks. Black socks. Charcoal shoes are polished until they look like a crisp new apple skin. The shirt is deep forest green, which brings out the natural multiple hues of green in my eyes. Intentional. Gold flecks are juxtaposed in my iris.

I said, completely confused. “Voidhollows don’t attack continuously like that, unless they are drawn to you. Bloodline, power. You have that, I guess.” He told me. “I didn’t ask to be a monster magnet,” I muttered, rubbing my hands on my hoodie. Auren stepped closer, his presence was oddly comforting. Not like Lucian’s predatory one or Kael’s tensed one. Just calm and steady. “There is nothing bad about it. If you keep attracting them, it may be for a great cause. You just have to learn how to harness that power within you.”

Erebus's hoping one of the other Gods volunteers, but that idea is shot down by Poseidon saying it's your plan, so you go first. Erebus agrees but this isn't sitting well with him. **** Under the surface, millions of Phobos' attention is on the eight-foot and six-inch tall monster holding a huge battle axe and shield. The monster's body is covered with black armor, except for his eyes, mouth, and nose.