Monster Blood For Breakfast Novels & Stories

Then they heard the screams that made them leap, hurrying to the direction of the screams. He thought Vamoire is doing what he had expected, but he was wowed to see the monster. His eyes went searching for Maridelle. When he finally saw her afraid and threatened by the monster, Hodor ended its life in an instant. The monster’s body felt on the ground with a defeaning thud. “What had just happened?” Hodor asked. In sheer delight Vamoire approached him. “Its her blood’s doing. She feed that monsters and that happened.” She pointed the body. “ I cannot imagine what it could do further. I thinkn it is limitless.”

“Good. At least you understand the language now.” He leaned closer, so close that the ash from his cigarette nearly brushed Noa’s collarbone. His eyes didn’t blink, didn’t soften. They devoured. “Monsters don’t love, remember? We devour. And I told you last night ” He crushed the cigarette out on the nightstand without breaking eye contact, hiss sharp, “I’ll consume every piece of you until nothing is left but me.”

He shouted, "Joey Larson!" I froze, and my heart pounded. Could he... see me? But the next second, a cold smile tugged at his lips. He sent me a voice message, accompanied by a video. The footage showed Mom's grave, desecrated. Bones were scattered across the ground. "This is the price you pay for disobedience. Come out now unless you want others to suffer too. And come apologize to Zayla right now! Or I'll grind your mother's bones to ash and pour it into the toilet!" he threatened.

“Why is everything here tasting like shit???” “Jesus christ,” Victor muttered, his panic growing. “Seriously?” He handed me another bag. I stared between him and his outstretched arm. “Let me guess, angel blood?” I mocked. “AB- negative,” Victor muttered. “Basically vampire Ambrosia.” I contemplated for a second, before biting into the bag. I spat everything out. “Ohh come on!” Victor yelled, running a hand through his hair, his chest heaving. “There is no way on god’s damned earth that one tasted like shit too.”

The fine powder spread, clinging to the Titan Freak's grayish-green skin, mingling with the resonant Indomie aroma. The Titan Freak shuddered. Its glowing red eyes flickered wildly, then turned blue, then green. GROOOOAAAAARRRR! Its roar shifted, no longer angry, but sounding almost like... being full? ZF-BOSS, still recording, nearly short-circuited. Mmmph... Satiated Monster! Indomie, the Monster Conqueror! This is... this is... The Most Delicious Apocalypse! The Titan Freak suddenly collapsed to the floor with a loud THUD!

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

“Oh my god, Brook, what happened?” “Ran…” I breathed as she helped me into a sitting position. “Mike… Ryder… werewolves… monsters.” “What? What are you talking about? Brook, what happened to you? Where is this blood coming from?” “I… my head,” I said, still trying to catch my breath. My stomach had enough. Pulling from Mom, I leaned over on my hands and knees and threw up. My head throbbed and things were going blurry again. Suddenly, the world tilted and faded to black.

, but no words came out. The look of horror on his face remained unchanged. With an exasperated sigh, the girl twisted her neck around to look behind her. She screamed as a pair of rotting hands yanked her from the back of the truck. Vincent scrabbled backward across the metal truck bed, away from the gruesome monster that had grabbed his girlfriend. The thing’s face was a mass of sores and scabs, and its eyes bulged unnaturally out of an emaciated skull. One word formed in Vince’s brain as the creature’s teeth tore into the girl’s shoulder—zombie! Before he could process anything more, strong hands pulled him over the other side of the truck. An equally horrid face pressed close to his as s

Allena-- Next morning I woke up with the sound of my alarm, I sat on bed and turns off the alarm, did my exercise and martial arts practice! Ummm, ohh yeah! I know martial arts hehe, a hidden talent. Then take a quick shower, dressed up in my jeans and T-shirt, and rushed out towards the kitchen to make breakfast for that monster and his girlfriend huh. Yeah I give him a new name 'MONSTER'. I make a French toast, with crumbled eggs and bacon, and black coffee, milk coffee and juice, I don't know what they both prefer. I put all the dishes on the dining table, and soon they both joined.

I groan lowly as I open my eyes due to the brightness of the sun which was reflecting on my face . "good morning madam " the maid whom had open the window greeted and with out wasting time I speedily slam her on the wall "oh ummmmm " she wince but I cared not as I just sank my fangs at the side of her neck feeding from her . after drilling her dry I let go of her and her dead body slump on the floor . " wow it seems someone just had a well good morning food or should I say breakfast " Victor said smiling and I frown . he was leaning on the wall close to my little book shelf