Monster Blood For Breakfast Novels & Stories

"This was a birthday present Hans gave me last year." I gripped the gunwale tightly, my nails digging into my palms. This also happened in my past life; she deliberately emphasized Hans's special treatment to her in front of everyone, while I could only force a smile like a fool. I heard my own calm voice. "How is that possible? It's just a bag; it's worth it." Winnie's expression stiffened. Just then, the barbed wire snapped with a piercing sound. "Roar!" The first zombie broke through the defenses, its rotting fingers grabbing the edge of the deck as it climbed up!

Mike tried to say. "Don't you get it? I don't deserve to be helped, I'm a monster." he said amidst tears, he can't stop himself from crying. He just couldn't, he had hurt that innocent girl. He doesn't deserve to live, "I'm a monster," he kept saying repeatedly, Maria couldn't stop herself from breaking down. She can't bear to see her son like this, It was breaking her heart. Chris kept screaming and shouting at them "Mr Williams I need your help, I need you to hold him for me while I sedate him" Mike said.

Immediately, Elder Pete's body goes limp in Seth's grasp before he lets his lifeless body drop to the floor with a hard thud. The other elder stares terrified, trembling slightly when he turns to them with the same murderous smirk, as if killing one isn't enough to satisfy his thirst. Seth tsks in annoyance as he stares at the blood on his glove hands, the smell of it punctures through his nostrils, stirring his already nagging wolf with the scent his pre-rut already leaking out; he fights the urge to inhale. What's so bad about being a monster? He was born one.

While we sat down, the maids served me a plate of lobster eggs benedict, some fresh croissants and hash browns. As for Betty and Raven, the maids served them a glass of blood. Observing the maids, I could tell they were all vampires. Were they blood-born vampires, or did she perhaps turn them into her kind? "Are you uncomfortable dining with us?" Betty asked, breaking into my thoughts. Raven's eyes gazed at me. My eyes darted between them before I shook my head with a small smile. "Raven is my boyfriend... so I'm not uncomfortable with you both drinking blood," I muttered and a proud smile formed on Raven's lips.

I let my eyes move across the table, watching their silent reactions. “But it’s the vampires that disturb me more,” I continued, voice soft but clear. “The killer used a forbidden method, death by full blood drainage. No tears, no marks of force. Just… empty. And the way the blood was drained wasn’t just to kill, it looked ceremonial. Intentional. As if someone is trying to ascend… or become something, someone, supernatural.” I stopped there, keeping the rest of my findings close to my chest. I didn’t trust them enough to give more. The room had fallen dead silent.

“She is mine!” Frank doesn’t allow the vampire to utter a word or notice his decaying form. Instead, Frank pounds his fists into him relentlessly. Frank lifts Armond by his throat. With a growl that sounded more like a roar, Frank ripped Armond apart. Blood sprayed everywhere. He dropped the body to the ground. Frank looked at me before he kneeled in front of me. He held up his hands, unsure of where to touch me. His voice quivers. “Are you hurt? Did he…?” Then he notices the bite mark. I nod. Frank takes me into his arms. “Sugar, sugar, it will be okay.”

I was stunned by her extreme level of idiocy, but gritting my jaws, I tried hard to keep my calm, “Ox-blood soup…is something completely different from raw ox-blood, you understand this much, right Ma’am?” “Who cares if you have it raw or cooked?” But sounding quite proud of her actions, she continued scowling at me which had started to badly tick off my nerves. “Besides, why would I bother to cook a meal for a human? You should be grateful already that I went out of my way to bring you fresh ox-blood—” “BECAUSE HUMANS CAN’T HAVE RAW BLOOD OR MEAT LIKE YOU DAMN MONSTERS! HOW CAN YOU BE SUCH A LITTLE RETARD FOR NOT UNDERSTANDING THIS SIMPLE THING!?”

One of the monsters had landed a lucky blow, its claws raking across my ribs. Alpha Luther saw my stumble and immediately sprang into action. He positioned himself between me and the monsters, his massive frame shielding me from harm. But as he did, one of the monsters saw its chance. It lunged forward, its jaws wide open as it targeted Luther's exposed throat. The monster's jaws closed around Alpha Luther's throat, and I felt a surge of adrenaline-fueled rage. But as I watched in horror, I saw that the monster's teeth were coated in a dark, tar-like substance. The blood that flowed from Luther's wound was a deep, almost black shade of red, and I knew that the monster's venom was at work.

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.

Wise took out the book which was the one I got after getting my Neosmith class. “As per this book, yes, Master, a monster can consume multiples of this, however, they cannot consume more than 10 times at one time, otherwise they will overdose." Naturally, a smile appeared on my face. The answer to my question about what else I could sell besides monster cores is right here. “My apologies, I forgot to mention one, I meant 10 fruits of one kind, so 10 fruits every day means the army can consume strength, mana and agility foods for a total of 30 fruits each day."