Monster Breeding Novelas e Histórias

First room was the one that he brought me in a while ago, and the second one is this room where I am in. The monster department sent a total of 13 Malemyn which has 3 black stages, 4 red stages and 6 yellow stages Malemyn. I heard from Jevro that the flying monster called Sikriya. It is a monster with bird body but has snake head. It doesn't have unique power but it has venom and can fly with a high speed.

“With our powers, we can hunt monsters of the Yuraeceon Xaelm Rankʼs First Tribulation at most. We canʼt possibly handle monsters of higher cultivation ranks.” Thora explained, “Reared monsters are different from the wild ones. You have to kill wild monsters to acquire their Genesis Cores. However, reared monsters have seals embedded in their bodies.” She continued, “Once the owner activates the seal, those monsters die and leave behind the Genesis Cores. At the same time, the other body parts of the monsters break down and return to this realm before being used to produce new monsters.” Quattro felt much relieved after listening to Thoraʼs explanation.

“That it was. Your parents died here in Primogentius. They worked a lot with the beasts of our world, helping to bread, raise and care for them. It was a bad day when we lost them, the whole city went into morning.” “But how did they actually die?” I asked, hoping I was ready to hear the answer. “Your parents, along with a few other likeminded individuals were working on cross breading species. It’s not a new concept, animals cross bread all the time but it’s not something we had ever actively forced previously. They were working with a dragon and a Kumat. Dragons are one of the strongest beasts in our world, their scales are almost impenetrable, their eyesight is second to none and of cours

Chase admitted turning in his seat a bit to look at us at the back. "Must be a mixed breed."Howard answered. "You mean Alumni?" Casablanca corrected. It was the second time I heard that word mentioned in two days. The honshu and I didn't like it. "No. Half breed. The panthers mate with other species. Their mates can be anything from human to dragon. So their kids resemble both genes in a shift. It's not common or a flaw but merely a coincidence." "Didn't know you were so knowledgeable." Kellan mused from the front as Cole shook his head smiling.

she asked, not wanting to believe it was possible, but she didn’t see any alternative either, what with the dragon being gone and having not taken off from the mountain behind him. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” he said, folding his arms across his muscular chest again. “I’m Slate Everclaw. I come from a long line of shifter dragons. We used to occupy the land where your kingdom and the other eleven are now located, before we were robbed of our most precious treasure, one that allowed my people to withstand the human threats that were slowly encroaching on our lands. Without the gem, my kind cannot transform without the moon in the sky. So… we were forced to take to the mountains. We

Nicky had done far worse than just bite me. I looked up and coldly stared at her. "You people are really made for each other." "What's that supposed to mean?" she snapped. "You know what it means," I said, standing up to jab my finger in her shoulder. "You're a monster who beat up my wife so badly that she was critically wounded." Then, I whipped my shaking finger around to point at Nicky. "And as for you, you're a little monster who flushed my wife's ashes down the toilet!"

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

"I think you’re mad." A hint of pain flashed across Monster's eyes. “Yes, I'm mad. I was supposed to have a blissful childhood, but your grandfather took my mother away. My father passed away because he was too angry, and as a result, I turned into an orphan overnight. You’re telling me that I shouldn’t bear hatred or go mad?” Monster was blinded by hatred. At this very moment, all he wanted to do was destroy Jenson and Baby Robbie. "Die!" His fists approached them like a gust of wind.

I inhaled deeply as I lowered my body into the bed, breathing in the fabric of the pillows as I laid my head against them. He pulled me against him, wrapping his arms tightly around me, and whispered, “It’s going to be okay. It will work out. We’re mates.” “But why does being mates mean anything?” I asked, staring into his eyes, not understanding how he could feel so confident about the situation. “Because Artemis blessed our match. Every werewolf gets one mate—you’re mine and I’m yours. She’s our goddess and all knowing. If she believes in us, then we should believe in us too.”

Bella warns. “What’s a Kaiju?” Ember asks. “Giant monsters.” Casey responds. Ember makes an O shape with her mouth. “I’ve already dealt with one. It was in the prison of the damned.” I say. “It’s dead now.” “Well then.” Casey says. “Giant monsters shouldn’t be a problem then. You must have killed Gojira, the King of the Monsters. However, there is a three headed dragon that guards that temple. It’s called Onaga.”