Novel & Cerita Monster Concepts

Nicholas I drive for a while. Something isn't right, but I can't put my finger on it. Cielo not seeming upset about Sly's death, I can understand. It's shitty, but I get it. Sly was not a warm, loving father. For outward appearances, he was exactly as he should be, of course, but behind closed doors, he was a fucking monster. If it was just towards me, maybe that would have made sense in some bizarre universe, in some backwards logic, but he also beat his acknowledged son. I saw that firsthand, and he was merciless when he did it, as merciless as when he beat me.

Monster Romance • Alpha/Omega • Forced Proximity • Dark Romance Isabel has spent her whole life running from Alphas and hiding who she really is. Ever since monsters revealed their existence and seized control of the world, being an omega has become a life sentence of slavery. And she refuses to accept that fate. So she pretends to be a beta. But when Isabel is chosen to work directly under Razor — the most powerful, dominant, and dangerous of all the monsters — she realizes her lie is about to fall apart. He watches too closely. He knows too much. And he seems determined to drag out the secret she's been guarding. When an accident puts her family in danger, Isabel discovers there'

I hated that she was right, and I was here in Sabbatical Valley because she was right, when she-wolf was always right. I didn’t really care if finally, I had to face those demon armies. My stomach felt funny when I first saw their kind a few miles out of the Liberty City’s Gate. They didn’t have full shape of head. It was like they had only half of the head with a face cut on their foreheads. Their heads were more like a bowl with an empty brain. Indeed, they didn’t have brain in their bowl-shaped heads. They were empty. That was the true definition of monsters. No brain, left alone hearts animated their doings. It was pure hunting and slaughtering, what they had been doing.

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

Its bones weren't normal either, they were pitch black in color. "Do you know anything about this creature? What is this thing called? Is it a special type of spirit beast?" Tsarayu continuously asked Terra with a confused look. "What is a Spirit beast? This creature is called a skeleton horned rabbit. It can easily kill unsuspecting individuals using its stealth, speed and sneak attack, but it is pretty weak against strong individuals. You can say that its defense is its weak point. This one here belongs to the species called monsters. You will find countless monsters here, some of which are really strong that even I pray that I don't cross their path." Terra said as he pointed towards the

“He was an aqrabuamelu. Apparently, it is a scorpion human hybrid that feeds on virgins and young women, “ “What are you doing so that explains why he wanted you so bad?” June said. “I guess by that logic, you are the only one on the whole basketball team who knows how to keep her legs closed,” “Did you really have to say it like that? “April G said to her. “Oh, come on. We are all thinking it. Maybe that is why they gave you such a hard time in the 1st place, Chan,” “Can we please just focus? “Madison asked. “Now that we can identify these monsters, we must figure out how they keep showing up and why they keep trying to kill us,”

“He was an aqrabuamelu. Apparently, it is a scorpion human hybrid that feeds on virgins and young women, “ “What are you doing so that explains why he wanted you so bad?” June said. “I guess by that logic, you are the only one on the whole basketball team who knows how to keep her legs closed,” “Did you really have to say it like that? “April G said to her. “Oh, come on. We are all thinking it. Maybe that is why they gave you such a hard time in the 1st place, Chan,” “Can we please just focus? “Madison asked. “Now that we can identify these monsters, we must figure out how they keep showing up and why they keep trying to kill us,”

“Do you believe that there may be monsters walking amongst us?” In the past, I told Miles everything except for the circumstances that led me down this path. I never opened up to him about the marks on my brother's body or my suspicions that monsters may actually exist and they stayed hidden from the rest of us in the underworld. “Monsters,” Miles repeats, frowning. “You mean like the ones in movies?” “Something like that,” I admit, wondering if I should just stay quiet. “I’ve never really thought about it.” He admits. “Personally, I think that humans are monsters. They’re monsters that can kill, steal, and destroy others without blinking an eye.”

Really pretty. "Danika," I reply, shaking her hand. Her skin is very cool. The thought creeps in before I can stop it. What if she's not human either? The classroom suddenly feels too small, too loud, and too bright. My pulse quickens. Ever since Kaziel came into my life, the lines between reality and impossible have blurred so much that I can't tell what's real anymore. It's like the supernatural cracked something open in my brain, and now, even when I'm surrounded by humans, I can't stop seeing monsters.

The way I usually do things. It was unconscious and uncontrollable. She was appetizing, which made my plan difficult. I didn’t think I was going to want her this much. I didn’t think I was going to feel a different emotion other than hate for the enemy. And want was the most dangerous thing a monster like me could feel for a her kind. —-Lydia’s POV—— He shouldn't be in my head. But he is. Like smoke clinging to the lungs, like old blood under fingernails, no matter how many times I try to wash my thoughts clean, he’s still there.