Novel & Cerita Monster Demon

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

His eyes are entirely pitch black, and he doesn’t look the slightest bit bothered even as Vanya chokes and sputters, her shaking fingers desperately trying to push his boot off. “I don’t hit women, Vanya. But I fight monsters and crush them because I can. And you…you’re just another breed of monster. The kind that is destined to die by my hands.” She coughs up blood, struggling to breathe. Her eyes are bigger than I’ve ever seen them, bulging in their sockets. She looks…terrified. Slowly, he moves his feet off her throat, and she chokes. I watch as he crouches in front of her, staring at her with a blank look on his face.

A voice calls as I get off my bike. Checking my body for damage, I catch a glimpse of something slinking up from the side of one of the empty warehouses. It’s a female with heavy breasts. She’s covered in thick auburn fur, and she’s followed by werewolf pack members of all shapes and sizes. Her scent is a heavy cinnamon musk---alpha.

The second snake demon was also intensely furious. Evania was quite shocked and astonished seeing a third monster appearing right in front of her eyes. This third monster was blue all over his body. He got two long pointed horns, two dark red eyes, and his two sharp canine teeth. But, not knowing why, seeing this third monster, Evania wasn’t as shocked and frightened as seeing the first and the second monsters. Evania could simply sound out her monolog underneath the quagmire of her thought, feeling as well as perception.

“You can’t be a hunter if you don’t investigate.” “Oh, okay,” said Damon, embarrassed. Cael came back to Damon and Kyra. “What happened? Did they see anything?” Kyra asked. “They find a creature that is their campsite, and it attacks them. The campers said it’s a giant Komodo dragon.“ said Cael. Kyra looked at Damon. “You already have a weapon, don’t you?” Kyra asked. “Weapon? I got the ability.” Damon said. “If your ability fails, your weapon will keep you alive,” Kyra said. “Always remember that.”

To fight a monster, one must become a monster to defeat one. Damon was the definition of a monster. He was a centuries-old demon slayer who kept his seat at the top of the pecking order. Clenching her fists, fear gnawed inside Maleficent’s heart. The squirming goblin in front of her seat was rattling with fear after feeling the heated gaze of the Glutton heir. Placing her chin atop her palm, for the first time, Cent did not bother to listen to what the goblin professor was talking about. It was her last subject for her first day of class, and so far, a hell of a lot of things have happened. But, at least, she was able to learn the pecking order within the dragon-scaled walls of Transylvania

He bumped heavily into Benjamin who was just starting to get himself again. “Zamora divine god help us, what the hell is wrong with Ser Godfrey this is obviously not a ravage monster, i suspect it could be a legendary monster with such strength.” Mica added, her face down with the outcome of the fight. “Mica, I need you to distract the monster, I have an idea.” “Over here!” She said, her voice echoing through the colosseum, the monster's interest got back to her as she ran avoiding its shooting webs. Mica couldn’t keep up for long as the monster was getting closer each passing second.

Behind him is a wagon drove by the manticores, a demon creature with a lion body and a bird claws, a scorpion’s tail and wears a face of a mortal with a row of sharp fangs. “Bonum vesperam, this is the child.” A green daemon has appeared in front of the door holding a girl shivering in fear. It was Aria, the mortal. The Dybbuk look at her keenly from head to toe and when he felt satisfied, he tossed a bag of golds to the green daemon.

The flames engulfed the monster and the undead screamed and plummeted toward the ground below. The second monster reached for the child, fingernails long and curved like the huge talons on a harpy eagle. The little girl screamed and screamed, the sound grating on Damonq as she threw herself to the opposite side of the blue dragon, away from the monster. Her hand slipped, and she shrieked again as she dropped into space. Damonq caught her in his arms. Instantly she began to fight.

-Please, sir, I didn't know they would be there, the stranger pleads. Just as I expect Damon to say something, he shoots the man in the leg. A sound that seems to come from hell escapes his mouth in the form of a laugh. The stranger's groans barely audible, drowned out by Damon's hysterical laughter. I want to intervene, but I feel incapable of making a move. All the rumors were true; Damon Black is a monster, and I need to get away from him. -Miss, what are you doing here?