Monster Evolution Novels & Stories

Whatever came after this point would be worth it. "She is." Omar finally answered, meeting Lucas' hard stare. "But she doesn't know that. She just thinks we are attracted to each other." "Because omegas don't have destined mates?" Omar was surprised by that. Had Lucas and his team already figured it out? If they had, then perhaps they had some way of helping the women through their first shift. Werewolves were born with their wolven spirit and females could shift when pregnant. Shifting started at an early age when the bones were softer and could develop. Katie, Chloe, and the others had been deprived of those precious years so whatever was to come would be excruciating.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

asked one of the elves. “To where the other briefcases are. We need to unite and move to safety. I will defeat these monsters. So get ready!” said King Ruven Omanelis. With beautiful movements like dancing steps, King Ruven Omanelis ran up to the three monsters. The three demons roared fiercely. Then, they opened their mouths wide, revealing their sharp, drooling fangs. King Ruven Omanelis used the opportunity to insert magic plant seeds into the bodies of Manticore, Hell-Hound, and Behemoth.

But she doesn't have time to come and help him redeem himself because Zaralina quickly takes advantage of her momentary distraction to pounce on her and finally take control of the fight. Meanwhile Soliaire doesn't seem as startled as his demon that I managed to fight back, he actually smiles at me as if this is what he wanted. But I'm not smiling, I'm up in the air, glowing as powers take over my body. I'm practically lighting up the place with my eyes and the electric currents radiating off of me, no wonder Zaralina says I have too much light inside of me. "Finally she shows her true colors." He almost sounds proud of me. "Now let me show you mine." He unfurls his wings and I watch as he m

“This one is a demonic one…” “A demonic monster?” Claude and Darrion frowned in alarm. Jai looked at them curiously. “What’s a demonic monster?” Claude tried to explain. “There are six types of monsters in this world. The normal ones without elements like cats, dogs, the ordinary cows and sheep are considered as domestic monster. They only cause a small amount of damage compared to the others. The next one is elemental monster that is able to use element to its will, and sometimes, they also produce the elemental energy themselves. The third one is intelligent monster. This one usually understands human language and has a higher comprehension of life, meaning, it’s usually a lot more powerfu

Again. We moved together, a terrifying synchronicity. It wasn't the product of years of practice, it was the mate bond, raw and instinctual. I attacked high, forcing the monster to shield its head.. Eli attacked low, severing tendons and hampering movement. I pinned his arm, Eli drove the broken, jagged horn into the monster’s chest. The Dreadlord actually stumbled, his knees buckling. For the first time, pure, unadulterated shock crossed his scarred face. “Impossible!” he wheezed.

What a monster. ************

Trixie looked at Dradon as he took a step back. “Oh yes, I am real. I’m not just a story told in the bible as one of the creators first creations or a folklore to you half breeds.” The monster said as he stepped out of the darkness. He was almost the size of Dradon’s dragon form, he looked like a dragon too, but had two long horns that curled backwards, his teeth were sharp, and long like a human arm. “Ooohhh, shit we about to die ain’t it?” Trixie whispered to Dradon, as she looked at the monster that wanted her. “Yea, we might be.” Dradon whispered as they both took steps back.

In the soul, maybe. Pain crawls up my spine like fire ants. The drive back is a lengthy one. Every bone in my body aches from the fight. It’s practically a blinding pain as my tendons stretch in ways that they shouldn't. If I were a real werewolf, I’d shift. Heal. Be done with it. Instead, it lingers just like everything else.

Her body stiffened, and her eyes widened with shock. “Julie, what’s wrong?” Richard, the male nurse accompanying her, asked with concern. Julie didn’t respond. She ran closer, dropping to her knees beside Elizah’s body. With trembling hands, she removed the cloth covering the girl’s face. In an instant, Julie recoiled, her body trembling violently. “Elizah ....” she whispered in disbelief. “This can’t be.” When Julie tried to embrace her, Elizah screamed in terror. “Aaaah! Monster! Bastard!” she cried, shoving Julie away. Her body twisted wildly, her arms protecting herself as if fighting off a shadow only she could see.