Monster Factory Novels & Stories

A modern day kingdom in the country of Sargas has crowned its young queen after the sudden demise of her uncle, who died in his sleep unexpectedly. The new queen of only 19 years doesn't know much about politics and how to rule the land because she was her uncle's ward and the crown prince died in a fire at the factory 3 months ago. A kingdom where magic is banned and considered demonic, Atarah hides her power, desperately trying not to get dethroned. Looped in a contract marriage with her enemy, the prince of Antares, Dragomir. Atarah searches for revenge and love in between the chaos which is surfacing in her kingdom.

WOKE UP SERIES: BOOK II I’ve been wishing to see the world end… but why do I felt this way now I see it for myself? Running as if my life depends on it, every alley and corner I turned into, I tried my best not to slip and get caught. Hah, it seems like I would pass out due to exhaustion any time soon! Never once in my life did I run away like this! Damn it! With this fat body of mine, surely there is no hope! How can a shut in person like me can even do running in laps. I thought that I was strong a while ago but it seems like I was just over reacting. Dang 'No no no noooo they will catch up on me shit!' Why did I even come in this situation in the first place!? What hell!! . . . [Day 1 Quest: Would you like to see it?]

SHIFT! I hear Will's voice clear as day in my head.  SHIFT! SHIFT! SHIFT!  It develops its own rhythm, playing in a loop, like a chant giving me incentive.  I get lost in the feeling of disarray, I endure the splitting of cells, the realigning of bones, the discarding of the outer layers of my frame.  In the blink of an eye, it's over.  I've transformed.  Three years ago, on her 18th birthday, Sincere Rose discovered she is not an ordinary girl. She has an ability, a very special ability, that is worth killing her for.  Being on the run from people who plan to murder her, and authorities who want to imprison her, she is forced to do the unimaginable to live.  Amid these struggles she meets Will, who tells her she is a being that hasn't existed in hundreds of years.  She is thrown into a world of war and magic, where she is known not by her birth name, but her ability  THE SHIFTER

"Mr. Warden, what's that fun-looking toy you've hidden away in your pants? Pull it out and let us take a look!" When I'm in the middle of making my rounds around the factory's female dormitory, a few young women try to reach for my crotch. Anger floods my senses immediately. At the same time, my body goes rigid from shock. Not only are the women not afraid of me, but they are also eager to witness the physical change of my body. In fact, they want me to pull my manhood out of the zipper just to show them my actual size. In that case, don't blame me for being so straightforward.

Amber Johnson was once a famous survivalist one day While filming a survival tv show. Her coworker pushed her out of the helicopter. Amber made a deal with a goddess to be reincarnated as the panther clan Wife on her way to Hell. Amber Meet Ondo, He is the Last Descendant of the panther clan. Together they have to survive in a world called Ako. Ako is a cruel and unforgiving place with the panther clan is on the verge of extinction. She is the last hope to preserve their bloodline. Together they will have to Survives, Harsh winters, Unforgiving Forset, and enemy clan. The whole world is against them; they only have one another to lean on. Will they be able to survive?709

Three years of marriage, and I'd become known in our social circle as the ultimate doormat. My husband staying out all night, his silent treatment, bringing his first love home to flaunt in my face—through it all, I'd smile and make him hangover soup, keeping the house spotless. Everyone thought I loved him to the point of madness. Even he believed it. Until the day of the divorce, when he begged me with tears in his eyes not to leave—and then watched "me" collapse rigid to the floor after a power outage, revealing a charging port on the back of my neck. He lost his mind. Meanwhile, the real me was lying on a beach in the Maldives, running my fingers through the hair of a gorgeous twenty-something with a six-pack, cheerfully pressing the "factory reset" button.

“My Lord will be with you shortly. Good luck,” she says before turning to leave. I could swear there was a hint of excitement in her voice. Well, why wouldn’t she be excited? She wasn’t the one about to give her virginity to a man who had barely said three words to her since meeting. **** After losing her father at the age of 11, Thelma is told that her father died in a factory accident. When she turns 21. weird things start happening around her and to her. Something is after her life...she has no idea what it is or why. The only person who can protect her is the Hybrid Alpha, Kyle Logan, rumored to be just as crazy as he is sexy...however, he has his own motivations to assist her. He needs her as much as she needs him. Can they come together to help each other despite their differences since it is after all a matter of life or death...and perhaps love.

When the factory director’s son dragged my drunk fiancee into the supply warehouse, I pretended as if I did not see them. I just turned around and walked away. In the past, I had ruined my own future by rushing in and beating the factory director’s son up. I was even framed for stealing the supplies from the warehouse. When the warehouse keeper came over with the police officers, my fiancee deliberately ripped her own clothes. She cried and said that she came with the director to stop me from committing the crime, but I beat her up and even defiled her. Everyone despised me, and I became a criminal. My fiancee’s parents could not bear the rumors, and they forced me to marry her. But that marriage was only the start of a hellish life. She lived like a queen at home, yet she told everyone I was starving her. When she got pregnant, she deliberately pushed her belly against the corner of the table. Then, she stood in the courtyard and cried. She claimed I had abused her, and I wanted to kill my own baby. My parents felt bad for me, so they borrowed money from everyone they knew to get her a job. But when she landed on the job, she framed my father for stealing the steel from the factory. Half a year after my father was imprisoned, he passed away in jail due to an illness. My mother could not bear the stress and fell severely ill. She also passed away soon after. When I was pinned under the collapsed brick wall at the construction site, she did not call for help. Instead, she picked up a brick and smashed it into my head. “If you were not so nosy, Jeremy and I’d have been together already. We wouldn’t have wasted so much time!” My head bled, and I was buried beneath a pile of rubble. When I opened my eyes again, I was at the entrance of the supply warehouse. From inside, I heard my fiancee’s soft, teasing murmurs.

“I want to please you, Angioletto. Teach me how to please you.” I whisper. He steps forward and crouches down, his hand cradling my face. “Be careful what you wish for, Munchkin, girls like you shouldn’t concern yourselves with pleasing insatiable men like me.” She’s his breath of fresh air. He’s the reason he lives. Angiolettto’s mission was clear. Go to Dumont Augustin’s province, and wipe out his entire generation. But Angioletto failed. He failed because a beautiful five foot two, brown eyed girl crossed his path and brought him alive in a way he’s unable to explain. He’s a monster, her monster, the monster whose heart is captured by a nineteen year old girl. And for Oceane, he’s her monster, a monster who saved her life, a monster whom she takes a risk with and gives her heart to.

My boyfriend tells me he's a monster in a game, but I think he's lying. What monster would have washboard abs and defined obliques? And what monster would keep asking me for hugs and kisses? Everything changes when I end up in a survival game one day. I'm stuck in a dark, cold ocean when the main boss of the game, a scary tentacled monster, entangles me in its grasp. When it speaks, the voice is gentle and familiar. "Kiss me, Ara."