Monster Girl Comics Novels & Stories

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

Pappi huffed and frowned slightly. “Alpha, would you please tell us what news your scouts have brought you?” she said turning her head to Hina. “The story is that there is a young woman, and she is claiming to be the Triple Goddess. In the midst of a hunter attack on her pack, she used some kind of telekinesis power to kill a large number of hunters. Apparently, there are witnesses from other packs. The stories of the new chosen daughter are spreading around the world like wildfire” Hina answered. She seems to believe what she is saying, she said it with such conviction. Could it really be my baby? My heart raced as a flicker of hope shot through me.

"He's a troubled man-unpredictable, they say. Every day I beg the Goddess why she mated me to him. What did I do to deserve this? She never answers, and despite what he promises, he never stops. And I put up with it for a long time because I love him, but with the pregnancy, I can't risk it. So I've been thinking, and I think I have a solution." "What is it?" She glances down. "I heard about that woman who killed her mate here." Bile rises in my stomach and I'm sure that I'm going to be sick. "Aurora-" Her eyes gloss over and redden, but she doesn't let the tears slip away from her. "I know it's sick. I-I keep hearing him say these things; how we act like humans trapped in monster bodies, wh

Jay hissed. “There’s not a thing in this world that I actually care about.” Monster appeared indifferent. “Is that so? What about your daughter?” Jay sat up straight. His profound pupils were locked onto Monster’s eyes. Monster’s smile froze slightly. “I don’t have a daughter.” He suddenly roared like thunder. Jay curled his lips. “Why are you getting stirred up?” He crossed his legs again, calmly admiring Monster’s current ugly state. Monster realized that he had lost his temper and forced himself to calm down. However, he could not help but ask, “Is Lil Thirteen dead or alive?”

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.

“ Since, you like making me villain so much then I can show you what a villain is.” As she said she snapped her fingers again, this time Moira turned upside down, her mouth still frothing. “ I can burn you, drown you and if I want I can choke the life out of you.” She slowly turned around and then crouched down to look Moira in the eye and chuckled when she saw the fear in her eyes of the latter. “ You like calling me a monster right? Then I will let you on one thing…” she leaned in closer and hissed softly. “ I am a monster.”

Mateo dived and blocked me. "Kill me! Kill your only child! It's a pity I never recognized it in time. You are the monster who took the child of the one that I loved. He let out a loud groan, and some people ran away in fear of the monster, while most people remained to watch how this monster would be destroyed. She was about to dive away from her son to me when we both raised our right palms up together, and she fell down. Everyone began to come close, but her body turned into an old woman, just like I was told in my dream.

I responded. "I hate that beast, Victoria, and now I could say werewolf exists because I saw him transformed into a wolf before he attacked me, and I hated his existence; that person who killed Oliver was a monster." She said, and I could feel goosebumps cover my skin, and I wanted to tell my best friend werewolves only existed in movies and books, and they are not real. "A werewolf?" I asked, unable to control my voice and worry about my best friend.

Raoul noticed it and asked her what was wrong, but she simply ignored him. Mom wouldn't stop crying in my arms. She held my face in her hands and caressed me gently, looking like she'd just made a decision on her own. "Don't worry, Alvin. I'll make sure to get justice for you. I won't let any of the villains get away with this!" "They didn't do anything terrible to you, did they, Mom?" "They did. I nearly died in their hands. Luckily, Cedric arrived just in time with the others and saved me from certain death.

They were shaking violently, but I could still feel the hum of that strange, massive power vibrating beneath my skin. Where did that strength come from? I thought, my heart hammering against my ribs. I don't even have my wolf yet. How did I just overpower an Alpha? "Oh, Moon Goddess," I whispered, staring at the blood. “Jake? Are you okay?” “I’m not fucking okay! You just threw me on a table and now I’m fucking dying!” He groaned in pain. “I’m sure it’s not a big… problem. You can heal right?” “Arrrgghhhhh!” He groaned in pain, his face pale as he clutched his bleeding stomach, unable to move without screaming.