Monster House End Novels & Stories

The monster let out a loud growl and launched itself in my direction, its jaws wide open. I closed my eyes, quietly accepting my fate. "So… This is how it ends."

I am not entirely sure if these Academy myths truly worked or were simply myths at all. Eventually the Barbarian’s numbers lessened, I could already see some staggering away and running back through the breach in the wall. We all cheered as the last one ran off into the breach and began to breathe easily; some even began ransacking a food crate that was sitting nearby. But like every jolt of happiness in this world, this one was short lived.

However, I left two as souvenirs and as ones that my monster would have his fun with. When I am finally done and stopped, returned to where I was, each Hunter's head was dropping with a thud on the ground. My monster watch with such grin on his face. I sneer again, my eyes shifting to Sebastian. I release the remaining two Hunters from my mental grip and they both stood to their feet, heading into the forest, far away, scared out of their mind from the horror they had seen.

It seemed empty since we couldn't see anything in it from a distance because everyone had walked away from it before. We all held hands and walked towards it to check what was inside. But before we could go near, the box fell to the ground and a small rat ran from it. "This can't be happening. No! No! No! "My mom shouted the moment she saw a rat "What are you saying mother?"I asked. "It's him."she replied, she looked terrified and anyone could sense she knew something about the rat. "What are you saying Jess?" Mr Smith asked when he noticed she looked bothered.

Six Months Ago (Part 2.2) GILDEON The stench of death faded, replaced by the sharp smell of burning electricity. Ghulik squirmed against Gildeon's back, his tiny voice trembling. “What is Master doing? Master is going to Mad End's Wall. Master is already maaad!” The goblin jumped off, but Gildeon didn’t bother looking back to see where he scampered off. With a firm grip on the reins, he slowed the horse, needing a clear view of the chaos ahead.

"No, but you purposely didn't open the door and called him a control-freak, possessive bastard. And all these happened with forty-eight hours?" "Yes. Now, if you are done with your fun, can you please change the topic?" She grinned like a satisfied tabby cat and shook her head. "Oh, no, no, no. I am just getting started here. Monkeys can't even make and break and relationship that fast, let alone have sex in between." "Marco is the last thing I want to talk about right now." I scowled. It was bad enough I fought with him that I have agonizingly remembered everything about him now.

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.

Noa’s hands shook as he shoved extra magazines into his jacket, his mind moving too fast, too sharp, like his body couldn’t keep up with the wildfire now roaring through his veins. His mother had switched sides, or maybe she’d never left Dominik’s side to begin with. It didn’t matter now. What mattered was the message, the location burned into his screen like a brand. The old Moretti estate. Home. The place where the first lies were buried. The place where monsters were made.

“Did they fail?” “Thorne’s empty-handed?!” But Kael didn’t explain. He just dropped to one knee as the magic circles activated again, sealing our time. Then darkness swallowed me. The last thing I saw was Kael’s jaw tight with something I couldn’t name. Not rage. Not regret. Something… in between.

Lydia’s POV Rina stayed for an extra week at the Alpha’s castle, and it had to be one of the best weeks of my life. We laughed until our stomachs hurt, explored the halls and hidden corners I remembered from Kaela’s orientation, and ate like royalty. For someone fully human, this place was a surreal blend of nightmare and fantasy. She called it “Beauty and the Beast meets Dracula’s mansion”, and she wasn’t far off.