Novel & Cerita Monster Human

Harold thought, carefully stepping and checking the surrounding area, afraid of wild animals. The purpose of Harold being sent by the mayor to this remote place was to investigate those wild animals because they reportedly always ran to this place to hide. ‘I don't even know if those creatures are real or not. They say they are humans who can turn into wolves. Isn't that just a myth? Jacob didn't even believe it when he was little—’ "AGH!!!" Harold turned towards his friend and saw his spot was empty. Why did that stupid aide leave? "Huh? Wait… This isn't a medicinal plant. This is…" And as Harold looked forward, the man immediately froze. His body became rigid as he saw a silver beast, more

Nicky had done far worse than just bite me. I looked up and coldly stared at her. "You people are really made for each other." "What's that supposed to mean?" she snapped. "You know what it means," I said, standing up to jab my finger in her shoulder. "You're a monster who beat up my wife so badly that she was critically wounded." Then, I whipped my shaking finger around to point at Nicky. "And as for you, you're a little monster who flushed my wife's ashes down the toilet!"

A bloodthirsty and disgusting monster of Hill Village. "You see Elena, that's the man you've been waiting for. Look at him, after returning from the Forbidden Forest, he was no longer human. Before my eyes was a bloodthirsty and fearsome monster. He's killing every person, one by one, of Hill." Pacular's voice wheezed in the dark making him all the more disgusting.

She slammed her palms against the heavy iron-banded doors of the Bastion and shoved them open. Inside the cavernous, dimly lit chamber, a chaotic struggle was unfolding. A hunting party of six Vanguard warriors had returned from a deep-root patrol, and they had not come back empty-handed. They were dragging a monster. It was a Savage Man, but it was smaller than the towering, eight-foot Alpha Mwajuma had crushed in the swamp. It stood barely over six feet tall, its grey, mottled skin slick with dark blood and the toxic slime of the lower canopy. Its musculature was warped and bulging, pulsing with the erratic, volatile energy of corrupted mana.

“And what if I… what if I can’t control it? What if I become the thing I’m hunting?” Mae smiled faintly, not cruel, just realistic. “That’s the risk. But what’s the alternative? Staying human, waiting, hiding… running forever? You survived once. You survived the worst. This… this is just the next step. And you won’t be alone. I’ll be with you. We’ll figure it out.”

She threw out waves of blue energy to hold the affected people in place, but immediately frowned when she felt their strength. They were much stronger than the abominations they had fought at the border. These ones were still in their human form, which made them faster and more deadly. The only difference they had from a normal human were their pitch-black eyes and the long metal claws that had grown out of their skin. They were the perfect soldiers that Lihont had made. They had no fear, no pain and no emotions. Zoran saw a group of monsters closing in on a family. He shifted into his huge obsidian primordial wolf and he lunged into the crowd, his teeth snapping wildly, as he easily ripped

He cut me off. "I didn't do anything wrong; I told you, I am not like other 'human' men you are familiar with; I am dangerous, and anyone who hurts what belongs to me has to pay. You can't change the man I am, so you better start getting used to it because this is nothing compared to things you would see soon; werewolves and humans don't function the same way, and I did not earn my title as the most feared Alpha in the world by letting things go; I am not soft; I am dangerous, and as my Luna, you should know that."

Her curly hair danced in the cold breeze as they reached a mysterious clearing. "Who are you?" Stuart queried, touching her shoulder. She turned her body towards him. In the velvety embrace of darkness, she emerged, a captivating enigma draped in shadows. Moonlight traced the contours of her mystery, casting a soft glow on elusive features. Ebony tendrils frame a face veiled in an air of intrigue, eyes gleaming like distant stars, windows to an enigmatic universe. Her silhouette danced with the unknown, a symphony of secrets whispered by the night. A delicate whisper of mystery enveloped her, a chiaroscuro masterpiece painted with whispers of the unseen. In the dark, she was an ethereal tape

My howls turned more agonizing as I went into a bad place. And then, miraculously, the wolf stopped as his entire body came crashing down on top of me. I yelped from the impact of a grown man’s full weight hitting my body. Once I recovered, I opened my eyes to see Alex holding an entire bloodied vertebral column with his claws, clearly ripped from the wolf’s body. I instantly pushed the dead man off me and sprinted away as Alex threw the vertebrae away and held off the other three wolves, one of whom looked like he wouldn’t get too far as a bloody puddle formed under him and he eventually turned human, dropping to the ground.

Vivian screamed in horror as she saw them, gleaming in the moonlight. Sandilo retracted his claws and was by her side in the next instant. “Are you alright, Vivian?” “No! can’t you see that I am terrified?” Vivian said in a shaking voice. Sandilo gathered in a bear hug and held her close. “I am sorry, Vivian…” He whispered as he rubbed his nose against her bare neck. When Vivian’s breathing came back to normal, Sandilo said, “I can’t understand why…” “What is so difficult to understand. Human beings don’t turn into monsters on Earth. So, it is a given that I would be scared.” Vivian said indignantly.