Monster Hunter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

His senses amplify, making his red eyes gleam in the dungeon's pitch blackness. With a speed even his kind would consider supernatural, the little hybrid fights for survival. His body trembles with rage as his claws swipe wildly, tearing through fur and flesh. The monster rats, sensing that the hunter has now become the prey, squeak and try to scurry away, but he's relentless. Driven by hunger and desperation, he kills and kills and kills until there's only one left in his grasp. "Let go!..." A voice suddenly booms out of nowhere as he sinks his fangs into it. Its echo reverberates all around him, making him shiver with fear.

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

“You wanted me. I’m here. Leave him out of this.” “Can’t do that,” the Shadow Boss hummed, circling them slowly like a wolf deciding where to bite first. “Dominik told me all about your pretty little angel. About the way you look at him. About the way you’d burn the world for him.” His smile deepened, sharp and amused. “I like when monsters fall in love. It makes them stupid.” Alessio’s grip on his gun twitched, the tremble barely visible. “Say what you want. Just don’t touch him.”

That certifies it his perfect murdering means abd method. No escape route for him. His lips hangs agape. His blinking eyes hastily eye scan me. They scan my half beastial, half human scary appearance. Well he shouldn't be all surprised abd shocked. He made me so. His dumb claws venom forced I become this unexplainable monster. Good thing this monster is his end. Oh yeah. I did survive my fall. It really was a close call. I stare at his open chest again. I smile. My sharpened claws dig further deeply into them.

"My beloved, I know that you are the only one strong enough to fight him, but I beg, please let one of the boys take him." "Sebastian, I am not going to lie in a hole. He is my friend; he has lied to me for all these years. I can now see why he was so desperate for me to stay with him." "The man is selfish, and if anything, he is the monster around here." And then so it starts... There is one loud thud as the Hunter comes crashing down at our feet. He throws his head back and growls like an animal. "Leave us alone! We are not hurting anybody."

When he swung the sword it cut Hunter, Leonid's wolf, Hunter dived at him but he dodged and Hunter fell face down. Stefan pounced on him and threw punches at him, Hunter was badly hurt, even as he buried his fangs in Stefan's shoulder, he was like a monster, that felt nothing, I noticed he was no longer able to control his wolf, I could see his wolf struggling to come out, his fangs are now elongated, if Stefan shifted that will be the end of Leonid, I don't want that, he is my mate, even if I love this monster.

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!"

“I’m not a good person, Kira, i am a fucking monster.” “You think I haven’t known monsters? I was kidnapped when I was sixteen. My fiancé cheated on me. My sister betrayed me. My father doesn’t give a damn if I’m alive or dead. So don’t talk to me about monsters. I’ve lived with them. I’ve survived them. And you. Adrian…you’re not one of them.” I stepped closer. “You might think you are,” I said, my voice low. “And I guess that makes you my monster. And contrary to what you might think… I care about you. No—I think I love you. I think I love you so much it hurts.”

“Why did you come here?” “Don’t know,” I repeated. “You’re looking for brown ones,” said the man who threw the rock at me earlier. “Why?” the other man asked, his silver eyes are trying to intimidate me. What do these monsters think of me? “Am I?” I replied. The one with silver eyes whispered something to the man with blue eyes and he nodded before leaving the cell. Leaving me and this silver-eyed monster along. He slowly walks until he reached the tip of my right foot.

Then I would come back later and find the monster asleep, its head tucked beneath its wing, its neck twisted around and its back feathers raised. It looked so comfortable. "What?" I grunted, finally stopping beneath the tree. "Do you know what I just did?" I yelled at the monster. Slowly, it ruffled its feathers and tilted its head, its long beak pointing toward me. "I just got my revenge, but I'm only getting started," I hissed. The monster continued staring at me. "And one day, I'll kill you too." My voice shook. "Because you fucking killed my daughter. And then my husband."