Monster Hunter Frenzy Novels & Stories

I was planning on doing this alone, without no one disturbing my little playtime. Yelling orders, I stroll into the forest until I get surrounded by darkness. Closing my eyes, I heighten my senses. Sensing them, I hunt each prisoner. Eyes pitch black as night and moving inhumanly fast, I catch my first two, killing them on the spot. I love hunting humans. It excited my monster and me. Eager to tear them into pieces, I continue enjoying my game.

You trained to block and parry and dodge, yes, but you didn't think about it, didn't focus on long dancing combinations. You swung. You screamed a lot. You killed as fast as you could and didn't think about anything but the feel of flesh giving way under your hands. And if you were even a hairbreadth too slow, if today just wasn't your day, you were never, ever going to stand up again. I gritted my teeth and prayed today wasn't that day. I lunged forward, meeting the monster midleap, slicing its body right through the gut. Cold, black blood sprayed out, but I was already finished firing my gun which is in my left hand, to another monster before the first corpse fell.

I can't believe I'm going to take another cold shower all because I'm resisting myself from f*cking little bunny. The monster is standing tall, refusing to fall down. It's so huge and hard like a rock. I slowly started moving my palm through it, stroking it gently. A soft moan escaped my lips as I rub the monster in a swift motion. At last, the white discharge flipped through the tiny opening at the top of the monster, I breathed heavily and threw my head backwards.

I panic, they will destroy the town and kill all the humans. “Denver!” FUCK! “Ok, we are behind them. Keep me informed ok. Stay safe.” I tell her before hanging up. “The are close to Denver. They are moving fast. We are behind them.” I tell Fenrir and he smirks. “That’s better for us. We will have the element of surprise coming at them from behind. MOVE OUT!” I nod as he shifts into his monster. Fenrir’s wolf is huge. He is the only wolf who can shift into both Lycan and werewolf or combine the two.

His eyes turn on me as he says these words directly to me. “I told you she is a bleeding heart, now watch” his cold glare is replaced with a sinister amusement. I frown but freeze the minute I hear her. Both Enyo and I spin around at the same time; Harriet is being carried forward by one of his warriors. My blood runs cold, Enyo seems to stop breathing as the fury rolls off her in droves. We both never take our eyes off the screaming child that is being half carried half dragged. Towards us. I reach out to Trent ‘Can you reach the pack in the bunker?’ his wolf's head is tilted down for a second then he shakes it. I feel his panic, my own rising by the second.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

In a matter of seconds, the last snake monster drops on the sandy beach, utterly defeated. With the three monsters fallen, I almost jump in glee. This is wonderful! A majestic feeling of hunting monsters. But it’s also conflicting, how could I enjoy taking the life of other beings?! Aren’t I as rotten as the hunters at the hunting park?

A, I gave the monster the ability to locate anywhere in MistWorld. I also added monsters like the last one I had created just in case the monsters arrived and I needed a chance to escape. This time, I gave them super strength, a little more height, and speed. The black mist appeared just as three scorpion-wolves stepped out of the forest, their eyes on me, and roared. Taking an involuntary step back, I summoned my earth powers. Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long.

I spread my legs wider, my hips arching upwards to meet his movements. The frottage between our dicks built with each stroke, hot and urgent. He leaned down slowly to groan against my ear, "You're driving me crazy." He moved back and we frothed like that with his hands sliding over our dicks. Our breaths mingled with my moans as he moved faster and faster. I couldn't take it anymore. My release burnt through me with speed and shot out like a milk volcano. "Ohhh fawwwk," my voice rendered the air as he stroked me through my climax.

"Time to be the hunter. No more crates? No problem. I'll hunt monsters instead." He floored it. The massive black RV roared back onto the highway. This time, he didn't swerve around the zombies. Fifty kilometers later, he spotted a cluster of them—seven or eight shambling figures blocking the road. A savage grin spread across his face. "Hunting time." CRUNCH! CRUNCH! CRUNCH! Dull, heavy impacts echoed across the empty highway, punctuated by the crack of snapping bones. The black steel beast plowed into the horde at 80 km/h—like a bowling ball through a rack of pins.