Monster Hunter World Gore Magala Novels & Stories

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

While the girls ran away Nurse Lou barreled into the ground and reappeared Infront of them, cutting off their exit. “Goes that answered your question.” Said Madison. Nurse Lou arched her back and projected green beans of energy from her eyes. “Don’t let them hit you,” Hughley said. June leaped in and conjured a stone wall to absorb the hit from the energy beams. “Gorgons can turn anything they look at into stone. Especially living creatures.” “Good to know.” April G said. By the way, since when you can do that, June?” “Since now I guess.”

The server room was a vortex of blue static and mechanical screams. My arm felt like it was melting, the gold frequency in my blood roaring as it fought the 'Sequence 8' beast's digital firewall. "Elara, the upload is at 98%!" Myra screamed over the whine of the cooling fans. She was swinging her heavy tripod at the bio-mechanical hound, keeping the creature at bay just long enough for the data to bridge. I didn't look at the dog. I looked at the progress bar. 99%...

I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day I'll wake up and not see you, I'm terrified at the thought of me I'm gonna lose you, that idea's driving me crazy about this? I will protect you and this time I will protect you even from myself!! She stared at me nervously. What was this bastard going to do to her? "Don't do something I'm not sure of...because I swear I'll make you regret it and I'll wipe your flock out of existence if you hurt it," she threatened in a voice. It was faint without anyone hearing us Except for werewolves, of course, our hearing is strong, unlike magicians, who have the same hearing as humans within a very limited range

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

The claws were slightly luminescent, with a ghostly glow reflecting its eerie presence. But nothing happened, I thought, watching helplessly as the Stalagtor advanced ever closer. I raised my hand and unleashed my magic, which burst forth from between my fingers like a bolt of lightning. A powerful shockwave struck a boulder next to the Stalagtor. It roared and neared me. Its head was triangular and flattened, with a face partially covered by a rugged, helmet-like formation resembling a large stalagmite. Its eyes were large, multifaceted crystals emitting a dim, eerie yellow light, the only illumination in the dark cave. These eyes could swivel independently, allowing the Stalagtor to keep c

The howling grew louder, almost deafening, until it felt like the forest itself was screaming in warning. Out of the maelstrom, they emerged. Three monstrous creatures stepped forward, their forms grotesque and twisted. They were unlike anything Magnus, Lara, or Alex had ever seen—hulking beasts with elongated limbs and eyes that glowed a sickly yellow in the darkness. Their bodies were covered in matted fur, patches of rotting flesh visible beneath. Saliva dripped from their gaping jaws, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth.

It was the type of pain where even your gums and bones screamed in agony, your whole body rejecting its existence in this world. I cried into the pillow, feeling blood flowing out of my stomach and back, soaking the mattress. How much blood did werewolves have? I knew humans could bleed to death. Could werewolves too? When Alex came, would he do worse? I didn’t think I could handle it. I was now begging God to let me bleed to death. For Alex to treat me like this crazy bitch just had would destroy me.

Or at least he’d be there to help her clean up her own blood. Slate must’ve finished his directions to the massive man who must’ve also been a dragon shifter at one time, before the Heart of Magic had been stolen from them. The rest of the crowd backed up, and Gator took a defensive stance. Since she hadn’t been listening to Slate when he was talking to the other dragon, she didn’t know for sure what was about to happen, until she utilized her mind’s eye and realized she was meant to attack this gigantic warrior.

Mortis called out thrusting what looked like a regular stick over the shoulders of the hounds. "OW!" Poking a man in the eye, not poking it out, not even really hurting him honestly. "Who the fuck does tha EAAGH!" POP! Though it looked no different than a tree branch he had found in the woods, hell it probably was a tree branch he found in the woods and took a shine to. Mortis himself was master at manipulating magic unlike any man walking this earth, human or other. With the little love tap to the eye he funneled enough magic through the tip that the Vampire's body was overwhelmed forcing his head to explode. While The Hounds weren't against receiving assistance, they were far from apprecia