Monster Hunting Novels & Stories

The way I usually do things. It was unconscious and uncontrollable. She was appetizing, which made my plan difficult. I didn’t think I was going to want her this much. I didn’t think I was going to feel a different emotion other than hate for the enemy. And want was the most dangerous thing a monster like me could feel for a her kind. —-Lydia’s POV—— He shouldn't be in my head. But he is. Like smoke clinging to the lungs, like old blood under fingernails, no matter how many times I try to wash my thoughts clean, he’s still there.

These monsters they are facing are the embodiment of darkness, their faces cannot be clearly seen even when the sun is up in the sky. Humans dying one after another as they are having trouble to kill one monster. Monster's body shape is unknown or more like one can't see their silhouette properly. Not only they are least visible to one's eye they are fast and strong. Their size cannot be trust too, as they are either small or tall but one is sure that they are bigger than humans. In the place where guns and technology are effective. The humans on the battlefield only use swords and bow. Reason? Still unknown. Mike still doesn't have any idea what's the reason or even knows this is happening

"I'm curious. Since you're not affiliated with the garrison, how did you become a monster hunter? Where did you acquire your skills?" "I have nothing to say on that matter." Adrian decided not to divulge his secrets. Nathaniel frowned, pondering. In Mapleston, the garrison was the primary force responsible for monster hunting. Joining them required rigorous training, assessment, and exceptional talent. Independent monster hunters and monster hunting associations existed, but their details and the appearances of their members were registered with the authorities. After searching through the database, it became clear that Adrian l

Nicholas I drive for a while. Something isn't right, but I can't put my finger on it. Cielo not seeming upset about Sly's death, I can understand. It's shitty, but I get it. Sly was not a warm, loving father. For outward appearances, he was exactly as he should be, of course, but behind closed doors, he was a fucking monster. If it was just towards me, maybe that would have made sense in some bizarre universe, in some backwards logic, but he also beat his acknowledged son. I saw that firsthand, and he was merciless when he did it, as merciless as when he beat me.

The way the girls swoon over him only fuels my annoyance. I hate him. I don't like her. This is a trainwreck. Where is Mirasol's katana? Maybe I can fall on it? “Hello everyone, I’m Brent Hammond. You might recognize me from the cover of this year’s Assassin Magazine.” He strikes a dramatic pose that is in the theme of a Greek statue, and I have to bite my lip to keep from laughing. I nudge Caleb, who is also stifling laughter. “You know the slogan, ‘If they’re a danger to society, we’re a danger to them.’ Well, I coined that.” He flashes a smug grin. “And if that doesn’t ring a bell, maybe my stats will—I’m the best in the world.”

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

"You're a hothead, Nicodra, and a fool." "Untrustworthy," he spits, "unstable... dangerous." "That may be so, but you're the one on your way out," I seethe and plunge the blade into his chest. He yells and coughs until blood spurts from his mouth and trails down his jaw. "It was your mistake-believing you were strong enough." He fights to make words, but the blood clogs his throat. "You're right. We are monsters, but not because we shift into ones, not because the wolf lives inside all of us. What you fear... it's the human."

said Sir Alex " Now , where was I - yes the cancellation of the training , I know you all are quite upset regarding this issue but unfortunately for us ' the hunt of di - monsterity ' begins again " This time no one so much as squeaked , Chelsea was certain that all of them were too shocked at the news that Sir Alex just delivered over to them and most probably was having a hard time digesting it . The hunt of di monsterity - was infact actually the hunt of monsters that resided in the forest of den . The bigger the monster a noble killed the higher rewards he recieved , while it was all fun and games for the nobles it was a living breathing nightmare of Knights .

I say before she spills more, Greg doesn't need to know I'm with child, or about Brad. “We can can't bring the children here, it's too risky.” “We will hunt the monster to its lair and kill it.” Brad says. “The only way to kill a Monogroth is to kill its master.” Aunt Drucella chimed. “Then I will hunt its master and put an end to this disaster.” The thought of monsters, death and murder makes me sick_ Brad always leads a hunt, what and it only takes a scratch from the creature to kill anyone. What if he never comes back? What if the master kills him? It will come for me me and my baby.