Novel & Cerita Monster Light

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. *********

The street lights flickered past, Luca’s jaw locked, his eyes forward, his hands trembling on his gun. Noa’s phone buzzed. Unknown number. A message. Got your monster. Try and take him. -D. The van swerved as Noa’s scream split the night.

He shoot every shadows he sees, while Luma keep generating them using a black tourmaline stone. “Wow” she said mockingly “I hope your magicules last.” As dark smoke comes out from her palms wrapping Lynx then throwing him against the wall. Lynx protection spell got broken making them exposed on Luma energy suction spell. Luma’s laugh echoed across the cave, like a witch successfully turned a child into a mouse. Thinking how being human weakens the once upon a time strong sentinels of the Moon and Sun. “I am still willing to be your Priestess you know” Luma said to Lynx “Just bow down to me, I will forgive you” she said pulling Lynx closer to her

Then, the White-Mouthed Talons Bear roared again and raised its paw to slap at the black light. The next second, a shocking scene emerged. With a swoosh, the black light pierced through the White-Mouthed Talons Bear's plan. Although it appeared just like a thin stick piercing through a man's palm at a glance, it actually hurt the monster. Next, blood splattered everywhere like a blood storm.

He glanced at me before replying. “Madeline, what I’m about to say might hurt you, but I don’t think the monster comes out on its own. I think it’s summoned. How or by what means, we have no idea. And as for fighting it, we first need to learn how. I had warriors on the mountain top the other day, and they were terrified. They said the monster gives off such a strong aura that they couldn’t fight unless they had a reason strong enough.” None of it made sense to me. His warriors had said this before, that their motives were not enough, that something held them back.

She smiled at the monster and said, "You're right, Ollie. I am yours, and I should have never questioned that." "That's my good girl," Ollie said with darkness in his eyes and that sick smile she always mistook for a genuine friendship.

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

Mira cried, but the sound of the drumbeat and the mortar’s thud swallowed the end of her sentence. Lyara shut out the world around her. She saw Malvior as the only color on the gray canvas. Her breath sharpened. Her back muscles heated. Claws raked the air, forcing the black mist to melt for a moment. She attacked—not arrogantly, but sincerely, like someone calling back a name on a tombstone.

As Lysandra crouched down, her breath caught in her throat. "Wolves don’t leave marks like this," she muttered under her breath, more to herself than anyone else. "Exactly," Mallory said, his tone uneasy. "We’ve ruled out bears, big cats—hell, even people. No one we know could’ve done this. Not without… tools or something." He glanced over at her, his expression guarded.