Monster Merge Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Haha!” Monster suddenly roared with laughter. His voice was deep and sonorous. Jenson and Baby Robbie's complexion changed abruptly. Baby Robbie said, “Where did you learn this move from? It’s useless!” Jenson replied, “The moves aren’t useless, we are.” Monster broke free of the clutch of the silver needles and got up slowly. He flipped open a computer screen with the palm of his hand and revealed a revolver in it. Jenson and Baby Robbie exchanged glances with each other. Baby Robbie said, "It's over, we’re about to die.”

Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this? The golden beast lumbered toward them, then stopped directly in front of Drago, letting out a low growl, steam puffing from it’s huge nostrils. When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go.

Every time Alessio got too close, Noa turned his head and smiled like he knew something the rest of them didn’t. Ivy tapped her console. “There’s no code to reverse it. ERASED was designed as a root protocol. Once activated, it can’t be deleted. It doesn’t just attach, it rebuilds the host. Cell by cell.” Julian leaned back. “So what you’re saying is he’s not infected. He’s becoming something else.” “Worse,” Ivy said. “He’s fusing with it.” Alessio’s fists clenched. “I’m going in.”

Although it wasn't loud, it was clear that the monster had a way of speaking directly. GRAHAHAHAHA! "Dragon roar!" RRROOAAAARRRRR! BOOOOOMMM. The monster opened its mouth at the same time as the little dragon's attack was unleashed. The two attacks collided just like before, and as a result, the trees in their area were instantly destroyed. And the place that was originally invisible was now visible because of the two different attacks.

The temperature in the room plummeted. As we locked eyes, I saw him visibly tremble. Taking advantage of his distraction, I surged my mana. A sharp, violet spark hissed from my fingertips, racing across the doorframe like a living serpent. I felt the lock fuse under my touch, reinforced by a layer of arcane energy that no werewolf’s strength could ever hope to shatter. The soundproofing Kyle promised kicked in instantly; the muffled thumping of the club’s bass vanished, replaced by a silence so heavy it made the eardrums ache.

"Gabriel agreed to let you go, but on one condition. You'll have a nausea chip implanted. This chip will release random electrical pulses 24 hours a day, triggering vomiting at unpredictable times. If you can endure it for five years, Gabriel will let you off." My mother's eyes went wide with fury. "That damn kid! I'm his mother. How could he do this to me?" The doctor gave a quiet laugh. "You don't know? Gabriel already severed all legal ties with you. To him now, you're just an enemy." When my mother woke up from the anesthesia, aside from a slight soreness in her throat, she didn't feel anything unusual. She let out a few dismissive laughs. "It's just a chip. What's the big deal? You're a