Monster Musume Book Novels & Stories

"I brought something that might help." She held out a book. Old leather binding, pages yellowed with age. "Found it in Doc's collection. It's about moonfire wolves. Your kind." I took it carefully. The title was in a language I didn't recognize. "Can you read it?" I asked. "Some. Doc's helping with translations." She flipped to a marked page. "Look at this." There was a drawing. A wolf surrounded by flames. And beneath it, text Luna had translated in the margins.

A monster? The moment we step onto the grounds, the smell hits. It's the smell of copper and rot and something disgusting. My stomach lurches. Kira swears under her breath. Isaiah's jaw tightens as the backup soldiers fan out, their boots silent on the snow, their weapons drawn. Then the chanting reaches us. It's loud enough to vibrate in my bones. My hand rests on my stomach, my palm flattening over my bump on instinct. 'Please,' I think desperately. 'Please be okay.‘

Looking at everything familiar yet strange before my eyes, I seemed to return to that rainy day many years ago. I wandered aimlessly among the bookshelves with the child. Reading some simple little stories to her. Until evening, the sun went down. I got up with the child, ready to leave. But when turning to the corridor towards the exit. I ran head-on into someone. The books held in the other person's arms instantly scattered on the ground. "I'm sorry." We spoke almost at the same time. I hurriedly squatted down to help pick up the books. The other person also scrambled to clean up.

His monster came out. Oh No! I need to run! Now! So, I started to run. But before I turned around. I saw his facial expression. I saw it. The beast smiled.

Sliding into the backseat of an Uber, I clutch my bag to my chest like a shield. I have him— whatever's in here is something he doesn't want anybody to see. But when I unlock my phone, the screen lights up with a push notification that drains every drop of blood from my face. New Music Video: "Muse" - Watch Now. My mouth goes dry. The bastard couldn't have. It's been what? Twenty— Thirty minutes? With a trembling thumb, I tap the link. The video opens on a gritty, unfamiliar set. I let out a hollow laugh.

"Just get some pizzas. Oh, breadsticks and applesauce for Kas. Do you want anything else, Baby?" "A banana would be great. I'm really hungry." Bronx smiles. "Get the lady a banana, Milo!" I turn back to the book I'm reading. It is written in old English, so it's difficult to understand. I flip the page to find a beautiful hand-painted illustration. It is a depiction of the Moon Goddess. There's a man standing next to her that looks like a king. They are surrounded by children. She is holding a baby in her arms with gray hair and violet eyes. The title on the next page says 'Menae - Children of Selene'. No freaking way.

A voice calls as I get off my bike. Checking my body for damage, I catch a glimpse of something slinking up from the side of one of the empty warehouses. It’s a female with heavy breasts. She’s covered in thick auburn fur, and she’s followed by werewolf pack members of all shapes and sizes. Her scent is a heavy cinnamon musk---alpha.

"I need to ask you about something." She sipped her tea, waiting. "I found a book. In the special section." He hesitated, then slid it onto the table between them—Fated Bonds: When Instinct Overrides Reason. The wolfskin cover gleamed dully under the café’s warm light. Alice’s brows lifted slightly, but she didn’t reach for it. "And?"

"Did you guys just go easy on her in the cafeteria?" Liviel, who is currently holding a cold blood bag against her bruised cheek, slowly turns to glare at him with her crimson eyes. "Look at my face. Does this look like I was holding back? She's a monster. You don't Awaken as the literal God of Death by being weak." A few seats away, Medusa lets out a dark, sarcastic scoff, adjusting her designer sunglasses while her snake-hair hisses in agreement. "Oh, right, Medusa was there too," the guy mutters nervously. "You didn't go easy on her either, right?"

He said with a smile that showed he was so proud of himself. I was surprised that mom never told me about it. Shane interrupted my thoughts with another passionate kiss which lead to both our wolves moaning. Normal 0 false false false EN-NZ X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99;