Monster Musume Fanfiction Novels & Stories

mused The high priest with a mocking chuckle " You should be asking what you have been doing as her father , Lord Kaisen . This is your daughter at the age of six when she was last beaten by your wife , her mother Lady Marie ." Author's note: please support my other book a rose dedicated to Alpha Aiden is

They say in unison and scribble on notepads. “Musu, why don’t we start with your research to give everyone a primer?” I nod as she opens her laptop. “Arrow, if there are any details that Musu may have missed or has gotten wrong, please let us know. She’s only able to go by the resources available to us.” When I try to sit, Saint pulls me onto his lap instead. “I’ll behave.” He whispers. “I just want you close.” Musu summarizes everything she has learned about the Goddess of Love, earning nods of approval from Arrow and Sy. He occasionally stops and corrects minor details or adds additional information, but mostly listens carefully with a satisfied expression.

She didn't have much mana left, so she couldn't afford to miss a single strike. The first monster crested the edge. It was a massive, grey-skinned brute, its jaw slavering, its purple eyes wide with psychotic glee. It reached out a massive, clawed hand to grab her ankle. Mwajuma didn't back away. She stepped forward.

Deimos pulls me by my arm and brings me to his chest. "Then I will gladly come inside the cage with you, mate. There will be no wolf but us. Just you and me. I'll build you a castle in the cage. I can learn how to become a good mate. Now the question is will you let me?" I close my eyes as the sound of his heartbeat slowly transforms into the moon's song.

As they were disciples of the sect who fought with monsters, they were also very puzzled. Why was there an extra monster with the guy who defeated the Blue Feather Sect Winston so miserably in the last round? Besides that, his monster was a little white pig that they had never seen before. Some of the keen Fauna Imperial Sect disciples even discovered that the little white pig looked at their monsters with eyes full of affection, as if it looked at some delicious food, which made people's hair stand on end.

anymore. I hated that doll Ophelia gave me. I cut it to pieces. But she didn't get mad. She just smiled and pulled out a remote. With a light press of a button, I started vomiting violently, my whole body shaking. Ophelia looked pleased with herself. "See what I can do now? I can make you throw up whenever I want. You killed our dad, and then you pretended to be some genius to steal Mom's love. This is exactly what you deserve."

I reply while continuing to text. "Isn't that dangerous? He should come back through the forest in his wolf form..." "Mom, you're overreacting. It's not dangerous." "I don't know. I don't trust those things humans created." My parents are a little old-fashioned, so they don't think very highly of humans. I decide not to comment, simply shaking my head with an amused smile. The whole family takes their seats, and we begin eating while I continue sending messages beneath the table, chatting with Owen, Adrian's older brother.

I closed my eyes for a moment, letting my body stretch and Elune take control. My bones cracked softly, my muscles lengthened, and silver fur began to grow, replacing my skin. In a few seconds, my human form vanished, replaced by a large silver wolf with dark green eyes that shone sharply. Beside me, Alpha Aric’s body grew larger and transformed into a jet-black wolf with glowing orange eyes that suggested dominance and determination. His immense size alone could make enemies shrink back with just a glance. Our breaths roared in unison, and without a word, we charged into the battlefield that awaited us.

A magical social feed opened like a twisted version of F******k. RonanDuskbane posted: “New moon training group meets at midnight. If you’re too slow, don’t bother showing up.” KaelithD posted a poll: “Who’s hotter: me, or me on fire?” Faculty Reminder: “Do not summon demons in the cafeteria again.” I sat back and let out a long, slow breath. Magic. Memory loss. Monsters. And a talking wolf in my head. This was going to be wild.

he huffed, and my excitement deflated right along with him. Samson came slinking out and gave Faro a head nod. Laughing at him, Faro questioned him, “You're a wizard, Samson; surely you can figure out what Muss Sunrise’s genetics are?!” Shaking his head, Samson hissed, “I believe that she is his mate. Other than that, I can't do shit as a cat! All I can do is talk and be mistreated by the sex demon.”