Monster Musume Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She looked at me. "You!" she said and pointed his finger at me. She walked toward me and choked me. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Mune said and pushed Venus with the force of his power. Venus looked at him, looking bewildered because of what Mune did. "When did you attain such powers?" "Did you forget that I'm a nine-tailed fox?" "That's not what I am talking about! Oh god, please don't it be the thing I'm afraid of."

Strong enough that my one stare makes anyone pee in their pants, Sunshine. And here you are trying to push my 6 ft 4-inch toned muscular body with your slim, soft, and smooth hands. My eyes fell on her full plum lips. I want to bite them. I never kissed any woman in my life. I only Fuck and throw them but with her, even my soul started to betray me. My Monster desires to eat her and claims her but on the other side, he too, wants to cherish her. A low whimpering sound made me aware of the situation and my thoughts halted for a minute that we were in the middle of the lobby.

she said while grinning. Suddenly some people came wearing a laboratory coats and I was surprised by the equipment they were holding. "I'll wait for you to wake up again, but you're no longer the old Maximus I used to know. You'll be a new monster like me, you will feel what I've felt and you'll be a villain forever," Mystique said and I was very angry. "You're not alone in this world because I'm also a monster like you!" I said angrily.

“You won't like it when I'm lonely. I pick a fight with Hikari’s best swordsman, Yushi that little pest.” “Yushi?” “Oh you will come across him one of these days when we get closer to Hikari.” After getting enough of the fairy, they exited the party scene. Like how they went there, Mizuko’s hand were tightly holding Kenshi’s. Him holding her hand somehow makes her feel secure. Then out of nowhere, some thing jumped in front of them. It has a body like a gorilla but head like a dinosaur. Mizuko wanted to run but her hand was in Kenshi and all she could do is breath heavily.

Remus whimpered and fell back. She was in its icy clutches again. Strength quickly faded from her. Jimmy was hungry for her. She wanted nothing to do with it! She fought the invasion of her mind. A loud shrill, unearthly scream filled her ears. Then the monster redoubled its efforts. She couldn’t resist any longer. Suddenly, they were both wet, and it dropped her. It screamed again. Covering her ears against the ear-splitting sound, she watched it shrink back to a corner and try to vanish out of sight. But Remus was on it.

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 The next day... I'm sitting in front of my desk and revising the short story. I'm happy that I gained some inspiration yesterday. Thanks to Jazmine, I'm still feeling anxious because of how Jericho looked at me while we were eating yesterday. I think I have a crush on him right now, but it's just a crush. I will not steal him from my best friend, and you know what? Jazmine kept insisting on me to be the mistress, and after we ate, she showed me Jericho's picture naked showing his abs.

at the same time. I looked at Damien and said, "Maybe we could also host a big training session with all of our alliances after all the pack visits are done." Damien smiled and said, "I think that would be amazing." Alpha Arnou said, "Should we also let them know of your ace-up-your-sleeve?" I told Damien, "It wouldn't be nice to allow them to find out the way Alpha Arnou did." Damien laughed and said, "You are right, my tiny mate. Would you like to do the honors?" I said, "I am a direct descendent of the Moon Goddess. My wolf is white, and she glows. I have some special powers too." Their chins dropped again, and they said, "I'm sure that helps your warriors too." I said, "Not with their fi

A flowing red dress framed my figure, and every careful stroke showed the artist's affection toward me. The artist was Anthony, and the title read, "My Only Muse". A hand-painted portrait carried a weight and romance that no confession could match. The entire social circle was in an uproar, shocked that Anthony, who had always been notoriously wild and arrogant, could fall so deeply for a woman. No one expected that after three years of living in the shadows, I would return, looking vibrant and more breathtaking than ever. Comment after comment calling us a perfect match flooded in, each one landing like a blow, leaving Caleb unable to stay composed.

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr