Monster Ocs Novels & Stories

"It's not like that." "Then what is it like?" I challenged, leaning forward. "Because from where I'm sitting, it sounds an awful lot like I'm just a task you've been given." Jace exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. "Look, when an unclaimed omega shows up in pack territory, it's a big deal. It doesn't happen often. And when it does, there are... protocols." "Protocols," I repeated flatly. “Yes protocols.” He exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his jaw. "If it helps…We volunteered."

Luvioc awoke from his trance, tears wanting to escape his eyes. He ran to where his mother was, he would tell her nothing of what he had seen. But he needed to hug her. Lysa held him in her arms, protecting him. She could tell something had happened to him. -Goth was right, they are monsters and they are coming for us..." Luvioc's voice was shaky, he had seen a slaughter.

My height towering over everyone in the room. His eyes twitched. Just a flicker in his throat, a breath caught. A reminder that no matter how old or clever he was, he still felt fear. Good. I stepped into the full light, letting him see me clearly. Letting him remember what I was. He stood up as well, Darian Morvain not one to be intimidated. We were almost nose to nose, though I still towered over him, Alpha to Vampire Lord. Predator to parasite. My blood burned hotter. My hands didn’t shake. He was the one here asking for something.

"No. They've been pumping me full of wolfsbane for days, I don't even know if I can shift into my wolf form right now." One of the warriors stepped forward. "I'll carry him. I can shift and take him on my back." Liam looked up at the man, his eyes filled with gratitude. "Marcus, I'll never forget this." Marcus nodded, then dropped to the ground and shifted. His bones cracked and reshaped, fur sprouting across his body as he transformed into a massive wolf that stood nearly six feet tall. His amber eyes locked on Liam, and he lowered himself so we could help Liam climb onto his back.

POV Samantha I took a deep breath after Lance hung up the phone. He was pissed and that made me nervous. Alpha's were dangerous when they were angry. I knew this fact first hand. I looked around the room and saw that my father, brother and body guard were just as mad and they were all staring at me. I started to use my omega powers to calm them but Troy stopped me just like he did before. "Don't even try it. We don't want to be calm right now. What the hell were you thinking?" he asked and I threw myself down on the couch next to him.

The beast that would swoop out of the sky and snatch up the poor, wailing girl in the distance. She heard his wings before she saw him. He seemed to come out of nowhere; he wasn’t there, and then he was, his large wings batting through the air, stirring up a breeze, even in the distance. He flew over the moon, the light of the full sphere illuminating his dark scales as he paused, wings spread, head held high, pointy, sharp tail outstretched. His front claws were menacing as he hung there in the air, and though Nya assumed he was truly studying the small girl at The Point, for a moment, as she stared up at the full, glowing orb behind the monster, she thought his eyes were looking directly b

Monster Romance • Alpha/Omega • Forced Proximity • Dark Romance Isabel has spent her whole life running from Alphas and hiding who she really is. Ever since monsters revealed their existence and seized control of the world, being an omega has become a life sentence of slavery. And she refuses to accept that fate. So she pretends to be a beta. But when Isabel is chosen to work directly under Razor — the most powerful, dominant, and dangerous of all the monsters — she realizes her lie is about to fall apart. He watches too closely. He knows too much. And he seems determined to drag out the secret she's been guarding. When an accident puts her family in danger, Isabel discovers there'

Various information appeared. Shadow Monster: Rank 3. Whether it goes on the offense: Takes the initiative to attack. Scope of attack: Twenty feet. Special traits: High speed, division. Mu Shaoai punched the trunk of a large tree. "Bastard! How can a Rank 3 monster show up in a Grade 1 district?!"

The translucent screen remained invisible to Darren, who could only stand by and patiently wait for the results. Ding! {Monster Core Calculation in Progress...} A few seconds later, another notification appeared. {Congratulations, Host. A total of 1,148 monster cores have been obtained.}

“I’m just saying, if I do become immortal, I'll never work a night shift again. Ever. I will haunt the rich exclusively.” I snorted. “You already do that.” She grinned. “Practice makes perfect.” Then it happened. A scream tore through the night. Not a drunk’s yell. Not laughter. Not a lover’s argument spilling into the street. This was pain—pure, ripping, animal. Mae froze. So did I. Another scream followed. Closer. Then another, layered over it, deeper and broken short like someone choking on their own blood. My stomach dropped. “That’s not—” Mae started.