Monster Ocs の小説・ストーリー

My skin crawled in irritation, I just wanted to pour a whole bottle of body wash on me and scrub. ‘Monster.’ My mind kept screaming, ‘Monster!’ Whenever I close my eyes, I cannot help but see him. He is the only one I could see right now and it irked me. Slowly, my breath began to normalize. I took my hands off my throat. For the second time tonight, I received another shock. I lost it when I felt a hand grabbing me from behind I shrieked. "Debby? Debby? Are you alright?" I heard Felix's voice, but my breathing didn't calm down.

I stared at it, my lips set in a thin line. He was none other than Jonathan. Owner of a major game production company in City M. And I'd just saved his son!

I ran through the possibilities in my head. Based on everything I'd observed so far, the monster's kill condition was either three consecutive exchanges in a conversation or agreeing to—or refusing—all of its requests three times in a row. If that was true, then I had a way out. Next time I faced it, I'd follow one pattern: agree once, stay silent once, refuse once. That way, no matter which theory was right, I'd dodge the condition entirely. Of course… if both guesses were wrong, I'd just have to accept my fate.

I said, “I didn't want any rumors.” I blinked. “And I had bought the machine,” I said. Tommy looked at me. “Really?” “Yeah,” I said, “but next time then. You’re going to have to keep checking it.” I turned to him. “But never mind. What did the result say? Is it out?” Tommy’s throat tightened. “Sixty percent Omega. Forty Percent Alpha.” For a second, all I could do was stare at him. “That means the Omega drug is working well,” I said, “once your Alpha percentage drops completely, it would be impossible to have the dog syndrome. Seems like good news.”

"They think it's funny because of my name. It’s just a joke." "Stay away from them, Rose.” He grabbed my arm, his grip surprisingly strong. “Do you hear me? Those men... they aren't businessmen. They’re monsters. They’re dangerous." "I know, Dad," I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. "I know." But as I drove, all I could feel was the pulsing ache between my legs. I was terrified of them, but God, I was already craving the way they took me. I was a couple of days away from being their captive, and I was already drowning in the need for their touch.

meant. The ride to the OCS headquarters was short. The OCS had an embassy in almost every country allied to the USA. Only the 12 Enemy states had rejected OCS interference. Mattel tried to ignore the slow feeling of trepidation as he entered the stone building. The stone building was built in the brutalist style, heavy squat blocks, few windows, crude accents. It was not a building that spoke of kindness or mercy. Mattel followed Agent Smith through a black and white antechamber, and entered a stainless steel elevator that carried him down to level B2.

Elliot said in frustration, Amelia thought for a few moments before agreeing with a sigh, they let go off each other’s hands and suddenly ran in opposite directions leaving the monster temporarily at loss. “Hey worm-head, come catch me if you can.” Elliot shouted while waving his spear, the monster didn’t understand his words but it understood his taunting and took off after Elliot who already resumed running, Amelia took this chance and began firing arrows, like streaks of light the arrows the arrows flew but the moment they touched its exoskeleton there was the sound of colliding metals before the arrows snapped in half and Amelia cursed under her breath, she nocked and fired again, this t

the whole council turned toward the present Beta, each knowing the answer to the alphas later question. “I think we both know it’s going to be his son Adam” says Archer. The whole board turns their head toward Archer… The alpha hits his hand on the huge mahogany making the whole table shake, in response to the force. “the fact that you are an important person doesn’t mean you should disrespect the order in this room” “if it were to be Alpha Romero on this table, he would have dished out a better meeting topic, we all know that this tournament is going to be as baseless as possible” he closes his mouth earning some mutters and silent talks around them.

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.‘

The next morning, Matilda woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. She had tossed and turned all night, haunted by nightmares of her parent's death. As she got dressed, she tried to push the memories out of her mind and focus on the day ahead, she heard a knock on the door. She opened it to find two omegas standing in front of her. One was a tall, thin blonde named Felicia, and the other was a short, plump redhead named Emily. Matilda recognized them as two of the pack's other omegas.