Monster Paradise Novels & Stories

She can’t be serious. “It’s useless. Leviathan is the king monster of the sea. She can't defeat him that way,” Mammon mentioned to me. But I was too preoccupied to reply to him. Suzaine was already soaked up with water. But a transparent water sphere suddenly covered her. I turned my gaze to Almirah. Her lower extremities glowed brightly. But it only lasted for a minute.

Chloe gasped. “Have you seen one of them?” Martha asked. She waved her hand in a motion of dismissal. “Not while in a cave while traumatized after being bitten by a vampire, but when you are prepared to see them as they fly through the sky like the majestic creatures that they are. Oh, what I would give to possess such strength, grace, and beauty.” “You find them beautiful?” Chloe said with surprise. Her recollection of Tristan and his troop of rescuers was vague. All she could recall was lizard like flesh. Possibly scales. She couldn’t be sure anymore.

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

The flames engulfed the monster and the undead screamed and plummeted toward the ground below. The second monster reached for the child, fingernails long and curved like the huge talons on a harpy eagle. The little girl screamed and screamed, the sound grating on Damonq as she threw herself to the opposite side of the blue dragon, away from the monster. Her hand slipped, and she shrieked again as she dropped into space. Damonq caught her in his arms. Instantly she began to fight.

The sun was already overhead. The Lantian peak on the first floor of the Forsaken Fortress broke out in noise. It was early morning, and the day had not yet become noon. The sky was clear, with no clouds to block the warm rays of the morning sun. At that moment, the crowd of first-floor Hunters and Fighters left the Safe Zone, and charging towards the flat ground, they surrounded Magmar. As mentioned earlier. Magmar was a world monster whose appearance was very rare. Its body looked like a woman, but it had the body of a snake. Her health points were unreasonable - twenty thousand points.

Lindon and the others felt stunned to witness the miracle, leaving them utterly speechless. Hans gasped and he could not stop trembling. Wilbur stepped next to the dead body of the sea monster. He retrieved the historical halberd and tossed it back to the demiplane. Then, he smashed the dead body into bits with one punch before grabbing something. There was a basketball-sized, blue-colored monster core in his hand. The monster's core looked just like the sea with a clear and pure blue color. There was blue iridescence spinning inside, forming countless runes that emitted terrifying and powerful energy.

The thing shrieked and disappeared beneath the surface in a spray of black water. “Move!” Fabian hauled Amon up. “Both of you, move!” We stumbled across the rest of the bridge and collapsed on solid ground. My head was spinning. My thoughts felt sluggish, like I was thinking through water. “What was that?” I gasped. “Class C Mesmer.” Miranda was checking Amon’s leg where the thing had grabbed him. The skin was pale and bloodless, with marks that looked like sucker wounds. “You’re lucky Fabian moved fast. Another few seconds and you’d both be in that stream.”

Yeah, she’s the sensitive one of the sisters. “It’s okay, Delilah. Persephone is helping the Incubi pack’s tech unit. A group of werewolves from America had a run-in with Madonie before crossing into Incubi. Persephone is making sure their devices are secure.” Crista sighed as she explained what I already knew. “Madonie? What… What happened? Were they okay?” Delilah gulped. Poor sweet girl is so full of compassion that she’s worried about strangers.

I slid onto the seat across from him, my heart pounding in my chest. Being so close to him exposed new details - he was ripped now, looking like a model from a motorcycle ad. Nothing like the boy who'd trailed me with puppy eyes. His lips were full, and a rogue-ish smile that held a hint of danger played at the corners. It was the kind of smile you would expect on a swashbuckling pirate, capable of seduction and plunder in equal measure.