Monster Rearing Novels & Stories

(Amalinde Stammler) Finally it’s dawn on them, the real situations. It was normal not to know about monster constitutions, no one really know that monster too can developed their strength, at these era, the masses only know and believed that monster of higher tiered just born strong. But in actuality, monster too grow like any other life forms, they accumulated experiences and grew stronger, but unlike other life forms, especially humane beings like, humans, elves, Dwarves and Demi-Human, monster grew much faster. A Tier 1 monsters that survive a life threatening battle will grow into Tier 2 monster in just a single month, then if they continue to live, achieving Tier 3 would take even shor

“And probably several rooms inside the castle.” “My poor courtyard,” Akyran grimaced. “And they’ll need accommodation...” “Stables…” “Practise weapons…” “Healing…” “We get the picture,” Leamoira smiled. “And you are correct. We cannot undertake this endeavour half-heartedly. If Nerith is to become the centre for monster training, providing us with heroes and heroines to manage the monster problem until the prophesy is fulfilled… The kingdoms that wish to make use of the facility will have to support the men and women that they send and pay Nerith a stipend for the duration of their training.”

I realized. “Mhm. Caraway and I scouted this morning, and there’s a… thing,” he made pincher movements with his fingers as if that enlightened me at all as to the nature of the monster. “To the east. So, we’ll head that way. It’s a big one, but not as big as some,” he added. “And Tarragon wants to practice killing monsters whilst in human form, so it’s a good one for her to practice on…” “Oh, Val,” I pressed my hands to my stomach, ill with unease. “I don’t feel good about her doing that.”

“Give us a minute.” Silence again. Then— “I’m going to train you,” he said. I blinked. “Kai already said that.” “Not just physically,” Dante clarified. “Mentally. Strategically. If you want to stand your ground against Marcus, you need to understand how he thinks.” “And you do?” I asked. Dante’s eyes darkened. “Yes.” Something about the way he said that made my stomach twist. “What aren’t you telling me?” I asked. “Not today.”

Maya says confidently while she looks at her picture with pride. “How about green? That can be for the trees and grass.” Milo pats the side of her head to avoid messing up her mohawk and hands her a green highlighter. Maya sticks her tongue out and continues to scribble, allowing Milo to turn his attention back to me. “And the rest of the Menae have regular werewolf parents, right? What does that mean for them?” “I would have to check with the medical team, but I think Renee is the lowest percentage. Hers was like… ninety-six something.” When I look up, Milo has a stupid grin on his face.

“The Elarion are ancient artifacts born of the forest’s will. They move, they resist, and they choose whom they allow near. Your task: bring back a living relic. The rarer, the better. Return empty-handed, or fail to return at all—and you forfeit your rank.” A hush fell. “And should you encounter the Mireling Crown—the forest’s rarest relic, known for its ability to manipulate shadow and time—you will earn not only high merit, but the Headmistress’s personal favor.” He paused. “But beware—it is sentient, elusive, and hostile.” Great. So a homicidal crown. With a wave of his hand, the sigils blazed—and the field rippled. The tall grass gave way to a dirt trail that led into the mouth of the f

If this is the same game, then it's really amazing to see the monster inside the dungeon come out of it. “Should I go there?” He rubbed his chin and looked at his reflection in the water. “Mostly not…” The monsters inside the dungeon were low level from 30 to 50. But… it's different now. Kobold numbers can be increased by breeding. So the monsters inside the dungeon were above fifty. He wouldn't be able to beat her with his condition. It is possible if he finished his first evolution. This is it! He had decided that he would raise his level first by conquering the other six dungeons where the undead lived, no, it's five now because he had already conquered the first.

"Gabriel agreed to let you go, but on one condition. You'll have a nausea chip implanted. This chip will release random electrical pulses 24 hours a day, triggering vomiting at unpredictable times. If you can endure it for five years, Gabriel will let you off." My mother's eyes went wide with fury. "That damn kid! I'm his mother. How could he do this to me?" The doctor gave a quiet laugh. "You don't know? Gabriel already severed all legal ties with you. To him now, you're just an enemy." When my mother woke up from the anesthesia, aside from a slight soreness in her throat, she didn't feel anything unusual. She let out a few dismissive laughs. "It's just a chip. What's the big deal? You're a

Ana exclaimed, her voice a mixture of panic and excitement. The sound of bones cracking filled the air, each moment of transformation accompanied by excruciating pain. My face elongated into a snout, and my fangs protruded. I collapsed onto all fours, now a colossal blonde wolf, baring my fangs menacingly at Ana. Her eyes held a mix of astonishment and fear. With a thunderous howl, I dashed into the nearby woods. I needed to release my newfound euphoria and freedom. I was finally a full-blown wolf, and no one could taunt me for it ever again.

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]