Novel & Cerita Monster Riders

The warriors nodded and lifted the weapons with great care. The journey to the western border was far from smooth. The main roads were littered with rubble, thick smoke, and the bodies of fallen enemies. Several times, Lyara was forced to stop to confront intruders emerging from narrow alleys—rogues growling with blood dripping from their fangs, or black wizards hurling curses to ensnare them. Each time, Lyara moved swiftly, swinging her claws or using the small, precious weapon in her hand, ensuring the enemy had no chance to rise again. The warriors following her were not spared from the battle either. Twice they had to form a defensive formation to withstand sudden attacks from groups of

I braced for the impact— —but a roar split the night. A golden blur crashed into the Voidhollow, knocking it across the gym. The creature shrieked, slamming into the wall with bone-rattling force. I blinked through the dust. A boy stood between me and the monster—broad shoulders rising and falling, golden hair catching the moonlight. His eyes glowed molten amber, his jaw set with fierce determination. Auren Ryker Drakovar. I knew him, even though today was just my first day. Everyone talked about him, but unlike Kael and Lucien. He is a quiet one. According to what I heard, he is a Dragon Prince and heir to the throne.

“All these weapons. Are they really as lethal as he proclaimed?” That made him laugh, short, sharp, and bitter. “Smoke and mirrors. Most of ‘em barely function. A few prototypes might fire, sure, if you like your operator fried in the process. But the elites eat that shit up. Big cannons, flashy designs. Makes ‘em think Lucian’s got answers he doesn't. Makes the elites feel safe.” “Then what’s he really after?” Ryder’s grin faded, his gaze going sharp. “Magic. Old magic. The kind that’s gone quiet for centuries. That’s why he’s had hunters stomping through swamps, sniffing around graves. He’s not looking for wolves anymore. He’s looking for something worse.”

but my words were halted by an enraged TORETO. "Watch your damn mouth you rude son of mine! you have no fucking idea how important that arck is, otherwise you wouldn't be here, spewing trash! you have no fucking idea how we, I, especially, discovered that damn treasure!" he snapped. he's index finger pointed at me. his voice treacherous. smirking sadistically, I sipped on my wine before twirling my head at him.

DOMINIC “I’m sorry, but please explain this to me, Dad,” Viktor said, his voice low and tightly controlled. “How, in the name of motherfucking Christ, did a dead man crawl out of his grave and decide to come after us?” He looked ready to explode, despite the mask of calm he wore. His jaw clenched, his eyes blazing with restrained fury. A tidal wave of new information had just slammed into us—Viktor, Marco, Aurora, and me—and we sat there, trying to process it all with dumbstruck minds.

“Palomas Blancas…” A cold wind blew the snowflakes up and down to the ground. “Palomas Blancas, run!” He was anxious to chase her away. "If we don't go, we won't make it in time." "I'm not going!" Suddenly, the sky and earth became dark, thunder and lightning flashed, and the rain and wind became more and more intense. The God of Metal Dragón de Hierro wore silver-white armor that followed lightning from the sky, wherever he walked, a crack appeared on the visible ground, and the majestic Mount Atardecer did not seem to withstand his strength.

★★★★★ (FEW MINUTES LATER) We've done shopping for phones and we're at a park that's attached to the mall, but unfortunately I haven't been able to ride on any fun ride because someone wouldn't let me -you know who. "Let's ride on the rollercoaster" I said excitedly. Wymond raised his head and stared at it, he squinted his eyes when he saw pups and some adults screaming in excitement as they go up and down. But I guess he misunderstood their screams, he grabbed my hand and pulled me back, then snaked his arm around my waist. "You're not going on that thing" he told me. "Huh?" "It's dangerous" he said. "Dangerous?" I stared at him in disbelief. "Bae, I'm a werewolf and this is far from dangero

#SADIQ Things were getting a bit tense, First, I find out my brother's aren't exactly my brothers or my father's sons and then Monsters attacking us in the desert.. All this things are just too much to take in all at once but first.... I have to solve the Monsters issue first... The only person who saw them clearly was Jasmine but nobody would believe us even if we told them and what makes me uncomfortable, is that Jasmine said there were hundreds of those creatures out there and its a miracle that we even killed one..

No dragon. “Wh-who are you?” Nya stammared, her sword out in front of her as she prepared to defend herself. As far as she could see, he wasn’t armed, but he might be some sort of a sorcerer or something. As concerned as she was that the monster she’d come to kill had disappeared into thin air, she had to deal with this mysterious person first. He didn’t look threatening as he stood across from her, sizing her up, but he didn’t look happy either. Nya had faced off against many an angry, muscular man in her life. This guy was built like a slab of stone. Muscles on top of muscles. He was tall, too. At least a foot taller than her. He was glaring at her, which made his handsome face look dark a

He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on. Nick threw Drago a pair of camo shorts, and he quickly slipped them on. “Surrounded by dragons,” she smiled in amazement. Grigo and Marcu stepped forward with black and gray wings spread out. All their wings spun six feet across, and Madchen could see their talons protruding from their fingertips . Madchen couldn’t find any words, instead she stared, mouth agape. They were magnificent, all of them, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away.