Monster Simulation Games Novels & Stories

The next morning, as the three of us were getting ready for our rugby game, Simon kept teasing us about getting attacked by a monster. Jackson and I were trying to discuss what would happen if we truly encountered such a creature during our match, but Simon just kept laughing it off. "Come on guys, we're just here to play some rugby and have fun," Simon said with a chuckle. "Why are you both so worried about getting attacked?" "Because it's a possibility," Jackson countered. "You never know what could happen on the field."

He bumped heavily into Benjamin who was just starting to get himself again. “Zamora divine god help us, what the hell is wrong with Ser Godfrey this is obviously not a ravage monster, i suspect it could be a legendary monster with such strength.” Mica added, her face down with the outcome of the fight. “Mica, I need you to distract the monster, I have an idea.” “Over here!” She said, her voice echoing through the colosseum, the monster's interest got back to her as she ran avoiding its shooting webs. Mica couldn’t keep up for long as the monster was getting closer each passing second.

The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry. I do not sit. I take back what’s mine. Yes, Veronica, the spoiled girl, is dead. Crimson Rogue has taken her place.

I’d walked straight into his trap, playing my part without even knowing. “Why do you need me to intercept Leonidas’s pack, Father? What games are you playing now?” My words came out sharper than I intended. Darian laughed, the sound deep and mocking. “Oh, you silly girl. What did you think I sent you there for? To fall in love and make babies?” His smirk twisted into something cruel. “Please. No one will ever want that with you, not while you’re my daughter. Don’t you know vampires are seen as monsters? Who would want a monster as a wife… or a mother?”

When I opened my eyes, I found myself inside a game world. The title "Family of Four" screamed wholesome parenting sim to me. I quietly looked around at the other players who had entered with me. A lot of them were terrified of this new environment, and several men were cursing loudly. Among the crowd, a veteran player named Mike Bates started explaining the situation. "This is an infinite horror game. The only way to clear it and revive is by getting an SSS rating. Otherwise, you will be killed by the boss." "How do you even get that kind of rating?" a college girl asked.

“And not just them. Your best friend too.” My stomach dropped. “You wouldn’t.” “Oh? You can give it a try”. His voice dripped with challenge. “Run once, and I will find you. Run twice, and I will enjoy the hunt.”

She didn't have any close friends either and slowly as time passed she became a 27 years old who stayed at home most of the time playing on the computer or reading in her library at home. Like any other day, Su Lan was lying in bed watching her favorite drama until she received a phone call. She picked up her phone and answered only to get hollered at by her mother once again with a bunch of questions like: "when are you going to get a job", "why don't you head out", and etc. After an hour of the same routine everyday she finally managed to get off the phone call. Getting in a grumpy mood she grabbed the bag of chips next to her and saw an ad on her computer. The title of the ad was "the mys

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

It was bliss. It was already past 6 p.m. when we got to the location. ‘A park? That’s your special place?’ ‘I mean, everyone goes to a park or has been to parks uncountable times.’ ‘Relax, Evans. You’re so impatient. We’ve not even gotten to the best part yet. Come on.’ He dragged me by my hands and ran into the field. He literally took me to the visual gaming section, where we had to compete with each other.

"Julian, that’s a Level 5 bio-security zone. We’d need a retinal scan and a voice-print from a Board member just to get into the elevator." "Or," Julian said, turning to face me with a look that made my blood run cold—the look of the 'Monster' who had survived the De Luca clinics, "we use the one thing Victor can't track. Your broadcast equipment. We don't need his voice-print, Elara. We just need to spoof the frequency of the intercom system to trick the AI into thinking he’s authorized a 'Maintenance Override.'" I looked at my equipment bag, then back at my son. This wasn't a 200-level university project anymore. This was a heist.