Monster Slayers Novels & Stories

“The Black Spring I am not the holder of it anymore.” Slayer, “Huh? Liar, you just hide it somewhere. Retrieving that weapon and your head, we might ascend our rank, and be a high ranker and have our own official name too.” Slicer, “I want to fight her, head to head. But too bad, to her current state your underlings is enough to finish her.” Gunslinger, “.........” Slayer, “You heard him. Finish her off!”

The torture room was flooded with a golden light from the bulb and it help Lindsay get a better look of her surroundings and she notices a sliver metal slab. There was a towel on it that looked like it was concealing something.Glory headed over to the table and pulled the towel off the slab to reveal an assortment of torture objects that would be used to rip Lindsay apart piece by piece till she squealed like a little piggy, Glory ran her fingers over the different types of toys, there was the scalp that had a razor sharp edge, a bone saw that was perfect for cutting through bone and flesh, and an assortment of different types of chemicals that were no doubt going to be lethal to vampires.

Martha didn’t respond to what the werewolf just said to her and kept her calm. The werewolf was angry at Martha and got even angrier when it noticed Tyler approaching her with another tumbler of water. It let out a huge groan and said, “You better not listen to her demands Tyler. Remember they are not our guests but just slaves” Both Cindy’s and Benjamin’s eyes widened as they heard themselves labeled as slaves in front of their daughter. Martha didn’t show any signs of getting offended upon getting called as a slave since she believed she was smart enough to not register the bullshit coming out of the werewolf’s mouth.

Lilith was right, when the wards came down, everyone in the hunters realm would know of there arrival. The ground shook under our feet as Lilith cut through the last strands of the portal, allowing Lysander and myself to cross over the borders. The sound of glass shattering to the floor, and buildings creaking under the sudden movement beneath them was enough of an alarm, that they would soon be besieged by warriors.

Bacchus answered. “Why?” I asked again. “WHY?! YOU’RE ASKING WHY?! HE KILLED OUR BROTHERS! HE DESERVES TO DIE!” Pegasus shouted again. Bacchus just look at him and he shut up. I sighed. “Black Dragon just fought back. It was one versus many.” I quietly said. “It wasn’t his fault that your members are no match to him.” “Exactly. That’s why Boss is angry. He killed them all without being shot even once.” Bacchus bitterly answered.

"This boss was found by our Moonshadow Guild first, and we've been engaging it for quite some time. Asking us to stop? Are you dreaming?" "Whether we're dreaming or not, try and find out. Ten seconds to consider," the lead man impatiently said. "Are you sure you want to go against our Moonshadow Guild?" Lisa frowned. The man sneered, "What's the Moonshadow Guild in this gaming world? Everyone knows Blood Slaughter. Be sensible and leave, or, if it weren't for the fact that you're all women, we would have sent you back to respawn already!" Lisa knew this matter couldn't be resolved peacefully. She turned to the female mage beside her.

Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally “Steel-fist while what you say makes sense I think Sword-saint still has a point, killing a child just because of such trivialities seems utterly absurd.” Flame-heart predator replied Steel-fist predator with a sneer “It seems Flame-heart has forgotten the history lessons we got when we were still basic Hunters, the only times glass-eyed Hunters appeared, they almost destroyed the entire race single handedly, unless you want a replay of the Great Massacre I’d advise we end the kid to avoid future troubles.” White-haired predator said grimly

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

“What are you doing here, Lydia?” She didn’t answer right away. Her gaze darted across my face like she was searching for something. Truth? Lies? Regret? Then finally, she said, “I came to give you an answer.” “You—” The door burst open again. Kaela and Cassian barged in, eyes wild and alert, ready to attack. “Who let a vampire into the compound?” Cassian growled. I sighed and ran a hand down my face. “Do you people not knock?”

"Cameron Stuart! Just how much more trouble are you trying to cause me!" Natalie Parker's shrill voice rang in my ears, jolting me awake. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw her raising a bottle of sulfuric acid to splash it on me. Recalling the unbearable agony that overwhelmed me in my previous life, I instinctively reached out to grab the bottle. Still, some of the liquid splashed out anyway, dripping onto my body. I gasped in pain. After exhaling deeply, I clenched my jaw and caught Natalie by the wrist. "Are you mad? You can kill someone if you throw an entire bottle of sulfuric acid at them! Don't you know that?"