Monster Tom Novels & Stories

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

“I see it now. But… he was not there during this council.” “I guess he must have been busy kidnapping my mate to have come,” Kaylee replies with more than enough venom. Dominic says nothing to these words. There is nothing to say. He is recognized. Once Tommy is able to get used to the bright rays of the sun, his eyes immediately find Viktor and I and he launches at us, not even bothering to take stock of where he is. Fortunately, the wolves are still holding his chains and he just yanks back like a yoyo and falls to the ground.

Marcus taunted. Dante grabbed him by the collar and slammed him into the wall again. Harder. “Touch her again,” Dante said, voice low and deadly, “and I’ll break every bone in your body.” Marcus’s eyes flicked to me. Always me. “That’s the plan,” he said. Rage snapped something inside me. “No!” I shouted. All three of them froze for half a second. Just enough. Marcus twisted sharply, elbowing Dante in the ribs and breaking free. He lunged toward me—

Infact , the deep fissure that was enough to swallow Her and Ron whole was no where enough to even take a single hoove of that monster . " What in the world is that ?" said Chelsea with a deep breath , trying her best to not to freak out " Its horrible and What's this horrible stench coming in our direction " The closer the monster came to them , the closer it brought it stench of rotting meat with it . Soon the stench wafting over to their direction overcame her nostrils and Chelsea silently gagged . Gosh , when was the last time this monster took a bath ? " Its a minotauraus " said Malcolm unlike Ron and Chelsea he haven't covered his nose ; maybe being closer to the minotauraus for so lon

“So, what do we need to know about Domlur?” Quinn asked while we are eating our breakfast at Rendall’s house. Last night, we decided to plan everything so that we can pull off this mission. It was supposed to be my mission but they used the word “our” and I can’t help but be thankful that I have them. “Well, Domlur is where werewolves live.” Quinn and I scowled at what Rendall said. That is common knowledge for god’s sake.

"You know damn well im not giving in to you without a fight. Damon shook his head and walked towards Mouts. He grabbed Motus' snout and squeezed it, his nails cutting into it, drawing blood. Motus whined a bit but growled. "We shall see, look at you, a trapped dog and no one to save him. " Motus huffs and squirms but a guard hits him on the back. Motus yelped and growled. Just as Damon opened his mouth to speak, his Beta Monty appears and shouts: "Sir, we have the scent of another one who was with Motus...a female." Damon laughed aloud and gave Motus a very evil look. "Oh? A female?...so is this your rescue? A lowly female you picked up off the street..oh this is just perfect. "

Without another word, I set down my drink and followed him inside. When I stepped into the war room, Damon was already there, standing at the head of the table with Caleb beside him. Across from them stood a man I didn't recognize. He was tall, lean but strong, with dark hair and piercing gray eyes that held an unsettling calm. He wore no armor, no sign of aggression, but something about him made my wolf stir uneasily. Damon's expression was unreadable as he turned to me. "Rachel," he said. "This is Tobias. He's from the Ravencrest Pack."

Lia pulled Bima back again. "We can't fight it! It's too big!" The monster lunged, its mouth wide open, revealing rows of small, sharp teeth. The smell of ammonia wafting from its maw was overwhelming. WHOOSH! Bima and Lia ducked, narrowly avoiding the monster as it streaked over their heads. Its tail slammed into the wall with a thunderous crack, making the tunnel shake. "System, any other ideas?!" Bima screamed internally. [System Suggestion: Use your 'Indomie' as bait! The Slime Lurker is sensitive to strong odors!]

Juan continued, "Aside from that, we've managed to get in touch with Drogoton and Novemton." "What's their situation?" "Sir Draco just left Drogoton this morning in search of a man called Crutcher. Drogoton also encountered a new species of monsters they’re calling minotaurs. These creatures’ bodies are as hot as lava, and bullets are ineffective against them. Drogoton is currently using large amounts of concrete and rebars to expand its walls. They told us to prepare ourselves to go up against these monsters. That's what I’m here about."

One of them tore a Tombstone warrior in half with bare hands. Another sank its teeth into a wolf’s neck while laughing with a human voice. I froze. “What are those things…?” Dark energy pulsed from them. Corruption. Rot. Death. Marten’s roar thundered across the battlefield before I could process anything else. My eyes snapped toward him. He was in full wolf form. Massive. Terrifying. Blood covered his silver-black fur as he ripped through two creatures at once. Warriors rallied behind him instantly, but even Tombstone’s strength struggled against the monsters.