Monster Trio Novels & Stories

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.

"Good. Now, eat. You look fragile, and I prefer my prizes to be strong enough to hold their weight." As I walked toward the dining hall, I realized the "Monster" wasn't just paying for Leo's life. He was rebuilding mine into something he could control. I was Chapter 10 of a story I didn't want to be in, and the ending felt further away than ever.

Back and forth. “You imagined it,” I muttered under my breath. “It was the lighting. The music. The champagne.” But the memory burned too clearly, the purple light. It wasn’t symbolic, it wasn’t imagination. It was the mark of the mate bond. Visible only to the bonded pair. I wasn’t supposed to see it. Unless… “Ugh!” Frustration ripped out of me as I dragged both hands through my hair. Maybe this was another one of their games. The triplets had always been dangerous in their own way. Charming when they wanted something. Ruthless when they didn’t get it. Maybe this was some elaborate psychological trap, a cruel manipulation designed to destabilize me.

On monitors. _No cages. No monsters. Just us._ *Crack.*

" I almost laughed at how ridiculous it sounded. I used to think Ophelia was just born rotten. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't any better. Like they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I shot Lauren a cold glance, then suddenly waved toward the distance, my voice bright. "Mom! You're here!" Lauren jerked her head up and followed my gaze. The operator who had controlled the memory extraction machine that day was striding straight toward us. I looked at the two of them, stunned speechless, and let out a quiet, mocking laugh. "Sorry. I already have a new family now. I have a new mom. If you keep bothering me, I'm calling the police."

When Long Tian appeared, the scene he saw was a young girl fearlessly charging forward to rescue a kid from getting crushed under the descending, flaming hover. "This..." It was a heart shuddering scene.

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.

he spat, blood mixing with saliva as it sprayed from his lips. Carlo stepped into the room slowly, his boots clicking against the concrete. His eyes were locked on Rico like he was prey. “I warned you,” Carlo said, voice deathly calm. “But you still let Marcus out.” Rico laughed, the sound hoarse and broken. “You were always blind, Carlo. Thought loyalty came from fear. But fear fades. People only follow you until someone scarier comes along.” Carlo didn’t flinch. “And Marcus…” Carlo tilted his head slightly. “He’s scarier?”

“Haha!” Monster suddenly roared with laughter. His voice was deep and sonorous. Jenson and Baby Robbie's complexion changed abruptly. Baby Robbie said, “Where did you learn this move from? It’s useless!” Jenson replied, “The moves aren’t useless, we are.” Monster broke free of the clutch of the silver needles and got up slowly. He flipped open a computer screen with the palm of his hand and revealed a revolver in it. Jenson and Baby Robbie exchanged glances with each other. Baby Robbie said, "It's over, we’re about to die.”

It is impossible for me to feed all the monsters alone. The monsters are spawned as newborns, which means they cannot hunt for themselves. The problem can be solved, however. It's all about traps. In the same way, as the pigs fell into the nest, I could create traps and lay bait for the monsters, which would provide me and my army with food. However, all of that could wait. [21 hours] There is only a day left until the wave begins. It's finally time. [STATUS] Name: JIN Race:Demon of Sloth(Elite)