Monster Warrior Godzilla Novels & Stories

Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long. The other two ran towards me with a speed I hadn't expected from monsters their size. Blasting them with my water magic didn't deter them, instead, it angered them further. They had almost gotten to me when the mist popped out six huge monsters, five of which immediately went into action. The winged monster didn't, instead, it trotted to me and nuzzled my cheek, making me smile. The Egran, which I had decided to name my monsters, fought with Karissa's scorpion-wolves with such speed that stunned the scorpion-wolves themselves at first.

He shouted but that slight distraction cost him everything else as the monster caught up with him and with a swipe of its claws it grabbed him, being a man who won’t resign to fate easily, Elliot roared as he hurled his spear with every ounce of strength left in him, the spear surged forward gracefully, the centipede wanted to dodge but it was too late as the spear lodged itself into one of its beady eyes causing a black fluid to gush out like a fountain, the monster roared in agony causing it to clap its pincer tightly and trash around violently. Amelia felt her knees go weak as she saw what was going on and was unable to do anything about it, tears streamed down her face freely when sudden

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

So, she chose to be worshipped as a goddess among monsters so no one could ever ravage her again. “I have to say this, Sam, it turned me on to watch them have at you,” Lorenzo admitted shamelessly, once the men left after satisfying themselves. He dipped his hand between my legs, cupping the sex. “If I knew this before, I would have let a few more men taste you. What do you think about that?”

Especially dark ones. Horatio shakes his head. "I wonder sometimes if it wasn't Gordon who created the monster. His affections were very clear." "Horatio." He faces me dead on, eyes shadowed. "Say it. Who is her biological father?" "Nicholas—" "Fucking say it." "Chandler," he says flatly. To think it is one thing. To guess it. To hear it, though, and to know it as fact, it's another thing altogether. "Chandler Carlisle-Bent hated his half-sister. He despised her, Nicholas. He raped her over months and months, and I never even saw it. Never saw what was right in front of my eyes."

“You’re a monster. Wolves kill humans. I saw my mother die at the hands of a rogue.” His jaw tightened. “And I saw my brother slaughtered by hunters. We are even, then?” The words cut deep. "Wolves are monsters, and I will die protecting humans from your lot." she offered. "You don't seem to be doing a very good job of it little hunter, offering me water."

Every gesture, every whispered word, he cataloged in his mind with cold precision. This was exactly what Mahisar had warned him about: the return of Durga, the Goddess Warrior, here to reclaim her power. To him, it was not a blessing but a threat, a harbinger of a world turned upside down—where men would be subjugated, obsolete, their strength irrelevant. The two inside, so absorbed in their awe and devotion, had no inkling of the force they had awakened. They didn’t know who she really was. And Danny intended to be ready for what came next.

‘Luna,’ Reaper mind-links as he flies above me. ‘The giant serpent is Thypon. He is the God of Monsters. He must have come through during the solstice while the veil between worlds was weakened.’ ‘What! The God of monsters! Why is he here?’ I mind-link. ‘He is only known for one thing, and that’s to destroy worlds.’ ‘How do we stop him?’ I mind-Link. ‘I don’t know,’ he replies. We approach Moonhowl woods. Magnus, Damon, Yiselda and Alec make us wait as they check to ensure it’s safe.

Perhaps it would be better to be lost in time. It wasn’t like I would die. The Dragon Stone would remain with me and this entire war over the Stone would come to an end. If they couldn’t find it, they couldn’t take it. “No!” Trenton yelled before I could rip my hand from his. “This will not fix anything.” He turned toward me and gripped my other hand when I tried to push his hand away. Trenton was much stronger than I was and wasn't above breaking my bones. His hold on me tightened to a painful degree.

Why not Maleah, whom I loved with my entire being? I finally see Bastian's great tower sticking out of the clouds and put on an additional burst of speed. They will rue the day they messed with Laryn, the mightiest dragon to ever live. Bastian's red tail swoops out of a cloud and hits me upside the head. I shake my jaw and turn to seek the fucker who has disappeared into the clouds again. "Calm down, Laryn," he whispers into my mind.