Monsters And Maidens Novels & Stories

It was massive. Vaulted ceilings stretched high above, with chandeliers that hovered without support. Murals of ancient creatures—phoenixes, leviathans, dragons—covered the walls, moving subtly as if alive. Wooden benches and arched windows lined the room. It felt more like a cathedral to magic than a classroom. Everyone here wore the same badge. I slipped into a seat beside a girl with eyes like molten silver and hair like liquid obsidian twisted into twin knots. She turned to me, smiling with sharp, inhuman teeth. “You’re the screamer.”

The offer to stop hiding and stand openly. Through the bond with Maya, I felt her resistance. She was fighting the Mother Below's influence, refusing to let the goddess's will override her own. That gave me strength to do the same. On the horizon, I saw them coming. Hundreds of supernatural beings converging on our location. Vampires moving with inhuman speed. Witches flying on repurposed technology that looked like magic. Fae creatures I'd thought were extinct emerging from forests and lakes. The Mother Below had called an army. And they were answering.

I won't allow him to take my sisters nor take me, he must leave in this castle or I'll kill him. His eyes slowly opened and when our eyes met, his innocent expression turned into a pale one and tried to escape from the rope I tied around him. "Monster, you should leave my castle or I'll feed you to your own kind outside the cave." He stopped and breathed heavily before looking at me with a serious face. "I would be glad to leave this place my lady but I'm afraid that I can't. The monsters outside are waiting for me to feast their tummies," he said.

The moment the heavy wooden door clicked shut, the restraint broke. Mateo grabbed my waist and pressed me hard against the door. His mouth found mine in the dark. The kiss was fierce, desperate, and filled with a hunger that made my knees weak. Our masks stayed firmly on, covering our eyes and the bridge of our noses, but our lips crashed together with a raw intensity. He tasted like expensive whiskey and tobacco. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, my silver chains clinking loudly against the wood of the door.

"The first moon-blood queen." Wonderful, no pressure at all. The black water around us rippled suddenly, and I saw varying images flash across its surface like a reflective mirror. I saw war, burning cities, and red-eyed creatures tearing through battlefields, killing Lycans and wolves. They tore into anyone standing in their way. It was horrible. And then... I saw Caleb, covered in blood, beneath a silver crown. I stumbled backward. "What is this?" "Possibilities," the woman replied quietly.

Dominic was fighting to wake up, and Killian was fighting to keep her in the dark. And she? She was the one holding the match, ready to see which monster would burn first.

“This marks the sixth death in two months. The Council has yet to identify the group calling themselves the ‘Rogue Cell,’ led by the mysterious ‘Monster Queen.’ Fear is gripping the Alpha Elite as the killer continues to bypass the most advanced security systems in Nocturna…” I scoffed and muted the screen. "The Monster Queen. What a ridiculous name." "She’s efficient, Kaelen," Silas reminded me. "No DNA. No footprints. Just bodies." The elevator opened to the penthouse of Lord Aaron, a man who had spent his life hoarding riches and looking down on the weak. Now, he was slumped over his desk, his eyes wide with a terror that had frozen on his face. The room was covered in blood. Whoever did

We can't afford to let one of them slip between us, or better yet, fall between us. ”Okay. Come on Emm. I'll stay back to back with Leviathan. You will hug me while keeping Rose glued to your back.” ”Okay.” Now then. You might be wondering, what does these monsters look like. Well they are literally decaying corpses with skin peeling off of them and all kinds of bugs in and on them. They are cowered in dried blood, mud, dust and even spiderwebs.

The more superstitious ones backed off in fear that the girls were getting possessed. The girls eventually morphed into huge disfigured muscly monsters that lashed out with vengeance. As chaos descended in the building, Nozomi stood at the top. She welcomed the fresh air entering her airways, which felt too clogged up with the clammy air from the building. Then, she glanced down dispassionately at the created monsters. They were wiping the floor with their abusers and bathing in their blood.

The man closed the doors, got back into the van and drove away with a speed. "Help! Somebody help me!" I screamed the last scream in my body. I collapsed on the wet, muddy, smelly ground and began to cry again. I had no idea where I was, no idea where to go. The swamp looked like something out of a horror movie. Weird noises came from the distance and it was getting darker quickly. I was left for dead out in this mosquito infested swamp by the woman who supposed to be my soon-to-be mother-in-law.