Monsters Nightcore Novels & Stories

My breath hitched in my throat when my eyes met his. "It's been a long time,” he spoke, his lips turning upwards in his sweetest smile but I knew what was behind that smile. A monster. The monster who tortured me, who killed my sister and now wanted to kill me. A voice in my head screamed to give up. I was tired of running. Tired of being scared and tired of always looking over my shoulder for his shadow that always followed me.

That beast Nicodra describes with such passion-the monster. I prance through the trees like bait, asking something to hunt me. Somehow his scent is all around as if he's been scouring this wood for hours already, rubbing his thick coat on the bark of each tree he passes. When I prepare to dash, a low, guttural noise warns me not to. I look over my shoulder and he's there like a ghost. He's the phantom of the forest and no one trespasses without paying the consequence.

After roaming the dark and eerie corridor, she knew she was in a terrible nightmare. Out of the blues and in a sharp twist of events, a large silhouette of a hand grabbed her neck. It swung her to the corner of the corridor, thrashing the shelves and spilling the books scattered on the floor. “Today you die”, a voice from the hand screamed. A sound loud enough to burst one's eardrum.

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

BOOM! It was a taunting sound that only seemed to grow louder his eyes were straining to see through the ever-growing and changing darkness. It was growing dark faster to thick and heavy for him to see clearly. To think that it was only 4 pm, Jake knew with fall and winter approaching they would be getting less and less sunlight and that worried him greatly. He did not know why he never believed in monsters and ghouls but now lost in the dark with that pounding echoing in his ears.

The soldiers answered without hiding their sadness. Dylan couldn't care less about any of that stuff. Because he didn't understand how to hesitate when dealing with monsters even though they indicated that they were once human. He wanted to go back quickly. "Let's stop for now. Then notify the next group on guard to set up barricades in this area.” Nighttime is the perfect time to hunt monsters because of the tendency of monsters to hide. But it would be deadly if the hunter wasn't used to moving around at night. Fortunately, Dylan gets help from soldiers under the auspices of Faris who are agile at night.

No, a puzzle, but somehow a clue, that goes like this. "Don’t you remember those happy voices in your mind as you sleep? Or maybe the screams you hear of terror in a nightmare. What is a nightmare? Isn’t a nightmare a small prison you’re trapped in, with no hopes of waking? Why? Because you never know you’re asleep. You forget everything, your name, your life, and who you are. The only thing to accompany you are the monsters that laugh in your mind, that taunt you, knowing everything. Your life, your happiness, everything that had been stolen away. But the scariest part of the nightmare won’t be the monsters. They aren’t scary themselves. The most fearful thing of all is that they are yours.

The scent of men who had already used their toys. My thighs pressed together out of instinct, trembling as I thought of what was coming. Of the men they said came here. The Monsters of the North. The beasts who didn’t just fuck—they destroyed. The ones who were said to knot a girl so hard she couldn’t walk for days, who split cunts and left them dripping with seed like trophies. The goddess should’ve struck me dead before letting me end up here. And then, Suddenly— The music stopped. The pounding, screaming, filthy bass went dead all at once, like the world had been yanked out from under me. My breathing was all I could hear, shallow and ragged under the blindfold.

His face softened and I hurried to him and he wrapped me in his arms. " I can't believe I mind linked. That's never happened before." I exclaimed. Ben and Daniel exchanged glances but I didn't make a deal of it. They probably just thought it was abit weird. "Alpha we should probably be heading back now." Daniel said to which Ben nodded in agreement. They changed again into their wolf forms as that would get us back alot quicker. Rachel was already on Daniels back holding onto his fur tightly as he began to run through the forest followed by me on Ben's back. I held onto him like my life depended on it.

"She doesn't know about our world. It's better this way." "She's so perfect. So fragile." His voice broke with agony. "If she finds out what kind of monster I really am, she'll be terrified." My heart almost stopped. Ryder... wasn't human? "Bullshit," one of his buddies jeered. "If you’re so tough, then stop whining on that encrypted forum every night. 'Midnight_Howler'... real creative." Midnight_Howler. I memorized the ID. I slipped back to my room and opened my laptop. I found the hidden forum called "The Den". With a few tricks, I registered and got in.