Monsters Unchained Novels & Stories

World-ending. The monster looked down at the bonded pair. Its eyes burning with fury. "If I cannot reclaim the bond..." The corruption intensified. The chamber began collapsing around them. "...then I will destroy it." The entire sanctuary shook. And deep beneath the ruins— Something enormous awakened.

Then it devolved into pure, unadulterated chaos. The interior was a cathedral of decay. Rusted machinery cast long shadows in the light filtering through broken roof panels. The monsters were… wrong. They looked like boars, but their skin was scaled and glistening, their tusks dripping with a saliva that smoked where it hit the concrete. Their eyes were milky white, blind but somehow tracking us. Bryan was in his element, launching fireballs and laughing maniacally as he kited three of them around a giant, dead loom. “C’MON, UGLIES! RIGHT HERE!”

And soon enough my own predictions has come through, turns out the Monster Stampede is actually got chased by something. “[The monster Stampede is actually got chased by 4 Tier 4 monsters!…and they too were actually infected with the berserk status ailment!….]”.(Mina) “GOOOOOOAAAARRHHHHHH!!!!!…...”.(Frenzy Earth Basilisk)

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

______ CASSIE The next morning, I woke up to another text from George. I had slept off earlier so I missed the numerous calls from George. << George: Good morning, Sunshine! Coffee? >> I stared at my phone, groggy, saw throat and half-covered in blankets. I wanted to ignored him but instead, I found myself typing back. >> Some of us have work, Sinclair. << His response came almost instantly. >> George: And some of us own businesses and make our own schedules, Davidson. <<

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.

The stench of blood, the sounds of chaos, the sights of decapitated and dismembered bodies and squashed brains of those people who dared to snatch her away from me was all I could see and think of and I couldn't suppress the monster in me that basked in the promise of havoc and war. And completely letting go of that one last string of restraint, I became one with that monster that had been tucked away for years, that monster that I had forced to go into hibernation, that monster that had begged to be let loose from the thick, frosty shackles of calmness and restraint since that night that had plagued my night and day, until she came along. I don't know when the deal became sealed when the ha

The shadows slither forward and around me. The roars and cheers of the monsters get louder as they step forward. The shadows crawl up my legs, but I stay calm. Their icy tendrils wrap around me before they slither down my arms and back to the floor with a satisfied moan. I watch as thousands of monsters step through the open Gate. Some snarl and hiss at each other. “ENOUGH!” I shout as they go quiet. “You called on me. I am here. You want redemption for what you did?” I shout and they growl and roar and I smirk to myself.

said Shadow Moon. Umbra and I looked at Earthbound Immortal Aslla Piscu’s ATK drop to zero “no my Earthbound Immortal” said Dark Signer Applejack “but this effect only last for two turns, next I pendulum summon!!” Suddenly 3 more monsters appeared in our field “level 4 Flame of the Abyss, level 3 Mothership of Shadow and level 5 King of Shadows” I looked at Flames of the Abyss, Mothership of Shadow and King of Shadows appeared in our field. “It’s time to up the anti, it’s time to shadow overlay my level 5 King of Shadows and Arnold’s Level 5 Minecraft Horror: Lapis Lady!!” Umbra shouted, then he clicked his fingers and a Shadow Overlay appeared behind us “ready Arnold” said Umbra “I am” I sh

Love pushes us beyond the boundaries. The Harbinger of Doom was a scary force and when he fought, there was no iota of fear. I felt helpless. There is no way I'd be able to control such a being. He was darkness personified, a being of pure darkness. He fought with the strength of all the hosts of hell combined. He had this dormant fire in his eyes, as though he was bored. I could feel his emotions and it was void. He was unfazed by everything. An unchained God of demons, an unstoppable force. I couldn't wrest control no matter how hard I tried. I was handicapped. He was so powerful, I was as insignificant as a bug.