Novel & Cerita Monstrous Book

“Why do you like this so much? Why do you have to rile me up to the point I must hurt you?” “You are a fucking monster,” I hissed through the sensations. It was as if my body was wildfire. The harder Dominic slammed, the tighter my pussy clammed his length. “Oh, baby, you are trying too hard to convince yourself of my monstrosity that it is a laughable factor now. Or maybe, you like to be fucked this way? You liked to be ravaged by me?” To what extent was I depraved to desire to be fucked by a man whose blood killed mine?

"Zergs have corrosive blood! Their shells are hard! They are immune to bullets! Normal people can't kill them!" "Can or can't, we'll see after I try," I say, eyeing the joint between the monster's head and body. I kick off the wall, launching myself into the air. "And who said I was normal?" The Zerg opens its mandibles. I catch its antennae mid-air and swing myself onto its back. I flip the axe in my hand. Thwack. I drive the blade precisely into the gap in its neck armor. I hold onto the handle for dear life as the monster thrashes. I twist the blade. Green slime sprays out. I dodge to the side, avoiding the corrosive splash. Below me, I can feel the axe handle melting from the acid.

The kind of strength that survives monsters like Lucian. And I had mocked her for it. Now I understood. I dressed quietly, every motion practiced. The last thing I wanted was to be near him when he woke. The basement was forbidden, and I had no desire to learn what secrets he kept there. Instead, I slipped toward his office. It was dim, lined with books and the faint smell of smoke and rot. On his desk lay an open volume. The title caught my eye: The Northern Wolves. Curiosity pried at me.

“Which checks out—since you’re just a pretty little cunt with daddy issues.” Crack. The back of my hand slammed across his mouth so hard his head jerked sideways. I stepped into him, eyes locked on his, and my voice low and shaking. “Wrong,” I whispered. “I’m your worst fucking nightmare.” His lip split, but he only laughed like a maniac. I’d met his kind before—men who fed on fear, one who didn’t break with pain. But even monsters had a threshold. And I knew exactly where to find his.

I watched them with wide eyes when I saw the black wolf suddenly run away from the grey wolf, and it felt like he was afraid of something. "I will come back for you, Victoria." I could feel the hair on my skin stood up when I heard an unfamiliar voice, and it was deep and scary; I looked around the park, but I hadn't seen anyone, and I saw the black wolf staring at me, and I shook my head when I thought it was him who communicated with me. I think I started to become crazy because of Oliver Prize.

If Elijah wanted to break me, both physically and mentally, no one would be able to come to my rescue. If my family were willing to marry me off to mad man, who would want to save me from him? I survived and managed to escape from the hands of monsters about six years ago. But I do not wish to go through the same thing all over again. I already knew what was waiting for me. Men who are not satisfied with the amount of lavish power they have are the most dangerous beings in the world. Their appetite can never be satisfied and I already knew that Elijah was one of these men.

“The better prepared we are for battle, the greater the odds of our succeeding.” “You refer to the vampires as monsters when, technically, you are one as well,” Hank mused. “I am one of many things,” Jasper thoughtfully admitted. “Having spent time amongst all three of what I am, I believe that the vampire is the worst of them. Therefore, he qualifies as a monster. If I am also a monster, I pray to keep that part of me subdued until I am able to eradicate vampirism from my body.” Hank sounded impressed as he asked, “You can do that?”

Their arms were so long they used them to walk along with their two legs, like the gorillaens I had once seen in the zoo back at Coven Community. These beasts had huge heads like wolves, fangs as long as my arm, their eyes were snake-like, and their huge bodies had thick muscles designed by a map of veins. They had long scorpion tails. These were monsters that have never been heard of or seen in the history of Mistworld. They didn't look like demons either. I'd read about all the types of demons, so I was certain these weren't demons. "What in Zhyrie's name are these things from?" I muttered to myself in horror.

Suddenly, the ground began to quake. As the growl of an unknown monster’s voice filled the air, the mountain split open, and a chasm appeared. Then, a massive horned head emerged from the valley. The monster had a large mouth with two rows of sharp teeth. A foul and foreboding atmosphere suffused the surroundings. At the sight of the monster, both Jules and Monica retreated slightly. Emperor Jabari immediately drew out a small amount of his power from the Celestial Abode.

“We kill the monster. One of the rulers created this monster because they are the only ones powerful enough to create such.” “How sure are you?” “I don't know but we have to save those innocent people.” Janeka said. “It was a success stealing the book of the unbinding. I cloaked it with my magic.” Earnestine laughed. They heard a growl that echoed across the skies, making them shiver before they took each other's arms. “Are you ready?” Earnestine asked. “Always.” Janeka answered.