Novel & Cerita Monstrous Book

But my grandfather sent me again to another school named 'HARRISON UNIVERSITY' A typical but high-end school congested with bitches, nerds, lovers, jerks, bullies, and the pathetic ones who love to see themselves bullied. Not until I started to see bizarre things, I never wish to involve with. 'Monsters'—that's what Harrison University has. From that day on, I learn that all things happening inside this campus are bound to each other. Too late for me to realize that these will lead me to the place where I can find the identity that I myself don't want to bring back.

It was a dream but that's exactly what happened and his brain was using it to torment him. "Hey came down, Jake, hey". Celeste said trying to hold him stable on the hospital bed. "The monster, it's a monster ". He cried aloud ". "Jake you're fine okay,there's no monster".Xayne assured. "This is all because of your mysterious boyfriend's book". Celeste fired. "He's not my boyfriend,what the hell is wrong with you?". "He had the book same book that black creature attacked you for". "It's called a wolf".Xayne whispered.

Arthur just shrugged. Mila gave him a vexed look and flipped through the pages. She was looking for a cannibal who was scared of light, but there were quite a few monsters mentioned in this book that were cannibals and were afraid of light. So, she started looking at illustrations to see if any bite marks matched the victims, but there was nothing. “Oh, this was a waste,” Mila snapped the book shut. Arthur was still very quiet. “What is wrong with you?” Mila demanded.

"They have, ever since she was born." Cassandra set the little serpent among the piles of gold coins. The creature sagged in defeat and exhaustion after lying before that terrible fire. "There it is," Vasilisa's voice came from behind a mountain of walnut-sized raw rubies. It wasn't hard to find the book. It was placed on a golden stand in between two golden Sirin statues. The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing.

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

This monster hunted down pregnant women and by the time she felt satiated, she had a total number of 600 dead pregnant women and they were her sacrifice for power. She is not a wolf... She is a skin-walker, a shapeshifter. One that could turn into any supernatural creature she desired and yet, it was still not enough for dear Felecia. She challenged an old mage in the realms of the Fae's and she was given a rude awakening that light and darkness do not mix and that light will always prevail even in it's dying moments. She was beaten to an inch of her life to which she barely survived and should have died. A blessing and relief it would have been to nature but goody-two shoes Gregory had to s

"I gave you the chance to prove yourself to me, despite what you did to me in the past. But now you've only confirmed you're a monster. It is over between us!" Her words slammed into me, shaking me to my core. My eyes lit up in shock, I couldn't get myself to say another word. The weight of what I heard left me speechless. Then she walked away, and slammed the door behind her, leaving me rooted to my spot in total bewilderment. What do I do? I dropped to my knees as tears rolled down my cheeks, all I heard were her last words that kept replaying in my head. 'A Monster' 'It's over! It's OVER!'

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

Worse, I laughed and sank my teeth into her arm, biting until it was torn and bleeding. When she tried to eat, I grabbed her plate and threw up into it. When she did laundry, I threw up into the washing machine. The crowd erupted, cursing me, saying I didn't deserve to live. But I just stood there, lost. I had no memory of any of this. I never did any of it. I couldn't speak. I couldn't write. All I could do was shake my head over and over. Even my mother hesitated. "Ophelia, why don't I remember any of this?"

Those who got bitten by blood moths beforehand had gone insane and had attacked others like feral beasts. Tyr was uncomfortable after seeing this scene. Xavion turned his head and glanced at Tyr. He asked, “What’s wrong? Are you upset?” Tyr took a deep breath and wondered out loud, “Where did these blood moths come from?” “The fake Shrine!” Xavion explained, “There is a monster who resides in this space. Like you, he wants to become a God by collecting the five magical books. He goes by the name Ulricus Mammet. He also wants the world to become tumultuous for the final book to he born.