Monstrous Characters Novels & Stories

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

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. *********

Ancanta observed the tears running down the boy's cheeks, which she felt extremely sad for, and she was terrified to look at the towering lady who was torturing a kid, whose back was imprinted with a tall monster. "You know, Ancanta, there are a lot of creatures in this planet. The most terrifying monsters would be imprisoned in the darkest pit known as Tatarus, where Hades must also fear ", Hector explained. "However, there is still a type of monster in this planet since humans were born. It is established by greedy, petty human beings, or it may even arise from defending people we love." "It's terrifying," Ancanta whispered gently as she grasped Hector's arm and quickly dragged her body in

The howling grew louder, almost deafening, until it felt like the forest itself was screaming in warning. Out of the maelstrom, they emerged. Three monstrous creatures stepped forward, their forms grotesque and twisted. They were unlike anything Magnus, Lara, or Alex had ever seen—hulking beasts with elongated limbs and eyes that glowed a sickly yellow in the darkness. Their bodies were covered in matted fur, patches of rotting flesh visible beneath. Saliva dripped from their gaping jaws, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth.

It's a monster. "Get rid of the boy and take the girl to the pack!" ordered the blonde woman. "We just need the girl." The shackled monster has characteristics similar to a wolf but is more brutal and vicious. He started to open his mouth wide. I like Bewitched. I couldn't move my body at all; I couldn't even think. The monster opened its mouth as wide as possible until its jaw tore open. Sharp teeth protruded from the lacerations of his jaw. His jaw now even resembles that of a crocodile. All of them are filled with sensitive teeth.

There's no fear in him, and his face signifies sinister. All of a sudden, the atmosphere becomes heavier, and soon enough, a shill holder dominates the whole realm. All village, all kingdoms, heard her cry of agony. Audra looks at Donovan once again, before they all disappear in a heavy mist of ice and fire. "In this realm, we are the so-called monsters. But now, I pity you, for the real monster has just been awakened." She whispers in the air, enough for him to hear.

Next to everyones name except for mine was the word deceased. As I turned the pages there were drawings of what the author thought was my monster but the more pages I flipped through, the more the images changed and began to resemble me and the way I looked when I shifted. A large black monster neither wolf nor vampire but something in between, it had the extended teeth of a vampire but a snout like a wolf, the ears were small and pinned to the head whilst the body was huge, muscle after muscle bulging everywhere. A thin layer of black fur coated the dark skin whilst razor sharp claws were protruding from the hands and feet, it really was a disgusting sight but that was one hundred percent m

Chapter 4 In the past, the army has a classification of monsters. Low-grade for the petty infected, medium for the monsters without intellectual knowledge, medium-high for those infected that can communicate and have a brain to plot things, high for those mutant and legendary monsters that only appear on the myths or legend, and lastly, the demons, they are highly intellectual being with so much greed. If you think that you’re facing some high-graded monster… run! There’s no one that can take that thing down! But the foolish kid that I’m holding keeps on banging my chest, fuck this is a delicate body! He’s saying ‘take that down! Take that down!’ I almost stumble when he grabbed my hair

Others were reduced to ash – something that I recognized as being done by dragon flame. The smell was the corpses of men and monsters, many partially charred, but all starting to bloat in the warmth of the day. The monsters were like ants – Rue had been correct about that – but most were the size of men and there were bigger ones the size of dragons scattered amongst them. They had teardrop-shaped heads with oversized mandible pinchers, coarse spikes over the hard carapace of their segmented bodies, and sharply pointed legs. So many, I thought, chilled. There were just so very, very many…

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?