Monstrous Heart Manga Novels & Stories

Chain sword (she summoned Mika's chain sword which was a chain with sharp blade at the end then she cut off Mika's head, disappearing immediately Mika died) LOGAN: (felt a sharp pain in his heart. He unbutton the first two buttons and saw that the heart side of his chest has turned purple) Shit. I won't ruin this victory for others (he buttoned up and walked away after looking at Mika's headless body and the scattered blood) ^_^:-*^_^:-*^_^:-*^_^:-*^_^:-*^_^:-*^_^:-*^_^ MAKEITH: Itsum Ninjentsu

…heart… bleeding… ○|￣|_ Young master... Can I... get a hug too? 〒▽〒

I stagger, blood loss making the world spin. Kael’s voice cuts through it—harsh and broken. “DOWN!” I drop without thinking. The Heart lunges past me—straight into Kael’s blade. He drives it up under the monster’s exposed ribcage, both hands braced, the impact shuddering up his arms. The blade punches through muscle and bone—bursting out the thing’s back in a geyser of black blood. The Heart spasms. Screams. Kael rips the blade free in a savage, wrenching twist that tears half the ribcage apart.

GRAAAOOOOOORRRRRR "Damn it!" BOOOOOMMMMM Just as he was busy thinking about how to get out of the formation, he was suddenly attacked by a strange monster from in front of him. Although he managed to retreat, for some reason his hands were shaking just from holding off the monster's sudden attack. The monster, which had four arms and looked like a human, stared at Jun Ke with lustful eyes, for some reason seeing him as if he were the opposite sex. Jun Ke sensed that something was wrong and immediately attacked the monster with his sword.

was over. What a joke. I felt a tear slip out of the corner of my eye, joining the rain. *Thump.* My heart gave one last, violent shudder. A final beat that echoed in my ears. And then, everything went black. Chapter 4

*Rina* The beast let her go immediately,his eyes changing from red, blue, to dark then finally it settle to the normal blue. I hurried towards Maya to help her up,she was crying and breathing so hard I felt guilty. She push me away and quickly ran out of the room,I turn around to see the beast,my fear returning I bolted the room and ran put,having no idea where I was running to, I knew of I didn't run I may end up like Maya and this time no one would save me.

suddenly the door was slammed open and then a red-headed man walked into scar's chambers with an envelope in his hand. " Did you get what I asked you?" Asked scar as he continued to sip from his glass of whiskey which was neatly placed in front of him. " Yes I did, " said the red-haired man as he handed over a brown envelope to scar. Scar, quickly opened it to see what was inside, but he was shocked when he saw a picture" You didn't tell me you were also checking out a beautiful girl from your human world" said scar as he continued to stare at the photo in from of him, for some reason, he found himself lost in the picture, he couldn't take his eyes of a young girl in that photo, but then th

The Heart of Eldara pulsed violently in her hand, the light it emitted flickering as if it were struggling to stay lit against the encroaching darkness. The rumble turned into a deafening roar, and out of the fissure rose a monstrous form. Towering over her, it resembled a hybrid of beast and shadow, its elongated limbs twisting unnaturally as it clawed its way free. Its eyes were hollow, empty pits, and its mouth split open unnervingly wide, emitting a low, guttural growl that sent shivers down Sasha’s spine. She staggered backward, her instincts screaming at her to run, but her legs felt as heavy as lead. The Heart burned hotter in her palm, and a sudden voice echoed in her mind.

Because, I’ve read somewhere before that other than fantasy books with hellishly long storyline and particular world building, books which was written to suit the romance genre shouldn’t depict too much of characters’ other than the main characters’ life. Even though this world more or less fit the fantasy genre. And even more so, when I was chosen to live inside a world as such. On the floor of a roofless wooden carriage, a huge and white furred monster was lying dormant. It looked like a polar bear with long ears like a hare, and claws more prominent than a rarely trimmed claw of a wild cat. This thing is huge. I was pondering by myself while I stood at the end of its head; portruding out