Monstrous Heart Manga Novels & Stories

Elsewhere – High Tower of the Crescent Hall Perfera observed it all from the window, hands shaking over a bowl of black water, eyes wide with fright. "I told you," she breathed. "He would believe me." Her voice trembled, though. She had witnessed something in the mirror. Not only Krishna. But the Rite. The Flameheart. Krishna was no longer running. And that scared her more than the monsters. Back in the Battlefield Miyal finally brought down the monster — a clean thrust through the heart. It screamed, fell, and became ash. Warriors around him had spared the children. Reinforcements flooded in. The infirmary remained intact.

Monster Romance • Alpha/Omega • Forced Proximity • Dark Romance Isabel has spent her whole life running from Alphas and hiding who she really is. Ever since monsters revealed their existence and seized control of the world, being an omega has become a life sentence of slavery. And she refuses to accept that fate. So she pretends to be a beta. But when Isabel is chosen to work directly under Razor — the most powerful, dominant, and dangerous of all the monsters — she realizes her lie is about to fall apart. He watches too closely. He knows too much. And he seems determined to drag out the secret she's been guarding. When an accident puts her family in danger, Isabel discovers there'

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

"Tell me something. How wet is your pussy now?" "It's not. Let me go." "No? Because your eyes tell a different story." I draw her up to stand, wrap my arm around her, and hold her back to my front. I set the flat of my hand over her chest, feeling the wild beating of her heart. "As does your heart."

and Makimi pouts. “Alright! Alright! I get it… so can we move that corpse somewhere before that?” says Natsuko while pointing at the corpse of the tentacle monster. Pouring some water on the corpse, Ayame says- “I think I’ve seen this in the book… lemme check!” and she takes out her phone and goes through her images. Makimi leans in to see what she was seeing and sees descriptive images of yokai stored on her phone. She scrolls through while reading their names.

I avoid looking at the crime scene as he carries me out of the bedroom, leaving Damon behind. He carries me into another room, lays me down, covers me with a fuzzy blanket, carefully lies down beside me, and pulls me into his arms. Even though I'm aware of the awful thing that happened in the other bedroom, I lean into his touch and let the monster comfort me. "Sleep, baby; I got you. Always will. You're safe."

I am a monster, one of my kind, oozing with power every supernatural being around me cowering away, bowing down their heads. Without second-guessing what I must do, I jumped over him, pinned him beneath me. Fear was the last thing he ever saw before I ripped his heart out, not needing to prolong his death. I have an army to kill, an army who started running the moment I held Greco’s heart in my heart and crushed it.

The moment the door was slammed shut, I flinched. My heart almost jumping off. What was that? I stared at the door, stunned before shaking my head to get this clear. This is the second time…. “Rosalia,” I stammered, confused. Whenever that name was mentioned he always becomes this tense. Mira… what exactly have you gotten yourself into? I groaned and dragged a hand through my hair. My heart racing faster. Why do I suddenly feel like something bad is about to happen? I bit my lip and shook my head, fear gripping me harder now.

Mariya bombarded him with questions. "I've been here in Japan for a month now, and wanted to settle everything first, before I decided to show myself to you, guys... And to answer your second question, I left my heart here at Angel Voices, and I intend to keep it for myself..." Kei gently told Mariya, as he is looking at her straight in the eye, as if he's searching her inner soul. "Huh? What do you mean by that?" Mariya asked, while looking confused.

Without saying another word to him, my hands flew to his chest, using every strength I could find, I determined to push him off the wine bar, yet he didn't budge, instead he tried to grab my hand, which I swiftly yanked away. "Don't you dare touch me, you cold-blooded demon!" I glared at him, shouting at the top of my voice. "Do you know what's too dangerous for me?" I asked, gesturing with my hands. "You!" "You're a monster. Why can't you leave me alone?" I demanded. "Why can't you let me be?" His lips curled upwards and a low derisive chuckle escaped his lips. He seemed amused. His eyes spoke of how much pleasure he derived from my distress, they glinted with amusement.