Mutated Monsters Novels & Stories

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"

"The bond has rotted your minds!" Aziel caught the man’s wrist, his grip so fierce the bones crunched. He leaned in, his eyes hard as flint. "We aren't monsters, Thorne. We’re the evolution you were too afraid to achieve." He twisted, and the traitor slumped, his life leaking into the dirt. "Corrupted?" Aziel roared to the remaining combatants, his voice resonating with a terrifying, amplified authority. "The bond has made us unstoppable! Lior, show them! What does the prophecy show you now?"

Darkness answered. My shimmering essence spread outward like a storm. Dozens of mutants froze. Bound. Restricted. Crushed. But there were too many. Far too many. Elias raised his hand. The shadows obeyed. The world darkened. The attack became overwhelming. Monsters came from every direction. Massive creatures. Twisted creatures. Dead creatures. Things that should never have existed. I cut through them. Destroyed them. Shattered them. Yet more arrived. Again. And again.

And then a third. The ground seemed to rumble under them, and the air began trembling as the noise grew and the source of it finally appeared. From the interior of the main building, three colossal, mutated wolves stormed forward. Their fur was covered with strange patches and jagged muscles that bulged as if their very flesh had been reshaped with cruelty and science. Their eyes glowed red in the gloom, dripping with a strange foul smelling fluid. Their jaws were overlarge, with teeth that looked like jagged broken pieces of steel. Their claws were elongated, twisted into deadly hooks, and they moved with a terrible speed that made Damon growl in warning. “Behold!” Elias roared, throwing hi

Their heartbeats were steady, heavy thuds I could hear even from ten feet away. "You chose the monsters over your own biology! And now you want the credit? You want to be Queen?" He laughed. The sound was dry and sharp. He turned to the crowd. "She isn't a Queen!" Kaine yelled. "She is a mutation! She is a freak created by the same scientists who broke the moon! She doesn't care about your hunger. She only cares about her pet wolves!" The crowd shifted. A ripple of cortisol. Some of the Nulls looked away, their muscles tensing in a primal flight response. Kaine was tapping into a lifetime of biological fear.

It was the government’s idea—even if the people wanted to raise some scruples; they had no right when it was the government who’s protecting them from death. 6 months after the break-out of the virus, the plants and animals also mutated. Either having abilities or becoming a monster similar to zombies. Though rare, it was still not a good thing for people—especially mutated animals. A certain base fell because of an attack by Bird Zombies, while some mercenaries told the government that they encountered Cat Zombies, which killed a lot of their members with its agile movements and sharp claws.

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

“It’s far too late for that, dear Bonnie, the next batch has already begun.” Soundhound snapped his fingers and the cocoons pumped blue energy into each of the cops. Their bodies began to mutate and expanded in drastic proportions. Each one gained a strange, hostile feature that resembled various sea creatures but in humanoid form. Bonnie and the Yoshidas watched the victims transform into savage monstrosities. The cocoons released the test subjects. Eight Kaiju surrounded the group.

To Mwajuma, they were the ultimate manifestation of the toxic, violent male spirit—beasts that existed only to destroy the beauty of the world. To the reader, the horror was entirely different. These were the boys from the Breeding Quarters. These were the men Zuri had force-fed the Blight-Sap only hours ago, their bodies violently mutated, their minds shattered by agonizing torture, dropped into the jungle specifically to be slaughtered. "Hold the line!" Zuri shouted. Mwajuma didn't hold the line. She became the offensive front. She stepped past the iridescent spears of the Vanguard, placing herself directly at the edge of the abyssal drop. The first three monsters vaulted over the lip of t

A, I gave the monster the ability to locate anywhere in MistWorld. I also added monsters like the last one I had created just in case the monsters arrived and I needed a chance to escape. This time, I gave them super strength, a little more height, and speed. The black mist appeared just as three scorpion-wolves stepped out of the forest, their eyes on me, and roared. Taking an involuntary step back, I summoned my earth powers. Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long.