Mutated Monsters Novels & Stories

“I knew you were a different sort of adventurer. Most adventurers only visit this stage for money. They work with the Shady Merchant and gather items for him, then leave and continue their journey, ignoring everything else. You’re different.” Blushing, Zen thanked her compliment. Hernie was nowhere near sober, so he poured her a glass of water as she continued her story. After discovering the cause for undead mushroom monsters, Hernie wondered if there was a way to mutate these monsters with a different influence. Monsters were only evil because of the negative emotions that they were born from. Would things be different if Hernie could induce some positivity or even reduce the negativity? “

She desired for something unbeatable and could cause real terror as she plays with a newly whetted dagger on her hand. Two large cage are brought inside the hall. One large cage have one huge monster akin to the one Maridelle has previously transformed; the other cage is filled with small creatures varrying in sizes. They were once ordinary animals but Vamoire’s experimentation on them had caused mutations that had turned them into what they are now.

The more superstitious ones backed off in fear that the girls were getting possessed. The girls eventually morphed into huge disfigured muscly monsters that lashed out with vengeance. As chaos descended in the building, Nozomi stood at the top. She welcomed the fresh air entering her airways, which felt too clogged up with the clammy air from the building. Then, she glanced down dispassionately at the created monsters. They were wiping the floor with their abusers and bathing in their blood.

and then a semitransparent purple screen popped into existence in front of him with a message. [Welcome Samuel Leon, I am your system. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your above average strength and defensive capabilities combined with your capacity for cruelty, you have been given the Class of.....Dark Knight, along with the skill, (Dark Charge) and (Aura Control). You've also been given a +5 to Health, Strength and Defensive stats. Information on Class and Skills can be received if you desire. Congratulations on your Rebirth, and remember; Accept your darkness....but do not become it.]

she continued, “their blood responds before their minds do. That is why mates feel one another across distance. Why separation feels like illness.” Her gaze drifted knowingly toward me, though Mae had asked. “That is also why denying it can be fatal.” The candles flickered, shadows crawling across the walls. “Not everyone who is recognized should be turned,” the Ancient One said. “But those who ask. Those who step forward and choose the monster willingly—” She leaned toward us, voice lowering. “They almost always survive.” Her eyes locked fully onto mine. “Because the change does not create the darkness,” she said. “It only gives it permission.”

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

“Which checks out—since you’re just a pretty little cunt with daddy issues.” Crack. The back of my hand slammed across his mouth so hard his head jerked sideways. I stepped into him, eyes locked on his, and my voice low and shaking. “Wrong,” I whispered. “I’m your worst fucking nightmare.” His lip split, but he only laughed like a maniac. I’d met his kind before—men who fed on fear, one who didn’t break with pain. But even monsters had a threshold. And I knew exactly where to find his.

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

"True, we're no match for you. That's why we released that thing. Though not fully mature, it should handle you well enough." As he finished speaking, thunderous crashes rang out. The building ahead collapsed, and through the dust cloud, a figure emerged with a roar. Many prisoners fainted at the sight. Before them stood a monster; its dark brown skin and limbs were five times normal size, standing over ten feet tall. Though human-faced, it had a rhinoceros-like horn on its forehead. "Is this the monster Elliott mentioned?" Felix snickered. Elliott's old experiments involved similar genetic mutations, combining human and animal genes for enhancement. Now, it had reached such an absurd state.

Lucia’s POV My head snapped back. “What monster?” Jorgsten leaned forward. “The monster that lives in the waters. The wolves mutating every living thing had a lot of toxic waste that was dumped straight into the ocean. That formed the monster.” Did he hear the words coming out of his mouth? How did that make any sense? Jorgsten sighed, shaking his head. “This is why I do not like dealing with logic types.” But he went further to explain anyway.