My Disciples Are All Invincible Monsters Novels & Stories

the Sword Sect Master asked his disciple. “Sect Master, there’s… a monster! A terrifying monster—he slaughtered a hundred disciples right before my eyes, just like butchering animals!” replied the young man, his eyes still avoiding the Sword Sect Master’s gaze. But the fear in the young man’s voice made it clear that what he had witnessed was something so horrifying it had left his heart and mind in a state of unending terror.

There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear. Someone reached out to touch me. It wasn't Kael. It was a softer, warmer touch, checking my eyelids, my pulse. "The Luna is in shock, her heart rate is dropping rapidly!" "We need to stabilize her spirit immediately." "Quick, get the moonstone elixir!" "No! Her wolf is going dormant!" What happened? Were they talking about me? Is my wolf, Selene, dying? I didn't know. I only felt my eyelids getting heavier, so incredibly sleepy.

A monster? The moment we step onto the grounds, the smell hits. It's the smell of copper and rot and something disgusting. My stomach lurches. Kira swears under her breath. Isaiah's jaw tightens as the backup soldiers fan out, their boots silent on the snow, their weapons drawn. Then the chanting reaches us. It's loud enough to vibrate in my bones. My hand rests on my stomach, my palm flattening over my bump on instinct. 'Please,' I think desperately. 'Please be okay.‘

He was invincible and unstoppable. “Scram!” Andrius glared at the Lowe family disciples and shouted. Feeling like they were struck by lightning, many of the disciples collapsed on the spot, their hearts rupturing as they foamed at the mouth. They were literally scared to death. Only a few managed to run away while pissing themselves. “Quincey, Mr. Monroe, are you both okay?” Andrius checked their pulses and sighed in relief when he found they were fine. “Mr. Moonshade…”

Since lord Dido was inducted into the court in his father's plea at a younger age, it was also his right to sit beside the eldest man of Nutusel in every court gathering. "The richest man in Nutusel, of course." Uttered papa Nouriza Nouriza. "Batard Depinn, we can not see, Sporge- the hunter of honor we see. Shall we attend to him so we all might get some rest?" Suggested lord Bright, and he sat again. "You are correct, lord Bright - the hunter of honor, what do you have to say concerning the creature you brought into Nutusel?" "My great lord general, call it by its inscription. A monster."

When the invasion started, the voice empowered its most loyal servants with unimaginable power that would allow them to dominate all life on Earth. These entities were called conduits, humans with a direct connection to the omnipresent voice. But the chosen were limited both in numbers and strength. The voice wanted new creatures to follow its bidding to quicken the invasion so it gave the conduits the ability to turn the creatures of Earth into monsters that followed their every whim. The conduits used this newfound power to create monsters that followed their will, ranging from petty human desires to causing genocide.

asked the man with slicked-back blond -streaked hair. It was Cassian who answered before I could. “So far, Lord Thanos,” he said respectfully. “We compared her words with the forensics. It aligns. More than aligns, actually. She’s spot on.” Lord Thanos didn’t look pleased. In fact, he seemed to be struggling not to scowl. It was clear, he’d been hoping for a reason to discredit me. Leonidas leaned back in his chair like he had just won a war. “So… does anyone still have a silly reason why Lydia Morvain shouldn’t be on this council?” His voice was relaxed, almost mocking.

"Dead. But her cause lives on. I am one of many. The shadow witch's disciples are scattered across the kingdom. We will destroy everything you love." I raise the Sun Blade. "You will try." The disciple attacks. The battle is fierce, brutal. The disciple is strong, fueled by dark magic and hatred. But I have the Sun Blade. I have Kael. I have the wolves of Silvermoon behind me. I drive the blade through the disciple's heart. It falls, its body dissolving into shadow. "It is done," I say. But I know it is not. The disciples are real. Dozens of them, scattered across the kingdom. They are wolves who were corrupted by the shadow witch's magic, their minds twisted, their hearts poisoned. They hid

POV Liora The Ancient One did not sit. She moved around us instead, slow and unhurried, her bare feet making no sound against the stone. Her presence pressed in from all sides, like the air had thickened just for her. Mae sat stiff beside me, hands knotted in her lap. Rowan stayed near the door, shoulders tight, like a man braced for a strike he couldn’t dodge. “Tell me,” the Ancient One said calmly, “why mortals believe becoming a monster will save them.”

. Therefore, he was not depressed due to the fact that he crossed over to another world. He was depressed due to the factthat he seemed to have possessed the body of a trashy young master with a trashy spirit. This Young Master Lin that possesses the same name as him was originally an outer sect disciple of Wengcheng. In the Wengcheng Sect, he was frequently bullied by his own cousin, beaten nearly to death and finally kicked out of the sect's doors. It was due to the fact that the young master was half dead did Jae Lee woo managed to seize the opportunity to cross over and possess his body. "Since I managed to gain a new life, I will never let the tragedy repeat itself" Jae Lee woo said w