Nimona Monster Novels & Stories

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry. I do not sit. I take back what’s mine. Yes, Veronica, the spoiled girl, is dead. Crimson Rogue has taken her place.

—the brain of the new world order. "Okay, Myra. Set up the transmitter," I said, my voice shaking. "We’re going to hijack the keynote feed. But the second I plug in, Victor is going to know exactly where we are." Meanwhile, in the Ballroom... Julian stood in the center of the gala, the holographic image of Victor towering over him. The eyes of every billionaire, scientist, and world leader were fixed on the "Monster of Owerri."

And why did it feel as though since school resumed, she had been a completely different person. “Isn't Simon also the assistant CEO of Beauty blossom? The famous skincare brand in country B?” Lena asked, browsing through her phone for more info as though Simon wasn't seated at the table in person. “Tsk…you're just figuring that out?” He snorted, lifting his chin high enough to touch the ceiling.

One of the creatures running towards Wymond with great speed, I looked towards Wymond and saw him searching elder Marshall's passed out body -I guess he's searching for the pearl bead. He wouldn't hear even if I try to call him, not with all these growling and yelling...with that thought I ran out of my hiding spot. "Ara, get back here!" Renee shouted but I ignored her. The creature raised its blade like arm to stab Wymond from behind, but I pushed Wymond away and it stabbed my stomach right before I could jump away -a little below my abdomen. "Baby!" "Ara!" Wymond and Renee shouted respectively.

“If there’s a single scratch on my body, the entire Chicago would know what kind of monsters you all are.” “When the time comes, you will meet our monsters first,” I snarled. “Keep your empty threats to yourself, Dominic.” She narrowed her eyes. “They don’t scare me anymore; in fact, it’s boring and repetitive.” “If there’s anything worth remembering about you, Sophia, that is, you are an attention-seeking whore. We know the video is fake, and you are desperate. Get to the fucking point. NOW!”

from the man who they both knew has been born as a monster. @cycy

My breath caught in my throat as his lips brushed my ear, the heat of his breath tickled my my skin. "Don't worry," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "They promised to take really good care of you before they slice you open.” He chuckled again while I glare in horror. I was shaking now. My hands trembled so badly I could hardly keep them at my sides. “You—” My voice was so weak, so broken. They both made me sick. “You’re both disgusting, Monsters!!.” Romona’s eyes flickered with annoyance. “Sweetheart, this is how business works. People get used and others get paid. You’re just another asset to be used.”

"How? Tell me how, Argus? How? Hawthorne Salvatrix should be a thousand years old now. And no one lives that long. That's absurd." It's as if her chest is going to explode, it's just hard to hear from other people what exactly you're thinking. "Nina, hey! Look at me, because he's not like us, Nina. He's a monster that will kill people for their blood and you are his target. His prey. That's their nature, Nina. They'll take your trust and love, everything you have. When you're already fallen for them, they'll take you and hurt you and then they'll let other people think that you really love each other but the truth is they're just using you. Playing with your emotions. Toying you."