Ordinary Monsters Book 3 Novels & Stories

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

"Yes, Antonia. The Craon was surprised to see the great God and Goddess in his little abode so he gladly brought them in, offered them drinks, and asked what brought them. They told it that they want it to guide the cage of your father and the Craon gladly accepted cause all that mattered to it was that he was going to live in the sea once more. But to hide the truth from all so that the beings won't know that the Craon is back they caged your father in the deserted sea. The sea till ten years to come will always be the most dangerous sea one can ever see. I can take you to the sea Antonia, yes I can. But before then you have to make a journey to the only females that can give you a portion

Kendra swallowed the last of her dinner before saying, “The faster we infect those on the surface, the smaller the risk of some of them migrating to inner earth and repopulating here.” “That’s something to consider,” Arthur mused. “I suppose a trip to the surface wouldn’t hurt.” “I’d like to come and help,” Alice offered. “Me too,” Pete joined in. “You’ll need all the help you can get.” Olga grinned with satisfaction. “It’s settled, then. First the monsters and their accomplices in inner earth and then to the surface we go.” “Accomplices?” Alice asked with concern. “Do you mean Center Land?”

His thumb drew lazy circles on the back of my hand. "But Snow White was poisoned." Okay, that was probably the stupidest thing that had ever come out of my mouth, but suddenly the nervousness made waves in me. I bit my lip and looked over at Mr. Who, who was sprawled in his cottage, dozing. Nick followed my gaze. "Hard to believe that they can live so peacefully, huh?" "Even monsters have to sleep sometime." I turned back to him. "But that doesn't make them harmless." "And yet even the most reprehensible creature has something good in it somewhere."

Acario suggested then they all went out of the room. •*•*•*•* Alexis is here in a dark place and alone. She looked everywhere and she didn't saw anyone. She walks slowly then she saw the same human like monsters with bloodshed eyes. She bit her nails because of fear. "I'm afraid... I'm so afraid..." She said then she closed her eyes when those monsters attacks when someone came to help her. "My dear Ophelia... Are you okay?" Alexis looks at her mother then nodded. She hugs her mother tightly.

That two enemies could love each other this way gave me hope for this place’s population. Realising I still had work to do, I gazed at all the souls still held in place by my command. “I command you all to return to where you belong. Opportunist things,” I hissed at them, ordering them back home. As soon as they were all back to Annwn, I gazed back at the rag-tag band of misfits. “Since the other ritual has failed, I suspect the other end of the agreement will not be completed,” I uttered. As my gaze landed on Zach, the Ancient Ones came over to protect him. Despite my sauntering their way, they refused to move.

I’m not supportive, I’m deadly. Her house is decrepit. The smell hits me on the way up the driveway. This place isn't suitable for human life. Rotted meat wafts from the trash can, and my nose is all wolf picking up subtle musks and gross maggot-covered food items. Bodies of the white creatures dance atop the wet trash can lid.

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.

The title sent shivers through me: 'Dark Powers, Secrets of the Werewolves'. I opened the book, and a strange glow emanated from the pages. I felt a sudden jolt, like a surge of electricity had passed through me. The room began to spin, and I fell to the ground, the book slipping from my grasp. As I struggled to get up, I heard the old woman's voice, urgent and worried. 'Ryker! Ryker, what's wrong?' She rushed into the room, her eyes scanning me frantically. Then her gaze fell upon the book, and her expression changed to one of alarm. 'Oh, no. You shouldn't have touched that.'

Looking forward, his whiskers twitched as he smelled awful odors everywhere. BAM, BAM, BAM!!! “OH SHIT!” His eyes were blown out watching massive monsters running toward them with clubs in their hands. Ogres. Massive green monsters that were quite intelligent and savage beyond save. “We– we can do it. Attack!!!” Even Idham wasn’t sure about it. He was hesitant for a couple of seconds before holding onto his firm belief. However, the belief would only come true if they had an experience. For now – as if being predicted by Shadow – they were played out of the book.