Ordinary Monsters Book 3 Novels & Stories

Alpha Theron’s POV “Answer me, Alek. Do you believe in this book that Astrid is a monster?!” I demanded him. When I read the book, it kept repeating the words monster, abomination, and danger. In the first part, it seemed like a harmless book just sharing information with the reader. It contains what an Almega is like, an offspring of an Alpha and an Omega, and it shares how an Almega is different from a normal werewolf.

You still would find Ol Tim’s rickety ford parked right outside his yard, not to forget the number of squirrels, that scurried around his home, threatening to run the man mad. Even right outside Mother’s Porch where I stood now, I could hear him screaming at the top of his voice, bellowing for the animals to let him be. Oh, how long it has been. Ding Dong! I pushed the door bell yet again, having a peek inside, hoping to see that figure coming to reveal herself, and having almost given up, the door tore open, the same instant I turned around to leave. “Oh, darling!” Her eyes beamed on at the sight of me, arms spread out, welcoming me into her embrace.

He set his palms flat on the table, his rings catching the firelight like tiny shards of storm. “These creatures,” he said slowly, voice weighted with age and power, “are not ordinary beasts. They are remnants—shadows born of the first wars between gods. When balance falters, they wake. They have no souls, no true flesh. They feed on chaos, on fear, on the unraveling of what was meant to stay whole.” Serenya shifted uncomfortably. “So, they’re like… nightmare monsters?” “Nightmares given teeth,” Malrik corrected, eyes glinting. “They cannot be slain as one would slay a wolf or a dragon. Steel will slow them. Fire will scorch them. But what truly kills them—what undoes them—is harmony.”

The runes ignited, one by one, in violet fire. The air thickened. Wind howled. The soil trembled beneath their feet. And then—the altar cracked open. A blinding surge of light shot upward, tearing through the mist. The ground split, and a small obsidian chest rose from within, glowing faintly red. Inside lay a single black-bound book wrapped in silver chains—the Book of the Damned. Kael stepped forward slowly. “After all this time…” He reached toward it— —and the forest screamed. A flare of silver light cut through the trees as figures emerged from the mist—The Order. Dozens of cloaked hunters, blades drawn, crossbows gleaming with runes.

"They have, ever since she was born." Cassandra set the little serpent among the piles of gold coins. The creature sagged in defeat and exhaustion after lying before that terrible fire. "There it is," Vasilisa's voice came from behind a mountain of walnut-sized raw rubies. It wasn't hard to find the book. It was placed on a golden stand in between two golden Sirin statues. The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing.

Hank says, studying the orb. Suddenly, the door slams shut behind us, and the orb starts to pulse even brighter. The shelves around us start to shake, books falling off and crashing to the ground. "What's going on?" I shout, feeling fear creeping up inside me. "The orb," Elena says, her voice shaking. "It's doing something." We watch in horror as the orb rises into the air, the blue light now so bright that it's almost blinding. The shelves around us start to spin, faster and faster, until I can't even see the individual artifacts anymore.

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.‘

Hyun said. Cela's phone starts to ring even before she could ask what Lora's call is about. Hyun went to the buffet table feeling better. "Are you feeling okay now, Sir Hyun?" someone from the team asked. "Never been better," he answered while looking at Cela who's now talking excitedly on the phone. "What's happening? I think something unusual is going on," another member of the team said. I guess we all know what it is about. Fourth book?

The blood monster’s laughter made the little dragon and the holder of the Heaven Book even angrier. “No! When you’re free, I’m certain there’s a being who will destroy you so you can never be reborn! And I’m certain that day will come, monster! Just wait and see—the day of your freedom will also be the day you die!” replied the Keeper of the Book of Heaven. A black orb emerged from within his book, and with a powerful grip, the black orb shattered, causing him and the other two to vanish from that world. BOOOOOOMMMMM

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of