Ordinary Monsters Novels & Stories

“This one is a demonic one…” “A demonic monster?” Claude and Darrion frowned in alarm. Jai looked at them curiously. “What’s a demonic monster?” Claude tried to explain. “There are six types of monsters in this world. The normal ones without elements like cats, dogs, the ordinary cows and sheep are considered as domestic monster. They only cause a small amount of damage compared to the others. The next one is elemental monster that is able to use element to its will, and sometimes, they also produce the elemental energy themselves. The third one is intelligent monster. This one usually understands human language and has a higher comprehension of life, meaning, it’s usually a lot more powerfu

I can't say I'm surprised or shocked by the new information I have just learned, after all if a demon is not after me, it's not really a normal day in my life. My biggest concern at the moment has got to be me, or rather Aurora. My hands tightly grip the sink to keep ahold of myself as I look into the mirror and see her in my reflection. My heart starts to pound against my chest as I look straight into her eyes. I recognize the look in her eyes and it scares me. The hunger, the need to satisfy the monster inside of me is evident, I can feel it and it's taking a toll on me, almost like she's fighting with me.

It's more like he's pleased to see me but is trying to hide it. Goosebumps rise on the back of my neck, and a sick feeling floods my stomach. I feel the same dread I did at that bar before the Silver Hunters showed up. Am I having another premonition? I've barely asked the question when there's a noise behind me. I spin around just in time to see a group of three monstrous creatures emerging from the mist. They're unlike any supernatural creatures I've ever seen before--they're large, with mottled skin, claws, and teeth that look capable of tearing apart a human with ease.

"Shouldn't something be said about this?" "Seven kinds of supernatural monster blood, as solicitation by Professor Simpkin of White Rose Academy. He said he got an antiquated book that point by point a formula for a mixture that necessary the blood of these supernatural monsters. He needed to check whether he could orchestrate the mixture referenced in the book," made sense of Lorist. Just now did Charlando notice the little names at the lower part of the compartments, with names of different supernatural monsters, including, Dark-gold Pythons, Greenback Direwolf, Dark-scaled Rhinoceros, and so forth.

She was bloodied and badly wounded but Chloe could feel that she was still alive. The shadows didn’t hesitate. They lunged forward, moving like ghosts as they charged at the creature. The creature let out a enraged shriek that was so loud Chloe thought her eardrums might burst. But still, the wolves carried on, unaffected by the inhuman sound. Something about the shadows charging it down clearly unsettled the mysterious monster because it was off of its victim in an instant darting off into the forest without a trace. It’s time for you to go back, your majesty Another voice echoed through Chloe’s mind. You have been here too long.

Her mother’s blood splashed on his face and I saw his eyes open wide without any emotion and I knew that day another cold-blooded monster was born. “It is painful to see your parents die in front of you,” Veronica told Olson and Olson looked at her face to face without any tears or fear. “That is what I felt when I saw my dad kill himself in front of me… because of your parents” She added and she pointed the gun to Olson and she whispered with a smile “Your next” I closed my eyes because I don’t want to see her shoot Olson but the door suddenly opens and it is the police. Veronica still shot Olson but luckily she only shot Olson’s back and the police shot her and her boyfriend and at that mo

Kronos asked. “ Of all the predators that roam my homeland, they are the most feared. They have been known to decimate entire villages,” Thora said in a small voice. The Untri screeched and lunged at the small gathering of Abnormals. Before any of them could move, several of Calypso’s soldiers were sliced by the creature’s pincers as if they were paper. Any attempt at a counterattack was laughable at best. The elemental attacks of Thora, Acacius, Arai, and Calypso didn’t even seem to get the beast’s attention. The soldiers had even less luck; their weapons merely bounced against the creature’s skin before they were cut down and devoured.

Norman replied. “Yeah…” “My mother used to scare me with these monsters when I was younger. I really thought she’s just using them to calm me down from throwing tantrums but it turns out that they really do exist.” Norman announced how he just saw the reality of things flash by his eyes and I thought we had the same thought process. These monsters used to only exist in films and books but no one ever suspected that they do exist in this world. And apparently, I’m one of those monsters now.

A horrible growling sound echoed around the forest. Rogues.

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