Outlast Monster Novels & Stories

A panicked scream carries through the wind, the sounds of guns firing, the sound of people tearing each other apart, and through the pure chaos of it all. The sound of it fills my lungs with a new set of fresh air. I turn my head and see Elena's tear streaked face a distance away. She's okay. She's here and she's okay. A smile, something I haven't had since she disappeared, stretches across my face. "That stupid b*tch got out," Joe seethes. I turn back to him and move my arms to twist around his neck. I pull him forward and he flips over me landing on his back. I quickly get to my feet and shift into my wolf. Once he gets back on his own two feet he follows suit.

(Rick's POV) I am the soon to be Alpha of one of the few Lycan packs in North America. The Forest Mountain Pack is located in the deep wilderness of the very beautiful state of Tennassee. Our current Alpha, Alpha Alix Morris will be passing his title to me in a few months so that he can finally retire and spend more time with his mate, our packs Luna, and also my mother, Luna Ava.

Seeing the ape beating his chest violently on top of the corpse of the serpent, many times larger, Lucifer stood shocked like an idiot, while Max was grinning beside him. With shock still evident on his face, Lucifer asked whether it's really possible for players and make monster's fight each other, to which Max replied, while he was collecting the drop's from the serpent and the evil priests, noticing a few goodies and a curious pink book, which he kept everything in the loot bag to check later, in the city,” I am not sure, since its too much of a coincidence to find a rare monsters like the Ape here, but I thought I may use it's ego to get some help or we were done for, if we fought two fo

The dim red lights in the tunnel reflected off his four black glossy slanted eyes. It was the tunnel’s dim red ceiling lights that helped Olivia see the monster’s pitch-black eyes. Those eyes were peeking through the leveler’s gated door, focusing on Olivia and Lukas. Olivia had a Beretta M-12 submachine gun strapped to her back, but her paralyzation wouldn’t let her reach for the gun. She could sense the creature’s wrath, and she knew that shooting at him would only make him angrier.

“I’m so happy you’re here. I require you to see …” “What is this place?” Cassie shouted. “I inquired them where to discover Claw, and they said here.” Cassie ceased talking, looking over Amy’s bear. She seem see a enormous swarm, their voices swelling in a rising chant. All of them were shaking their clench hands and screaming. “Cassie,” Amy said delicately. “This is a mystery shifter battling field. There is a solid moral code here, but it is exceptionally perilous. This isn’t a few wrestling coordinate put on for appear. It’s real.”

I said lightly. “Have you gotten used to it?” “Sort of. Still figuring things out.” I paused. “I told you about the recent deaths, right?” She nodded, her brows drawing together. “Yeah. Vampires and wolves, right?” “Three in total,” I said, my voice quieter now. “All of them found on the outskirts. Burnt. But not by sunlight. It wasn’t natural. The smell lingers even after they’re moved. Like scorched flesh and ash soaked into the ground.”

I heard another crackle of static and a voice that I could recognize as Alpha Jaxon's even over a walkie-talkie. "Light up their way out to deter the monsters." Then I heard the whistling of more blades of helicopters overhead and an illuminated path that would lead outside of this place showed itself. I began to run on the illuminated path, moving as fast as possible and I heard the hiss and grunts as well as the wet noises following us that all but pointed out the monsters following us. However as they needed the borders of where the light reached, I heard their screams as well as perceived the smell of burning skin coming from them.

Then Lily shouted: "THOMAS!" But he didn't stop. Couldn't stop. Because his father was falling. The tower was dying. And time had run out. Then another section collapsed. Samuel nearly lost his footing. For one terrible second— he slipped. Everyone screamed. Then he caught himself. Barely. Then the monster laughed. The sound rolled across the entire island. It knew. It knew victory was close. Then far behind it— a faint blue light appeared. The Last King.

“Broke?” “Don’t freak out,” I said quickly. “I’ve got it under control. Mostly.” “You mean you unleashed that?” Tera pointed toward the direction where the monster’s ashes still smoldered. “You... alone did that?” “Long story,” I muttered, looking anywhere but at them. “Let’s just say the monster picked the wrong day.” The two exchanged terrified glances. Great. I officially scared my poor weak team. I sighed, brushing dirt off my pants. “Look, we can talk about my possible descent into magical chaos later. Right now, we need to move. The treasure’s that way.”

That's the main reason you should come home " Mrs. Morgan said and Steve sniffled. "C'mon... We've talked about this already. There is still one Werewolf alive...." He couldn't complete his statement when his wife interrupted on the phone. "Oh spare me those crap, Steve. Like seriously? That is total bullshit! You and your crew have been hunting for that last Werewolf for more than five years now and not even a sign of him has been found. Isn't that creepy? How are you even sure he's still alive? Werewolf hardly survives without their families!" Mrs. Morgan is true and convincing.