Pacific Monsters Novels & Stories

The most casualties happened is in Japan when many people enjoying themselves on the beach as monsters came out in the middle of the day devouring many people alive they could into their disgusting mouths. Police are already in that area as they shoot the fish monsters who step on their lands. They managed to kill a few of them but it's too little when they are too many of them to count. Those creatures immediately flee into the sea as they sense danger as they disappear without a trace. Even the latest technology of the humans they can't catch up to those creatures as they quickly submerged themselves into the deep that humans can't reach. Three thousand... About three thousand people died

The Pacific Trench Hollow was not merely a scar; it was a cathedral of absence. Located seven miles beneath the surface of the ocean, it was a massive, pressurized void left behind by the Thorne Council’s "Project Abyss" an attempt to harvest geothermal data at the planet’s thermal limit. If it collapsed, the resulting displacement would trigger tsunamis that would rewrite the coastlines of three continents.

" I almost laughed at how ridiculous it sounded. I used to think Ophelia was just born rotten. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't any better. Like they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I shot Lauren a cold glance, then suddenly waved toward the distance, my voice bright. "Mom! You're here!" Lauren jerked her head up and followed my gaze. The operator who had controlled the memory extraction machine that day was striding straight toward us. I looked at the two of them, stunned speechless, and let out a quiet, mocking laugh. "Sorry. I already have a new family now. I have a new mom. If you keep bothering me, I'm calling the police."

Really pretty. "Danika," I reply, shaking her hand. Her skin is very cool. The thought creeps in before I can stop it. What if she's not human either? The classroom suddenly feels too small, too loud, and too bright. My pulse quickens. Ever since Kaziel came into my life, the lines between reality and impossible have blurred so much that I can't tell what's real anymore. It's like the supernatural cracked something open in my brain, and now, even when I'm surrounded by humans, I can't stop seeing monsters.

Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long. The other two ran towards me with a speed I hadn't expected from monsters their size. Blasting them with my water magic didn't deter them, instead, it angered them further. They had almost gotten to me when the mist popped out six huge monsters, five of which immediately went into action. The winged monster didn't, instead, it trotted to me and nuzzled my cheek, making me smile. The Egran, which I had decided to name my monsters, fought with Karissa's scorpion-wolves with such speed that stunned the scorpion-wolves themselves at first.

You see that I didn't know. In the next sign, they list all the fish. They say that there are more than 20000 fish types in the Pacific. I go through the list and realize that I do know some of the fish that they list, like, salmon, anchovies, tuna, sharks, prawns, shrimps, oysters, and mussels.

I told the waitress, and she nodded. “We’ll have some fried rice, sweet and sour pork, and Kung Pao chicken,” Roman ordered with practiced ease. The waitress scribbled down the order. “And for dessert?” “For dessert, we’ll have mooncakes, red bean buns, and some egg tarts,” Roman said without hesitation. She finished writing and asked, “And the wine?” “We’ll have the Cabernet Napa and Pinot Noir. I tried these the last time I was here, and I loved them. I want her to try them,” Roman explained.

“Listen, Nya, do you want to see what’s become of the so-called sacrifices or not?” An image of Gavin’s smiling face came to mind, one from before the Dragon Moon where he was claimed by this monster. She narrowed her eyes at him. Nya Gould wasn’t easily frightened. While it crossed her mind she might be crossing into a lair filled with angry, hungry dragons, something about Slate’s mannerisms made her trust him. Of course, that could just be how he tricked his prey into becoming his dinner.

They were emerging from the ocean. "Massive kinetic displacements detected in the Pacific," I read the data, my blood running cold. "They're crawling out of the surf. Thousands of them. Heavy, pressurized armor. Completely amphibious." Dax stood up slowly, his hand instinctively dropping to the hilt of his Phase-Knife. "How long until they hit the perimeter?" "They're not marching," Reyes said, her voice tight. "They're riding the weather." Before Dax could ask what she meant, the massive, reinforced glass windows of the penthouse rattled violently. It wasn't an explosion. It was thunder.

6 Missed Calls: Levi. My heart gave a dull thud the moment I took in the caller ID. It really was Levi. The name felt like it belonged to a different lifetime, a version of me that hadn't been wrecked by three monsters, but I didn't care. I couldn't care, not when I felt empty. I was still reeling from it all when the phone rang again, but this time it was Cathy. "Turn it off," a voice growled from the corner of the room. “Now.”