Pacific Monsters Novels & Stories

They were calling Lior’s name—a summons that vibrated through the stone foundations. *The witches.* Aziel pulled away, his expression shifting from madness to lethal focus. Lior stood, breathless, the bond humming with a new, terrifying danger that eclipsed everything they had just felt. The ghosts of the past were no longer their only problem; the present had arrived to claim them.

something long and veiny being put that deep into my mouth. He sucks his thumb first before biting it; blood spills out. Then he flicks the thumb in the air, and the blood rolls down. He turns his fingers in a circular motion, and the blood begins to twirl and increase. The blood on the ground is rising until it turns into a giant monster. My heart misses a beat as the monster head turns in my direction. The monster moves sluggishly in the direction of Jaden waves. When Jaden steps back, so does the monster. It's like a puppet he's controlling.

"The ocean couldn't take me. The fire couldn't take me. I am the only monster allowed to haunt you." He pinned me to the silk sheets, his body a crushing, welcome weight. In the shadows of the Istanbul night, the war was forgotten. There were no more formulas, no more brothers, no more empires. There was only the friction of skin against skin, the sound of ragged breaths, and the terrifying, beautiful obsession that bound us together.

On monitors. _No cages. No monsters. Just us._ *Crack.*

It made her stomach twist. Bernice leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “You’ve got yourself in deep, Carlo. Deeper than usual.” “How do you know Marcus?” “He’s been trying to cut into every crew in the East. Tried strong-arming mine too. Bad idea.” She looked directly at Carlo. “And I don’t like that he’s coming for you. That’s not something I’ll let slide.” Kristen tilted her head. “Why would that matter to you?” Bernice didn’t look at her. “Because he’s a problem. And I don’t let problems grow roots.”

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

The metallic tang filled my mouth, and for a split second, I felt my lungs seize, the air thick and heavy. I forced myself to stand, knees trembling. “You hit like a bitch,” I spat, wiping my mouth. She tilted her head, eyes glowing with that same wild darkness. “Do I?” Her hands twitched and the floor beneath us split open, from the cracks, voices crawled out. There were whispers, screams and they were familiar ones and this caused me to freeze. No… no, it couldn’t be. Faces began to form in the darkness, blurry, broken, but I knew them. Every single one, every monster I’d killed, even the students I mistakenly killed when my powers went berserk.