Plan: Unstoppable Monster Novels & Stories

“My life is the stories I tell. And I want this story to be free.” Suddenly, the ground shook. The Paper Monster had crash-landed in the park—now twenty feet tall, a twisting mass of sharp paper and black ink. “The script must be finished!” the monster bellowed. He lunged for the Woman. Maya jumped in the way, and the silver locket flared with purple light. She raised it and a shield of energy blocked the monster’s path. “Go! Write the ending!” Maya yelled back. The Woman dropped to the grass, grabbed her pen, and started writing. Her hand shook, but her eyes were firm.

But there was also something else—a sense of purpose. We couldn’t change what had happened, couldn’t undo the horrors that had already unfolded. But we could still fight. We could still make a plan, set a trap, and rid the world of the monster that had taken my son from me, even if it means losing my son! So, we joined forces, our unlikely partnership born out of desperation and a shared determination to end this nightmare. We began to work, tirelessly and without rest, creating a plan to trap Hunter, to stop the creature he had become before he could cause any more harm.

"What kind of evidence?" Edna scrolled through the files and found a document titled "Blake's Plans." She opened it and began to read. As she read, Marcus felt a sense of dread wash over him. Blake's plan was more extensive than they had thought. He was not only planning to destroy the supernaturals in the town but also to unleash a powerful weapon that could wipe out entire cities. "We have to stop him," Marcus said, his voice heavy with concern. "We can't let him go through with this plan. We have to find a way to stop him before it's too late."

"He's a troubled man-unpredictable, they say. Every day I beg the Goddess why she mated me to him. What did I do to deserve this? She never answers, and despite what he promises, he never stops. And I put up with it for a long time because I love him, but with the pregnancy, I can't risk it. So I've been thinking, and I think I have a solution." "What is it?" She glances down. "I heard about that woman who killed her mate here." Bile rises in my stomach and I'm sure that I'm going to be sick. "Aurora-" Her eyes gloss over and redden, but she doesn't let the tears slip away from her. "I know it's sick. I-I keep hearing him say these things; how we act like humans trapped in monster bodies, wh

"The undertaker has taken Rebecca Batard." The hall was filled with stillness. The great lord general sat on his throne, lost in notions. "My great lord general, what should we do?" One of the honored men Nutusel inquired. "What should we do?" The great lord general reacted with a heart full of sorrows. "Yes, my great lord general." "My papa, we shall mourn the dead and celebrate the newborns - Dirk Stund and Rebede Jama!"

Connor spoke in a low voice as if he expected someone to hear him. Pete had a nice smile and warm inviting eyes but when it came down to it he was a monster of the worst kind, Glory had a weak smile on her face as she looked to the house then the car that rested alone in the driveway. Like a sleeping beast dead to the world but with a simple touch could be rumbling in seconds. There were plenty of times that they wished for nothing more than to run away but they knew no matter how far they ran they would find them. “What would be the point? They are monsters but they are monsters that own us the moment we try to make a run for it we will be dead there are more of them than they are of us.” G

POV Liora The Ancient One did not sit. She moved around us instead, slow and unhurried, her bare feet making no sound against the stone. Her presence pressed in from all sides, like the air had thickened just for her. Mae sat stiff beside me, hands knotted in her lap. Rowan stayed near the door, shoulders tight, like a man braced for a strike he couldn’t dodge. “Tell me,” the Ancient One said calmly, “why mortals believe becoming a monster will save them.”

He just looked at them calmly and let them pretend. Being watched by Samuel, the water monster became angry and stopped pretending. "Yes, you're right. We do have this plan. However, you should also know that we can advance or retreat in this plan without any dead end. We just need to guard it. Why should we play with you?" The mud monster suddenly nodded and said, "That’s right. If you want to save the beast, rely on your ability. We know you're smart, but don't treat us as fools."

"Nah, I've got some things to take care of. Just tell the others at The Recovery Association that your dream is going to come true soon. Believe me." He said that because a wild idea had just taken root in his mind. Nothing in this world was truly limitless. His mission had a one-year deadline, and he still had over half a year left. That was more than enough time to chase this crazy new plan. The monsters that filled Desolated Lands at night seemed endless, like ants on planet Earth. However, if humans really wanted to wipe them out, it could eventually be done, no matter how many there were. If killing those monsters helped him grow stronger, why wouldn't he do it? Honestly, Nine Flames di

My wolf inside me stretches as the pack begins to grow. I look at Caleb with his face paling and his eyes widening. I look over at the black cycles. My gun is still there. Caleb doesn’t have his gun either. Staring at the guns, something inside me clicks, werewolves don’t use bullets. Someone set us up, and that someone is still around watching our every move. "Back off Dana!" A buff, shimmering dark-skinned male appears from a building to the right. I don’t know the voice before I recognize the face.