Promised Neverland Monster Novels & Stories

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

Megan asked, making Rudo keep his saliva up. "No one has ever seen for sure, except for the victims whose bodies were torn apart with no remains and can be confirmed dead," Rudo replied with a serious facial look. "But isn't the rumor that the monster is like a beautiful human being? Except for a few different parts of her body?" Ann added with a dreamy look. Megan's with her saliva. If she were in London now and told by her friends, then surely she would be laughing out loud now. But seeing Ann and Rudo's expression and the fact she was in Norway in 1945 makes her now shiver in horror.

Shortly afterwards, they lastly found what they’d been looking for. Evania and Sumico saw a young lady, about the same age with them. The young lady was seen squatting down on the floor, with all her fear, anxiety, panic and frustration. Meanwhile, in front of the young lady, they saw a big, tall, blue monster, with his two long pointed horns, his two sharp canine teeth, and his dark red eyes. The big, tall, blue monster was seen fighting against four scorpion demons which were showing their true forms in four gigantic scorpions.

Natalie fires back, “How do we know you aren’t going to start killing innocent humans when we let you leave?” Natalie’s question makes sense. As long as everyone follows the rules then there won’t be any problems. The purple monster nods his head in understanding. “So do we have an agreement?” All the monsters roar with agreement. “Great so if all the monster could please line up and sign this form that would be great.” All the monsters rush forward to sign the form. All of them quite happy with the outcome of the meeting. The signing of the paper takes longer then expected because there seems to be more monsters then we thought, but thats good. It means that we killed less then we thought a

It just sounded, I don't know, different? I took more steps, I looked behind me to make sure no one was following me Moma has always warned me never to go there, she says that's where the monsters stays and she has no idea I have met the monsters so many times although I've never told her before Dad made me promise not to tell her He said "never tell a psychopath there are more psychopath, it makes them angry" As I got down into the basement steps, the whimpers and crying got even more louder

She landed with a rib-crunching thud that Renny heard even from where she stood locked into place. The monster behind Rose reached out again, his power twisting Laci into the air. She screamed as she hit the ground, her body a crumpled mess of limbs. Not sated, the monster reached out once more, gripping Laci in his power, and lifting her off the ground. He held her there as he glared at her. "Go away, witch," the monster growled, his voice gravelly and harsh. "We'll be coming for you soon, using each of you as the vessel for our escape. You will all fall for trapping us in the Nether. We've made it to the Summerlands; we will make it to the Land Above." Then he flipped his hand backward, an

the lamp in my hand didn't go off as I expected, only my two white and black pups flew out of my jacket and landed in front of me. I stretch my hands to them, the ground very close to them open. the black pup was already slipping into the empty pit of darkness. I held onto one of its paws, and I felt some movement of claws gripping my legs, I could not look back at the one clawing at my feet but I knew it was the three-eye monster. with the white pup beside me, the black pup was struggling to hold on to me, the monster growled louder and clasp my feet pulling me away from the pit, I did not want to let go of the black pup but he gradually become too heavy for my little tender hands, "I won't

"Last night, we found a snake den behind the hill. We can make good money from it, and I already promised Abbie I would help her catch them." He took out a crooked, poorly woven love knot and handed it to me. "You will have to go hang the knot by yourself," he said, softening his voice as if he was doing me a favor. "Once I catch the snakes, I will pick a good fat one and make snake stew for you." At the words "snake stew," goosebumps rose across my skin. When I was a child, I had almost been bitten by a venomous snake while resting beneath a tree. Ever since then, I had been terrified of snakes.

“I think they are probably made of the dark. They come in when you don’t pay attention. That’s when they arrive.” “Then what happens?” “And then they take you back to their … not burrow. What’s a word that’s like burrow?” “Den?” “No, it’s not a den.” “Lair?” The boy was silent for a moment. He squeezed Ed’s hand and stopped talking. Then, “Yes, that’s the word, lair.” “Okay, so these monsters take the people who don’t pay attention back to their lair. And then what do your monsters do? Do they suck all the blood out like vampires?”

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