Rake Monster Novels & Stories

Species: Experimented Mini Monkey Monster Age: 100 years old in monsters years and 100 000 years elderly at human years Special Monsters Abilty: Shakeable Claws [Can shake the under the surface with its claws] Rewards: 30 000 crystal stone 100 gold coins Species: Experimented Mini Monkey Monster Age: 150 years old in monsters years and 100 000 years elderly at human years Special Monsters Abilty: Underground Claws Intellegience: Bare [Can make a hole under the surface with its claws] Rewards: 3 000 crystal stone 100 gold coins Species: Two-legged Zerg Monster Age: 1 000 years old in monsters years and 10 00 000 years elderly at human years

“With our powers, we can hunt monsters of the Yuraeceon Xaelm Rankʼs First Tribulation at most. We canʼt possibly handle monsters of higher cultivation ranks.” Thora explained, “Reared monsters are different from the wild ones. You have to kill wild monsters to acquire their Genesis Cores. However, reared monsters have seals embedded in their bodies.” She continued, “Once the owner activates the seal, those monsters die and leave behind the Genesis Cores. At the same time, the other body parts of the monsters break down and return to this realm before being used to produce new monsters.” Quattro felt much relieved after listening to Thoraʼs explanation.

He asked, the noise of his voice hidden beneath the shrill screeched of bats and monster alike. “Kill it?” I suggested. “Good idea,” he agreed. I drew my skeletons out of the forest in a ring around the monster, drawing its eye from the bats to the new prey. For a moment it and the skeletons were still and then it launched itself at them with a scuttling speed that reminded me of a cockroach. As it tossed the skeletons high, Phantom and I struck, running between its spiny legs, to its underbelly, stabbing our blades into the join between the armor that protected its core.

Darryl and Quincy were at the Raksasa Camp to sneak in. During the past few battles, Darryl realized the greatest threat to the Nine Continents were the Raksasa Tribe’s Gigantic Monsters. Out of the ten Gigantic Monsters, half of them were killed in the earlier battles, and there were only five of them left. With Darryl’s power, he did not need to worry about those Gigantic Monsters at all. With just one attack, he would be able to kill one Gigantic Monster. The only thing was that it would exhaust his internal energy. To the Raksasa Tribe grand army, the Gigantic Monsters were life harvesting machines.

“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.

Evelyn was up when they snuck in the back door; even her dad tried to avoid making any noise for fear it would wake Beth’s younger sisters, Dani and Lavender, and Evelyn would come undone. But Lavender, who was three and named after her mother’s favorite color, was standing in the kitchen in her Rugrats nightgown while Evelyn filled a sippy cup with tap water. “We won!” Richard announced, patting Lavender’s head. She smiled up at him but didn’t say anything, and Evelyn shushed all of them.

But here, on the peak, the sky was a swirling vortex of black and gold. And there, at the center of the bone circle, stood the Monster. It was ten feet tall, a nightmare of shifting geometry. It had the shadow of a wolf, but its limbs were made of the same silver liquid as Julian’s eyes. It didn't have a face, just a vertical slit of violet light that bled static into the air. "Kael?" I stepped forward, the dagger held low.

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

Her body sore. It wasn’t a nightmare. She was still here. Still trapped. A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. “Come in,” she called, her voice hoarse. A young maid stepped in, eyes cautious. “Good morning, madam. The boss requests you join him for breakfast.” Kristen sat up, glaring. “Tell him I’m not interested.” The maid hesitated. “But madam... he may get angry.” Kristen’s voice rose. “I don’t care! Just go!”

All I could hope for her to be happy and never come back to this place . I got up from the park bench . The early morning sun didn't help much with the cold either. I smiled at how terrified Belle was of giving her finals . She had clung on the phone call forever to find comfort .It felt good to know that the things that scared her were as simple as that. I picked up my pace to the haunted place I was forced to call home .