Novel & Cerita Re Monster Game

“Is that so? Gold for gacha and… Wait, what?” “We’ll be dueling on Monsters League. I wanna see if you’re just as amusing as you are in real time.” “Oh… I thought for sure that we’d be…” “I knew you could amuse me! Battling in real time against ME!? FENRIR, THE SILVER BEAST?! You wouldn’t have been standing there in one piece if that were the case.” “How can you be assured that I won’t even land a scratch…” and suddenly Fenrir disappears and appears behind him while resting his hand on Akihiko’s shoulders.

A silly little game, that is all it was supposed to be but it turned to so much more. It was four years ago and I was fourteen. It was my brother's going away party. At sixteen male werewolves go to academy to serve in the military and prepare for their adult roles in the pack. My brother Bo and his best friend Drake were leaving the next day. The adults had already called it a night and the teenagers had somehow ended up in the basement playing truth or dare, typical dumb kid stuff. When it came to Drake's turn, he was challenged to draw a name from a cup and go play seven minutes in heaven with them. He drew my name. I had always had a crush on Drake and this was my chance. He was gorgeous

Startled by the sudden attack, Zen summoned his daggers and slashed wildly, but the mysterious monster only laughed and swam behind Zen, hugging him and restraining his limbs from moving. Without underwater breathing, Zen could feel himself slowly drowning. The monster's incredible strength and tough scales prevented Zen from causing enough damage. Lime could not be summoned underwater, and the gamer cussed. Even with Mandy’s Melody, he was helpless against sudden attacks. Beneath the lake, he heard laughter and singing voices. He eventually saw a group of them circling him deep under the lake. These monsters were almost as pretty as the regular Pixie Parasols. The only difference was how th

Not even ten meters away are four monsters and one of them is holding Cooper by the throat, I don’t have much time, they will strangle him soon, without thinking I grab an arrow and release the string. The arrow flies, the bow twangs, and rocks me back a step because of the power behind it. The arrow embeds itself into the monster that is holding Cooper. It lets out a roar and drops Cooper, it’s a strange monster, a mixture of colours, with dark to light grey on it’s body with speckles of red on it, which I am hoping is not Cooper’s blood. It’s eyes a bright orange, well use to be a bright orange, as it’s life drains away so does the colour of his eyes. He slowly drops to the ground, I glanc

All I have is a second to think before I hear the laughter. “Ladies, you want to play doctor, with a doctor?” A male voice approaches before a face. Not just any face, but Gordon’s face, covered in red kiss marks. His shoulders are covered in tan feminine arms. I’m suddenly happy that I didn’t put down my gun. The only people that can save Gordon from death are the whores on his arm and Jack behind the door. Jack radiates so much heat that I know he’s powerful. If he wanted to, nothing would stop Jack from interfering. Though for some reason he doesn’t even move. Jack has something big going on, and my wolf blood was the only thing that linked me to him. He’s a werewolf and a dangerous one a

It had large muscles, and its body constantly emitted what looked like purple smoke. “Oh, I did not see that coming,” Derren said. Derren turned back to Gregory and Eugene, then said, snapping his fingers, “New plan! We-” Before he could finish his sentence, the monster grabbed one of his legs, swung him around, and flung him toward a wall in the street. Gregory and Eugene quickly got into their fighting stances, then rushed at the monster. ***** “Is he going to show up?” Edith asked, standing beside Anaya in front of an old building. She held flowers to welcome the visitor they were expecting, and Anaya wore her best dress.

That's why the deity that I wanted to strangle and throw off a cliff was acting like that. "Na ah princess," she murmured, her laugh merely raising my brow. I was ready to speak when I sensed what appeared to be shaking around me and immediately alerted myself. This game appears to be ready to begin. The ground immediately opened, and a slim and tall monster emerged from it. It has lengthy fingers and a round head, but it has no face. His skinny body was wrapped in a black bandage, while the exposed areas were red. In his left hand, he held what appeared to be a circular clock facing me. He extended his left hand and index finger. At the same time that the clock hands sound, he moves his ind

“We need to leave the city.” “Good,” Alessio said, jaw set. “Because there’s something I need to show you.” Noa’s brow furrowed. “What?” Alessio’s grin was slow, dangerous. “Where monsters are born.” Noa’s blood ran cold. And the elevator groaned again. Footsteps. Not Dominik’s. Someone worse. A shadow darker than even Alessio. And Noa realized, too late They weren’t out of this yet. They’d just walked into the next nightmare.

He hopped onto his mount — a perfectly round pig with short legs but surprising speed — and sprinted across the meadow, through a forest of glowing mushrooms, toward Max’s gamertag. When he finally found him, MegaMax was hanging off a cliff edge, health bar flashing dangerously low. A monster towered over him, massive and ridiculous, all jagged horns and bright neon eyes, like a nightmare that had been dropped into a children’s cartoon. “What the—” Jamie muttered, already throwing himself into the fight. Max’s character rolled away, barely. Jamie’s fingers flew, muscle memory and panic. Heal, dodge, buff, strike, please don’t die. In his headset, Max laughed breathlessly like he wasn’t one h

The day that would have marked the beginning of a lifetime for us. Closing my eyes, I heaved a long exhale and propped my head against the headboard. Even though the curtained darkness of closed lids, it was her face was floated in—over and over again. It was the first time I realized that I might wear the skin of a monster, but my heart was still human. And I belonged to her. The pain that hit me came in waves. It clawed under my skin, infused with the blood in my veins, and drilled into the marrow of my bones until the ache made me hollow inside out.