Re Monsters Novelas e Histórias

He bumped heavily into Benjamin who was just starting to get himself again. “Zamora divine god help us, what the hell is wrong with Ser Godfrey this is obviously not a ravage monster, i suspect it could be a legendary monster with such strength.” Mica added, her face down with the outcome of the fight. “Mica, I need you to distract the monster, I have an idea.” “Over here!” She said, her voice echoing through the colosseum, the monster's interest got back to her as she ran avoiding its shooting webs. Mica couldn’t keep up for long as the monster was getting closer each passing second.

And then, the monsters breached the mist. They were horrifying. They were massive, grey-skinned abominations, their muscles bulging with sickening, unnatural proportions. Their chaotic, glowing purple eyes burned with mindless, explosive rage. To Mwajuma, they were the ultimate manifestation of the toxic, violent male spirit—beasts that existed only to destroy the beauty of the world.

Lots of murmuring came from the people behind Naelis and it was obvious that they were scared. The monsters were nothing like the gray abominations they had fought or seen before. These ones were five times the size of those abominations! Their bodies were covered in thick, hard scales that looked like black armor, and they had two giant, leathery wings folded on their backs. They were taller than the mansion itself, with long necks and red eyes that burned like hot coals.

She clutched the door handle and pushed it open, she was mesmerized by the office. The floor was of white shining marbles, almost looking like glass, straight ahead was a big semi circular desk, behind it sat a brown leather chair , on the wall were many pictures, some were of the many awards the company had won and some were pictures of big factories, lavish hotels and malls that the company owned. On the many showcases, sat many artistic paintings and small glass carvings. Rose was mesmerized. The only thing missing was the person who allowed her in. She turned away from the glass paintings and said in a small voice "Hello sir, I'm here" suddenly scared,

Whatever the second animal is that they used on him, it’s strong. I grab hold of Jewel’s back ridges, just as the monsters begin to surround her. Before, we only had to contend with the ones that were a horrible mix of the creatures that the scientists put together. These new ones and the one that looks like a flying Lycan, are dangerous. “Get her!” the leader of the Mean Ones says. Two full dragons, two mixed dragon…things, and one flying Lycan begin surrounding Jewels in the air. “Jewels, get out of here!” I yell at her.

“All of them found on the outskirts. Burnt. But not by sunlight. It wasn’t natural. The smell lingers even after they’re moved. Like scorched flesh and ash soaked into the ground.” Rina made a face. “God.” “And their eyes…” I continued, swallowing, “They don’t rot the way human corpses do. But these… it was like dust had settled deep behind the sockets. Like whatever got to them drained something out of them first.” Rina shivered slightly. “Okay, now I’m definitely sleeping with the light on.” I smirked. “You always do.” She shrugged. “Yeah, but now it’s justified.” I hesitated, then added, “Leonidas offered me a seat on his council. Right after the third body turned up.”

Jasmine "We all are monsters," Rei replied. "It’s how we live another day and how we can live with ourselves when we finally sleep. You’re not unaccustomed to monsters. You’ve lived with one for most of your life.” Reinaldo laid his arm on the top of the booth behind me. “I’ve been thinking about last night.” Warmth filled my cheeks as I released the stem of my glass. “Me too.” “Now that we’ve been formally introduced, I’d like to get to know you better.”

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

“This marks the sixth death in two months. The Council has yet to identify the group calling themselves the ‘Rogue Cell,’ led by the mysterious ‘Monster Queen.’ Fear is gripping the Alpha Elite as the killer continues to bypass the most advanced security systems in Nocturna…” I scoffed and muted the screen. "The Monster Queen. What a ridiculous name." "She’s efficient, Kaelen," Silas reminded me. "No DNA. No footprints. Just bodies." The elevator opened to the penthouse of Lord Aaron, a man who had spent his life hoarding riches and looking down on the weak. Now, he was slumped over his desk, his eyes wide with a terror that had frozen on his face. The room was covered in blood. Whoever did

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.”