Re Monsters Novels & Stories

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

The area needs to be cleared first. “stay in your position, I repeat, stay in your position”, he announced. One woman from the tribe screamed when she saw a walking creature towards them. It was a seven feet tall amphibious monster. Blue green in color and has eight horns. The body looked like a dragon but its skin was slimy like an earth worm. The monster came from nowhere. Everyone was completely horrified. “move, move”, Adam commanded. The troops prepared their weapons. “fire”, Adam ordered. They fired the creature but to their disappointments, the monster wasn’t even bothered.

Man. The monster snapped its eyes open instilling so much fear in Claude he could feel his heartbeat in his throat as a steady deep throb. It's eyes were a bright and cruel shade of vermillion that seemed to direct all of its hate and maternal rage at him. Like the summoning of magical constraints, fear gripped him and held him in place as the eyes ripped through him with a never ending icy heat...the Redwoods just became worlds more dangerous.

We're sitting on a bench in the waiting area, mom and a nurse who was tending her wounds are also with us. "We were on our way to the neighboring pack to deliver some goods as Alpha Jarek ordered us, but we were suddenly attacked by some strange looking creatures -I have never seen anything like them before" "What do they look like? Can you describe them?" I asked. Her eyes blinked rapidly as she tried to hold back her tears. "They looked like giant bats, but they're not bats..." Giant bats, but they're not bats? "...they had very long nose but only one nostril, pink eyes that had murderous intentions lurking in them, six legs and blade like arms with no fingers or claws"

There were the usual ads for x-ray glasses and onion gum and joy buzzers and Charles Atlas, but one at the bottom caught my eye. SEA MONSTER PETS! HATCH THESE CREATURES IF YOU DARE! I’d seen ads for Sea Monkeys before, and Matt had told me they were a species of shrimp. But sea monsters? I read the fine print but the ad gave no details other than a legal-sounding paragraph about the company not being responsible for escaped creatures or any harm they inflicted. I looked at the cost, then jumped off the bed and grabbed my piggy bank from the bureau. I emptied the contents onto the bed and counted. I had enough money.

Chapter 4 In the past, the army has a classification of monsters. Low-grade for the petty infected, medium for the monsters without intellectual knowledge, medium-high for those infected that can communicate and have a brain to plot things, high for those mutant and legendary monsters that only appear on the myths or legend, and lastly, the demons, they are highly intellectual being with so much greed. If you think that you’re facing some high-graded monster… run! There’s no one that can take that thing down! But the foolish kid that I’m holding keeps on banging my chest, fuck this is a delicate body! He’s saying ‘take that down! Take that down!’ I almost stumble when he grabbed my hair

“Our reason for this gathering is the recent influx of monsters, the like this world has never before seen.” “Recent,” one of the human Kings arched a brow. “The monsters have plagued our lands for the past two decades.” “An eyeblink to a Fae,” King Sterin of Reknoc observed. “Because dwarves are so short lived,” someone else observed with sarcasm. “The monsters are here,” Leamoira cut across them. “That is what is important, gentlemen. They are here, and they increase.” “There must be a source,” a human rose to standing. “We must trace the monsters to their source.”

"Did you know there would be monsters? You didn't tell me there would be." "Monsters?" The tom put the case on the large table next to the no-fur and opened it carefully. He started checking the contents as he spoke. "Ah, you mean the Hares, don't you? I forgot that you have never seen them before. I'm sorry I didn't warn you, but they are not monsters. They are like toms, but gentler. Their homeland is much more kind than that of the toms."

Her face was pale, lips quivering. And suddenly, I remembered the first message carved into my arm. It hadn't said a monster; it had said monsters. Plural. If that was true… then we might be dealing with more than one creature. Even so, something about this didn't sit right. A subtle wrongness tugged at me… something I couldn't quite put into words.

“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.