Reverse Minotaur Novels & Stories

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

[Chaotic Minotaur – Rare rank] HP- 1500 CON-150 DEF-290 DEX- 58 ATK- 92 STR-41 MP-50 INT-10 Speed- 36 AGI- 36 Skills- Perception(R) Darkvision(UC) Charge(UC) Dungeon Recall(R) Berserk(R) [The fur stained with the blood of fallen foes, minotaur's are massive, bull-headed monsters of the Horned king race] Although I want to try hunting it, I cannot kill it in a similar way as I did with the orcs. that guy is double the height of the Orc boss I fought. I am surprised with such a size its stats look mediocre.

“I’m dying.” “What the fuck?” The tone in Minus’s voice immediately shifted from anger to concern. I gasped, my hand reflexively covering my mouth. “I have CRC.” “What the hell is that?” Minus asked with a slight drawl. Evidence of his time spent in Savannah. “Jesus, Minus, you sound like a goddamned hillbilly,” Cutter said with a chuckle. “Colorectal cancer,” Warthog sang out, in a mock country singer voice, to a cheery tune that did not fit the lyrics.

Xavier kept watching his sister's back even as he fought off those creatures. A minotaur sped towards him, the earth shaking as its feet struck the ground. It swung a spike-filled hammer in the air and raised it to crush him. Xavier quickly muttered a spell and the minotaur exploded, black blood splattering all over the dead bodies of creatures and witches on the ground.

Brett knocked on the door, which a minotaur opened. Brett was excited at the sight of the minotaur. Sure enough, Maven was telling the truth. There really was a minotaur! “Wonderful!” Brett blurted. The minotaur was puzzled. Why would anyone say that at first sight? Was this person a lunatic? “What are you doing? Are you looking for Philip?” This minotaur was none other than the leader. He knew about the plan and fully supported it. He was angry to find out that Brett was a vain and scheming guy.

Ravan ordered him and Mukul left for New York, Ravan planed on taking his revenge on Amrita Miller and Samuel Miller, for which he had planned on capturing their only daughter Aisha miller and making her pay for their sin’s while he will make her parents watch her every suffering, he wanted to give them the same pain he had felt, he wanted to make them see what it feels like to lost your loved one, but first he required a proper set up, their daughter Aisha was 16 year old when Mukul had done his research on her where he came up with a plan according to which Mukul will make their daughter Aisha fall in love with him and will get access inside her house where they can take Intel on Amrita an

My hands shifted to claws and I shattered the nearest reachable equipment. "Wow! She is already hormonal," Jordan commented. "Grab her!" Stuart commanded. I backhanded and threw off the first minion who tried to grab me, but it was difficult to fight off so many as they arrived in waves. "Let me go, you assholes!" I growled in anger. "What are you going to do now?" Jordan asked Stuart, ignoring my outburst. "This hampers the plan, I can't impregnate her any time soon," Stuart said.

bodega with the cat that is three parts lion, the nail salon two doors down that is always playing a true crime podcast at a low murmur, a teenager on a skateboard practicing a trick like persistence is oxygen. I buy a second apple because the first one was a betrayal and I am stubborn. I come home feeling more like a person and less like a cursor blinking without a sentence.

Others? "What others?" I asked. He didn't respond and tried to walk away, I held him back to look at me. "Since you're a monster, I don't mind if you stay a little longer. If you think you're going to ruin my life, I beg you, ruin it for today at least?" Taken by a courage that I didn't know where I got it from, I grabbed his neck getting on tiptoes and did what my body was begging for, I kissed him.

“Eventually.” Zane met his gaze head-on. “To break something, I must first have it.” There was a pause. A beat of cold silence. Ivan’s eyes darkened with a kind of cruel respect. And then he smiled, genuinely amused. He turned and walked away, leaving only the scent of his cologne—smoke and something older behind. That night, Andrei returned. Zane heard the door to his suite open. He was already out of bed, standing by the window, shirtless, bathing in the moonlight that threw pale shadows across his skin.