Royal Blood Little Monster Novels & Stories

He generously offered to send his most skilled and fearless fighters on board his formidable battleship, 'Phoenix's Wrath', to bolster our ranks and strengthen our chances of victory. Queen Bithea was by his side, offering her support and assistance in any way we might need. King Raphael's expression turned serious as he asked, "What will you do if they launch a ground assault?" Niklaus let out a hearty laugh, his eyes gleaming with confidence, "That would be a fatal mistake on their part. Not only are we all of Royal Atlantis bloodline, but my entire kingdom is also of my Bloodline as a Mayan Vampire." The Queen and King exchanged bewildered glances, their faces etched with confusion, as th

I can't believe I'm going to take another cold shower all because I'm resisting myself from f*cking little bunny. The monster is standing tall, refusing to fall down. It's so huge and hard like a rock. I slowly started moving my palm through it, stroking it gently. A soft moan escaped my lips as I rub the monster in a swift motion. At last, the white discharge flipped through the tiny opening at the top of the monster, I breathed heavily and threw my head backwards.

“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

RAAAARRRRRRRR. The monster blocked the little dragon's attack with both hands. But it only blocked the attack, it didn't destroy its power. That's why the little dragon, with a cold smile, added more power to its attack. Of course, the additional attack made the blood monster even crazier. The blood monster even tried to destroy the little dragon's attack with all its might. "Die!" said the little dragon in a cold voice. BOOOOOMMM... RAAAARRRRRRRR...

"Ask your mighty Alpha King where he got his curse from. Ask him why his royal bloodline transforms into a mindless monster each full moon." Patrick’s scarred visage twisted in a triumphant leer. "The royal curse wasn’t forged by a demon, little girl," he grinned. "It was forged by your ancestors from the blood of Elyra. And only the blood of Elyra can wake up the monster lying in the bones of the king."

They were the physical mark of our bloodline. My bloodline. I stared at Kornell. Alexander Miller was a Beta. The son of a Beta. Yet the wolf standing in front of me carried both characteristics of Royal blood. “He looks like us,” Bruce said. I fucking knew. And judging by the way Bruce had suddenly stopped snarling, my wolf understood the significance just as clearly as I did. How? My mind immediately started searching for an explanation. Alexander's father had been Beta David Miller. His mother, Dr. Adeline Miller.

I made a plan that night to end her. The next night my parents had a big important party with some of my father’s clients from work. I knew that Rose would be over. When she arrived my mother kissed my forehead and left with my father. The sun hadn’t set yet so I asked Rose to go for a walk with me. She agreed and we took off into the woods behind my house. I got ahead of her and then made her think she had lost me. While she frantically looked for me I snuck behind her. I found a large piece of wood and crept up behind her. She heard the brush below my feet break as I approached her and quickly turned around. I then unleashed the Monster inside me. It was brutal and very sloppy. I honestly

This monstrosity has a haughty charm to it, and it takes other people's lives by slowly killing them with its voice. Lucas's mind was already prepared for what was to come, but when the voice penetrated his skull, he was just as startled and distressed as the monsters. Lucas is not your typical monster, which is fortunate for him. It is in part due to the fact that he is a monstrosity of noble royal blood that he is protected from the young girl that he gave birth to.

Valor asked “That, I don't know ... It's been a long time since a descendant of the royal family appeared." Valor was silent, his eyes covered with black hair, no one guessing what he was thinking. Every race has a royal bloodline, whether human, vampire, or werewolf. That bloodline is very special, it not only symbolizes identity but also brings a strength that only royal people have. So, is that strong enough to resist this thing? Valor's gaze fell on the tiny glass vial containing some purple liquid on the wooden tabletop. In his mind suddenly appeared the image of a guy lovingly carrying a girl into the room, his hand clenched.

"I bet you love to step on small packs, you mean royal monster." A royal monster? "But we are going to fight you. I do not know what kind of sick, twisted game you are playing, you cruel alpha jerk, but I am leaving." I am so shocked that I cannot even find any words to say. Wow. Her tongue is sharper than a hunting knife, and she is as rough as wild briars.