Tamed Mini Monster Novels & Stories

All he did was to walk a bit further and the birds all flocked to him. "At this rate, one could call him a chick magnet" Mina said mockingly. Others managed to get a beast that suited them. Yamato got a tiger, fubuki got a bear and a penguin. Kojiro got a turtle, and inumaki got a lion. Lee got an eagle but Susan wasn't compatible with any of the animals.

With brown and dark green water swirling and dripping from everywhere. The metal monster was not much bigger than Taylor or Damiens six foot four, but had all the makings of a great steampunk robot with rusted bronze gears at every hinge and what appeared to be steam spouting from its cylindrical head. The white-blue flame guy was the smallest of the group, but wider, double the width of any of the other monsters. Its whole being was the sinister dark blue flame that faded to white at the tip. Every time it took a step it left a scorch mark on the ground. Little scars on the earth it was trying to claim.

This man is undeniably talented when it comes to acting, and he’s talented at pissing people too. “Back off or I’ll smash your face!” I threatened him. “Welcome back, mine. You’re no longer a robot.” His smile broadened. I moved away when he tried to pat my head. “You have to be comfortable with me.” “I’m comfortable when you’re not around me.” I hissed as I crossed my arms. “Then, you have to get used of being with me. There’s nothing you can do about it.” “You two!” Greg called and walked towards us. “I’ll give you three days to train.”

And as if on cue, Xoxo came over in her child form, yawning. “You mean her?” Malaika turned to Xoxo. The shifters heartily laughed. “Don’t get us wrong, Miss Tamni. That’s Xoxo, my magical creature. Believe it or not, but she used to be an axolotl.” “Oh,” Tamni gasped, looking amazed. “I think she is a cute little human.” “Sure, she is. But please, don’t indulge her by giving her so much chocolate. She might not want to be back in her animal form.”

Giant is just for the expression as the girl was looking petite as she was crying while trying to figure out what is wrong with the man who was grunting in pain. The way he was clenching his jaw, during the time he was trying to fight the monster inside him. little did he know the monster he is trying to fight again is not just another whom you can defeat in a snap, but he is a monster you should be afraid of. The monster is the wendigo.

Marseille, France (June 2019) The Infected hissed, its deformed form dangling in front of Minho. The stench of blood and rotten flesh wafted in with the breeze coming in through the open window. Minho cringed, cursing the human senses lent to him. He aimed his arrow towards the monster. Sensing the impending shot coming its way, The Infected twisted its body to the side, swinging across the ceiling from one side of the room to another. Minho kept his hands steady, maintaining his target. He released the arrow, and The Infected screeched as its shoulder burst into flames. Its cries were mournful, reminding Minho of a wailing child. He wondered how old the creature was before it got turned.

till a small chunk of HP was left of the serpent. Tamed Metallic Python(young)(enhanced) Lvl.16 HP-980/6700 As they recharged their Mana and got ready to finish this relatively easy battle... Max: Let us attack again in 3….2……1…. ROARRRRRRRR... . ... . . .RRR... The ground started shaking as a violent shiny monster with red eyes comes dashing towards them.... Max:.....Sigh.....Did I ever say it’s easy?.....

He positioned himself by my side. "I'll go down, okay?" He asked with a mischievous tone as the sponge he was holding moved towards my lower abdomen. "Yes, p-please," I pleaded. I could feel his hard masculinity pressing against the side of my thigh, adding more heat to my body. "O-oh!" I let out a short moan when the sponge was inserted between my thighs and a louder moan when he playfully brushed the sponge against my genital area. I held on tightly to his arm as he continued to play with me. His mouth found my bréast again, and while the sponge was still teasing my most sensitive spot, his tongue played with one of my nípples.

If the steak sent by the kitchen was slightly too tough, he would cut it into tiny pieces himself and feed it to me bite by bite. The nursery was filled with the finest furs and toys, each one hand-picked by him at the market. An Alpha who valued his bloodline more than his life. A mate who treated our unborn pup like a treasure. He wouldn't be keeping a mistress behind my back and planning to kill our hard-won child for her, would he? I took a deep breath, suppressing the rising bile and heartache, and asked tentatively. "Kael, could the Healer be wrong? The life force of our pup felt so strong the last few times we checked."

My body was still adjusting to its human form, the fur memory fading like smoke in sunlight. It felt wrong to be this hairless. This cold. I wasn’t made to be in skin. Isaac found me the night I crossed over curled in a back alley behind a bodega in Queens, limbs shaking, tongue swollen from thirst, beaten within an inch of my life. He recognized what I was before I did. Said he hadn’t seen a real inugami since the seventies. He let me sleep on his couch and didn’t ask questions, which I liked. When I woke up the second time, he put hot tea in my hand and told me everything I needed to know.