Taming The Monster Novels & Stories

"I understand you! I understand that you men can't always have good control over every part of your body, like your cocks. But you can't quit trying to control it. Well, even if your fire is not as easy to manipulate as your hands and feet, but as unruly as your cock, you can't indulge it. A guy who thinks with his cock instead of his brain must be a monster!" Maybe the monster was shocked by my crazy analogy, he couldn't say a word even after staring at me for a long time. "If the method you taught doesn't work, or if you say all this just to taunt me, then you're dead." After saying that, the monster closed his eyes. I knew he was trying to do what I said. I pressed my palm against his abd

The monster grinned, he was waiting this question to answer. “to kill the woman, you love”, the monster replied and laughed out load. When Adam heard it, he shot the enemy many times. His heart was full of rage and anger. But the more he shot the monster, the more it grows bigger. Why? Adam didn’t know how to fight this kind of enemy. Its tactics were different. He realized that the more his emotions get tangled, the more the enemy got its power. Adam closed his eyes then took a depth breathed. The monster noticed Adams sudden changed of energy. So, He tried to provoke him again.

Jake turned and dashed towards the column closest to him, with the monster taking one huge leap and flew over him before landing in front of him. He resorted to throwing books at the monster by grabbing a big dictionary and hurling it-like that would work! The monster ripped the book into shreds and squealed before charging. Jake had a close call when the monster got him by the shoulders after leaping towards him, tearing his sweater and almost getting his skin. He jabbed the monster with the mystical book, sending it falling over to the other side behind him and Jake also fell. The monster was squealing way louder this time and it looked like the book had actually hurt it.

The transformation called for her to be sick as the venom would try to take over, but her body would try to fight it off like any other disease. “Yes. Can you let me go now so I can return back home and-” Tammy was cut off as he bit down onto her left shoulder instead of on her neck. Tammy cried out in pain, and saw images she didn’t understand. A woman with two different shades of eye color… a big man wearing a suit looking disturbed… two crying infants, and then toddlers chasing each other…

Talons sharpened to project scorching menace slid free from their sheaths with a whisper of metallic finality. "The time has come for humans to understand the true consequences of defying their genetic betters. The Silvermoons and whichever deluded forces they've rallied to their doomed cause shall learn firsthand what happens when deluded prey beasts forget their place in the cosmos..." In the sudden absence of sound, even the steady tattoo of precipitation seemed to fade to utter silence as the monster slowly rose to bear witness. Fury inhaled with relish the portents spooling through every plane of existence. Tonight, I'll infiltrate the human world to get my hand on the information.

"I gave her my word! I told her that she'd be safe, you fucker!" Marco spat blood on the ground. His eyes were blazing with fire. "Spare me the sermon, will you? You wanted a strong, invincible soldier, and I gave you that. I trained her, shaped her, and made her the monster you needed. So do not fucking tell me that you did her any good. You are as much a selfish bastard as I am."

‘What use of chanting and hopeful thinking, when the man already saw her? She chuckled at the irony, there is no use of hiding but she can’t help but develop a trauma against humans. She let them touch her, yet their hands were filled with the fire that burned her insides. “Stay there” the man’s deep yet gentle voice ordered, talking to the woman who called him. “But young master, your eyes are still not yet fully healed!” “Trust me, I can do it this time,” he replied back, chuckling at how worrywart his nurse is.

CONAN. The minute Damian is gone and I’m sure he is out of earshot; I’m flipping the table and screaming into the cushions of my sofa. The glass from the broken coffee table pierces the skin of my bare feet, but my brain barely registers the pain. My wolf, twice as angry as I am, threatens to take over. In this state, I wouldn’t be able to control him once he takes over. ‘A wolf’s power comes from control, the minute you lose it, you’re as good as dead.’ I remember my father’s advice.

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.”

After a while she came back to her senses. That prick has just left, he didn’t say when he will be back. She hasn’t received anything to eat, but what was worse, he gave her nothing to drink. He was taming her, and at this rate he will be able to do whatever he wants to her and she will obey for a mere glass of water. For a moment she felt so happy only because she had received a blanket. Has her mind shrinked because of this fucking cold? She will not play by his rules, she will not be tamed. Not like that.