The Monster Chronicles Novels & Stories

The monster tore at him ripping open deep wounds to his side and while Xaviet grunted in pain, his hold on the monster didn't waver and his hands found purchase on either side of the monster's gaping mouth. Then Xavier began to push and the monster twisted trying to imbalance Xavier so that he could eat him. Xavier took another slash to his side then the monster's body began to give way beneath his pull and he grunted harshly giving one last deadly push that ripped the monster into two from its mouth down to his torso. The monster's body crashed into the water turning the water into a light almost pink hue. Xavier took a step out of the water then another before crashing to the ground uncons

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

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

Gen snorted. Monstra Fidelis – Monster Fight Club Advisor: Commander Karrin Vorax Summary: Unofficially official. First rule: don’t talk about it. Second rule: absolutely talk about it. Night duels. Monster form combat. No magic, just raw, feral brawls. Watchers can place bets. Winners gain power, respect, and invitations to secret GraveGalas. “Okay this one’s screaming my name,” I whispered. “Also, secret parties? Hell yes.”

"I gave you the chance to prove yourself to me, despite what you did to me in the past. But now you've only confirmed you're a monster. It is over between us!" Her words slammed into me, shaking me to my core. My eyes lit up in shock, I couldn't get myself to say another word. The weight of what I heard left me speechless. Then she walked away, and slammed the door behind her, leaving me rooted to my spot in total bewilderment. What do I do? I dropped to my knees as tears rolled down my cheeks, all I heard were her last words that kept replaying in my head. 'A Monster' 'It's over! It's OVER!'

Especially dark ones. Horatio shakes his head. "I wonder sometimes if it wasn't Gordon who created the monster. His affections were very clear." "Horatio." He faces me dead on, eyes shadowed. "Say it. Who is her biological father?" "Nicholas—" "Fucking say it." "Chandler," he says flatly. To think it is one thing. To guess it. To hear it, though, and to know it as fact, it's another thing altogether. "Chandler Carlisle-Bent hated his half-sister. He despised her, Nicholas. He raped her over months and months, and I never even saw it. Never saw what was right in front of my eyes."

Her upper and lower teeth were chattering uncontrollably. This person… thing before her… was a monster! How could a human possibly fight a monster? And why did such a monster even exist? The apocalypse was already bad enough—why did monsters have to appear too? "What exactly are you?" Christina roared, summoning the last of her courage. Number 114 thought for a moment. "I am… a monster your dad created." "Ah—!" Christina screamed as the woman plunged a fruit knife into her body, pushing it in inch by inch. The pain made tears stream down her face.

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

MONSTERS ON ICE Dark MMM Hockey Romance CONTENT WARNING — 18+ Monsters on Ice contains explicit sexual content intended for readers 18+. This novel includes MMM relationships, on-page explicit sex, dubcon elements, power imbalance, possessive themes, violence, sports injury, and emotional intensity. --- Cody Brennan, a 22-year-old rookie, is the league's clean-cut golden boy. Two monsters decide he's theirs. When rival captain Dom Reyes threatens to end his career, Cody finds himself under the protection of the two most dangerous men in hockey: Atlas Kane, 28— Captain. Ice in his veins. Control is everything. Hunter Conner, 26— Enforcer. Rage in his blood. Possession is everything. Wha