Novel & Cerita The Monstrous

The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry. I do not sit. I take back what’s mine. Yes, Veronica, the spoiled girl, is dead. Crimson Rogue has taken her place.

Beneath the carved warning, four crude tally marks stood out. After a moment's thought, I took the utility knife and carved another stroke into my skin. Searching my pockets, I found a folded scrap of paper… and a few more hidden in the corners of my room. [The monster is tampering with my memory. Trust no one. Not even myself.] [The monster's cycle isn't endless. If you can't escape within a set number of loops, you will die. Permanently.]

He bumped heavily into Benjamin who was just starting to get himself again. “Zamora divine god help us, what the hell is wrong with Ser Godfrey this is obviously not a ravage monster, i suspect it could be a legendary monster with such strength.” Mica added, her face down with the outcome of the fight. “Mica, I need you to distract the monster, I have an idea.” “Over here!” She said, her voice echoing through the colosseum, the monster's interest got back to her as she ran avoiding its shooting webs. Mica couldn’t keep up for long as the monster was getting closer each passing second.

“If there’s a single scratch on my body, the entire Chicago would know what kind of monsters you all are.” “When the time comes, you will meet our monsters first,” I snarled. “Keep your empty threats to yourself, Dominic.” She narrowed her eyes. “They don’t scare me anymore; in fact, it’s boring and repetitive.” “If there’s anything worth remembering about you, Sophia, that is, you are an attention-seeking whore. We know the video is fake, and you are desperate. Get to the fucking point. NOW!”

Monster Romance • Alpha/Omega • Forced Proximity • Dark Romance Isabel has spent her whole life running from Alphas and hiding who she really is. Ever since monsters revealed their existence and seized control of the world, being an omega has become a life sentence of slavery. And she refuses to accept that fate. So she pretends to be a beta. But when Isabel is chosen to work directly under Razor — the most powerful, dominant, and dangerous of all the monsters — she realizes her lie is about to fall apart. He watches too closely. He knows too much. And he seems determined to drag out the secret she's been guarding. When an accident puts her family in danger, Isabel discovers there'

Chapter 22: Solo Boss Fight The big black monster smashed into the concrete path with a loud crash that shook the whole wall beneath my feet. The concrete broke under its weight sending small gray rocks bouncing over the edge. Up Close, the monster was really scary. It was over nine feet tall with muscles that looked like wet leather in the dim morning light. It smelled like metal and rotting wood. It did not have hands; its long arms ended in thick curved bones that looked sharp enough to cut through a car engine. Its chest moved as it breathed, blowing a bad smell right into my face.

Lucia’s POV My head snapped back. “What monster?” Jorgsten leaned forward. “The monster that lives in the waters. The wolves mutating every living thing had a lot of toxic waste that was dumped straight into the ocean. That formed the monster.” Did he hear the words coming out of his mouth? How did that make any sense? Jorgsten sighed, shaking his head. “This is why I do not like dealing with logic types.” But he went further to explain anyway.

Their muffled groans, the sickening sound of their bones cracking, jaws snapping, flesh contorting between their human form and the monstrous visage, was both deeply disturbing and heartbreaking. Their eyes flashed with the familiar reddish hue of the monster's, the colors alternating between their natural shades and the monstrous crimson, a stark and unsettling contrast. My feet propelled me towards the entrance at Caspian's guttural command. He had undoubtedly utilized the last vestiges of his control, the final threads of his humanity, before the wildness fully consumed him, to issue that desperate warning. Tears welled in my

—the brain of the new world order. "Okay, Myra. Set up the transmitter," I said, my voice shaking. "We’re going to hijack the keynote feed. But the second I plug in, Victor is going to know exactly where we are." Meanwhile, in the Ballroom... Julian stood in the center of the gala, the holographic image of Victor towering over him. The eyes of every billionaire, scientist, and world leader were fixed on the "Monster of Owerri."

Only to pause at the flavour he had tasted after he licked that spoiled young master blood that was so squished already now and was now lying at his feet with its eyes close and was close on having to enter the door of his death. The monster was slightly confuse and not so sure, so he attentively pick the spoiled young master already dead body, he slightly sniff with that big nose like the shape of an elephant horn the under the eyes of the puzzled and horrified eyes of the crowd who was looking at the ruckus this unwelcomed monster had caused, he took a bite to this young master flesh, earning quite a lot of screams and shriek once again. But the monster paid no heed to this scream, but his