Novel & Cerita The Monstrous

He was just a monster to be manipulated. A low, deep, and utterly animalistic roar tore from Victor’s chest, shaking the very walls of the security hub. The sheer force of his rage made the guards step back on pure survival instinct. The monster was back, but it was no longer controlled. It was completely untamed, broken, and rabid.

"I've been sleeping with the Alpha for a while now, and I just found out I'm pregnant. But his Luna is knocked up too, and she's months ahead of me. I hate the idea of him having a pup with someone else. I want to carry his firstborn. How can I make him force his mate to get rid of it?" The comments section was flooded with curses and insults calling the poster a home-wrecker. But the original poster had liked one particularly vicious comment. "That's easy. Tell the Alpha that his Luna is too weak and that she is carrying an abomination corrupted by wolfsbane. Tell him it will be a stillborn anyway." I usually just lurked in these threads, but my wolf, Selene, growled within me. My fingers f

“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?”

Karen clawed at Monde's arm. "You're a monster," Monde speaks up, pinning Karen against the wall. "A stain on this earth. I want nothing more than to end your pathetic life," she said squeezing harder. I watched as Karen's face turned red, along with her bloodshot eyes as she attempted to pry Monde's hand off of her; a continuous failed attempt. "But you'll not die by my hands. If anyone is to kill you, you little vermin, it's the ones you wronged," she said. "Whatever you know about me, you best keep your mouth shut or you'll be counting your days," after that, Monde stepped back and let Karen drop to the floor, gasping for air.

Its enormous webbed hands clenched the muck, pulling its bloated body through the floodwater with sickening slurps. Lightning forked overhead, illuminating the monster in stark detail. Its bloated throat expanded like a bellows, glowing faintly green as foul gas hissed from its nostrils. Two bulbous eyes, the color of rotting moss, rolled grotesquely as they locked on the figures in its path. Junie’s stomach twisted. Even from where she stood beside Rio, she could feel the weight of its presence pressing on her chest. Rio wiped blood from his jaw, his golden eyes hard. “That thing is big enough to level the house if it gets too close.”

I let my eyes move across the table, watching their silent reactions. “But it’s the vampires that disturb me more,” I continued, voice soft but clear. “The killer used a forbidden method, death by full blood drainage. No tears, no marks of force. Just… empty. And the way the blood was drained wasn’t just to kill, it looked ceremonial. Intentional. As if someone is trying to ascend… or become something, someone, supernatural.” I stopped there, keeping the rest of my findings close to my chest. I didn’t trust them enough to give more. The room had fallen dead silent.

Before we could get back to the academy, it had already reached the ears of Miss Hellcat and the monsters. The monsters began gossiping about it, wondering who the killer was. "I think it's a Vamwolf!" Callista said loudly. "A Vamwolf?" they all gasped in shock, their heads turning to one another. "Yes, I am sure of it. Vampires and werewolves can't work together, so it has to be a Vamwolf!" she said sharply. "Does a being like that exist?" the monsters asked again. "When we think about it, there's nothing impossible in the supernatural world. It has to be a Vamwolf birthed from a vampire and a werewolf. And knowing he can't be accepted by anyone, he's trying to take revenge by accusing us o

And that terrified him. Kristen had looked at him like he was more than a monste, like he was a good man. And deep down, he believed her. But belief is dangerous. It makes you soft. And softness is fatal in his world. Carlo collapses into a chair, overwhelmed. He’s a feared man, a killer. But now he’s haunted by the memory of Kristen’s breathless gasp, the warmth of her skin, and the sound of her crying behind a locked door.

then a hulking mass heaved itself onto the shore—a monstrous thing, covered in glistening black mucus, its grotesque body pulsing as if it were breathing through its skin with disgustingly wet sounds. It let out another deafening roar, stretching its maw wide to reveal jagged, yellowed fangs, thick strands of saliva stretching between them. My stomach churned. "What the fuck is that?" Soren cried, staring in open horror at the mucus covered creature. The monster lunged. Before I could react, Kai was already moving. A raw, feral growl tore from his throat as he rushed forward, his entire body radiating sheer force. "Back the hell off, you ugly bastard!" he bellowed.

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.