The Monstrous Novels & Stories

“You think you can just slide into his space, take what belongs to the Chika Whitmore line, and play the loyal pet?” Driscoll’s voice was a low growl, vibrating with pure werewolf malice as he cornered Malik Arden by the heavy oak doors. “That seat was reserved for the true mate of the Dominion’s heir, not a scavenging stray looking for scraps from Lucien’s plate.”

" I almost laughed at how ridiculous it sounded. I used to think Ophelia was just born rotten. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't any better. Like they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I shot Lauren a cold glance, then suddenly waved toward the distance, my voice bright. "Mom! You're here!" Lauren jerked her head up and followed my gaze. The operator who had controlled the memory extraction machine that day was striding straight toward us. I looked at the two of them, stunned speechless, and let out a quiet, mocking laugh. "Sorry. I already have a new family now. I have a new mom. If you keep bothering me, I'm calling the police."

But still, I'm happy that she was alive… My precious was alive… _________ Kleanor" "Where is Zack! He should not have just gone out of the house. It's dangerous to go alone to those like you, Warg, there is a group called 'Monstrous Monster' and they were kidnapping a supernatural creature and using it for their lavage. Arexier calls your father and we have to find Zack before it's too late. I was panicking because I knew what would happen if Zack was captured by that group.

James laughed and told Micheal not to try it because, Monster is a vampire and he might killed Michael if he found out that zombies resist Micheal's blood, that will be the worst part because he want the world to continue like this. "It's none of your business just take me to him! and if you tried anything fun... you will be the first person to die! now led the way." Michael shouted at Dr. James. Monster chamber was the biggest house in the community, it has two entrance; the front and the back door. The building was silent and no reflection of any light can penetrate into the building because Monster is afraid of light, and also their is a big bathtub which Monster always soak himself into

He released an impatient sigh and I scurried to open the letter back once again to read it. I really want to shout for help but I don’t want to risk anyone getting hurt because of me. There was no way they could stand against this massive entity I’m not sure should even exist. I’m fairly certain there was never a werewolf in history recorded to have been this big! It’s probably a monster created by the Goddess herself to massacre packs after packs that displeases her. I couldn’t come up with any reason for this ‘thing’ to exist aside from that. A monster due to his size, yet morphed by the Goddess by how immaculate this monster is.

Suddenly, the ground began to quake. As the growl of an unknown monster’s voice filled the air, the mountain split open, and a chasm appeared. Then, a massive horned head emerged from the valley. The monster had a large mouth with two rows of sharp teeth. A foul and foreboding atmosphere suffused the surroundings. At the sight of the monster, both Jules and Monica retreated slightly. Emperor Jabari immediately drew out a small amount of his power from the Celestial Abode.

Just like she was about to do right now. “If Werewolves are aberrations, what does that make those Monsters?” “It makes them worse. Leviathans are complete beasts hiding in a human skin. They were actually made in a lab and what could be more unnatural than that?”. He spoke without attempting to hide the disgust and hate in his voice. He obviously had some ugly history with them. It made her scared a bit to see how much he hated them because that meant they were formidable opponents and that she was in grave danger for something she couldn’t even understand.

"But it's only a dream love. It's not real." "But that wasn't the worst part Dad." Max said sitting up and facing Damon with wide worried eyes. Magnus watched Max, feeling his body tense with a deep feeling of dread. Max wiped his nose with the corner of his blanket as his eyes began to well with tears. "A m-monster came out of the pond...a giant, red beast..." ...with broken wings of dazzling white flames and eyes so dark and merciless, to look upon them would destroy your mind and leave you screaming and writhing in agony... Damon shuddered as Max's monster appeared before his eyes, rising from a pool of pitch and flames.

He looked normal from afar off; his dark eyes, the terror in them, his fearful aura, none could be seen from where she sat; without those features, he looked like a walking god; charming and breathtaking, but it was just afar off, on a closer look, you would see the monster for who he was. As though he noticed her stare, he turned towards her window; Kate’s heart skipped a beat, but she was calm, she had put off her light. There was no how he would know that someone was watching him. As though her instincts were correct, he looked away and started walking into the mansion.

A hunger so deep it threatened to swallow me whole. Then, Marcel Monet stepped through the ruins of the door. He looked at the beast, his eyes wide with a mixture of terror and scientific greed. “Incredible,” he whispered, even as his hand shook while reaching for a high-tech sonic disruptor. “The biological potential… it’s limitless.” The Apex turned. He sensed the source of the Monet bloodline—the blood that ran through my father, and through me. He let out a roar that shattered the glass of the high windows, the sound waves hitting me like a physical blow.