The Nameless Monster Book Novels & Stories

It was the one. She kept the book well because this was the last thing she saw her mother touch before she died. The cover of the book was a fierce monster. It was the same golden statue in her other hand. She opened it and immediately, all the memories of the horror book came to her…

I tried to pull away. “Oh, tell her,” the Tip-Toe Shadow cawed. “Tell her how you and the mother lay together at night and talked about her. And you laugh and laugh and laugh. And in the other room, the New Luna cries in loneliness and fear. But who comes to her? I do. I don’t leave her alone, no! There are, mmm, songs, and stories and things to tell her! About the dark places, and the fun we shall have, and why nobody loves her but me, the one who crawls under the covers with her when she hides and . . . ” “Stop it, you monster!” I screamed and tore at the hands around my neck. “You’re disgusting and vile, and I don’t want anything to do with you! Uninvited! Uninvited!”

Candy whispered, then she didn't force me to release her anymore; we just rushed forward without knowing what was waiting for us. I suddenly stopped without warning; to Candy's surprise, she turned her head to ask me why but shortly fell silent. Candy's hand on my shoulder tightened, hoarse voice. "The road is over; maybe we have to end here." I feel the taste of death close to me. I looked helplessly at the dead end before me and heard a growl behind me. When I turned my head, the monster was only half a meter away from us. Candy closed her eyes; she asked softly. "I forgot one important thing. Little girl, what's your name?"

My lips quivered and I shook in fear. The monster came out of the shadows. The only way to describe the monster was a bipedal complete absence of light. It wasn't just blackness, it was nothing at all. He cast no shadow, made no noise, and gave off no odor. It is the shape of a man but no face just an abysmal like a void. "What do you want?" I asked, whatever was in front of me. If I got off here alive. This forest was a no go area.

Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long. The other two ran towards me with a speed I hadn't expected from monsters their size. Blasting them with my water magic didn't deter them, instead, it angered them further. They had almost gotten to me when the mist popped out six huge monsters, five of which immediately went into action. The winged monster didn't, instead, it trotted to me and nuzzled my cheek, making me smile. The Egran, which I had decided to name my monsters, fought with Karissa's scorpion-wolves with such speed that stunned the scorpion-wolves themselves at first.

I also was still wrapping my mind around how he was offering me a blowjob a few minutes ago - altohugh he looked lie had no idea what h was doing- and now he was walking excited around like a kid in a toystore. “What’s your name?” I asked, cleaning the crumbs from my jacket. “My name?” “Yes. You know mine, so I need to know your too…” “I don’t have one. “ “Oh, come on. No parents, no name. You should have at least a name. What is it?” “Killian. “ He said and I laughed. “Like the comic book character. “ “Like him, yes. “ There was a really popular comic book going around therse days and I assumed he had picked up the name form there. But it kind of suited him.

he said. I fought the feeling that wanted to ask for his name but was surprised when he answered my thoughts. "Well I thought you would like to know my name. Anu is my name." He smiled. Wait! Did he read my thoughts? How come he answered my silent question? As we continued with the journey,I realized that we were the only ones left in the car, just the two of us but we never stopped for others to get out of it. How is this possible? I couldn't believe my eyes so I had to break the silence and ask.

She closes her eyes as if she saw a ghost standing in front of them but in reality, it was a monster that was standing in front of them; One Monster who kills people without having mercy on them! *

"You just change which monster gets to walk free." "Then I'll take my chances with the monster who's been chained." Cassian's fingers tighten another degree around the shaft, knuckles white despite the blood still running down his wrist. "Over the one who did the chaining." Fern reaches out from her mother's arms, small hand pressing flat against the pulsing black bloodstone crowned at the sceptre's tip, gold eyes wide and steady despite the violence still exploding all around her. A pillar of golden light erupts from her palm without warning, racing the full length of the iron staff and shattering the crystal into a fine, glittering cloud of black dust that scatters across the dais like ash

The kind of strength that survives monsters like Lucian. And I had mocked her for it. Now I understood. I dressed quietly, every motion practiced. The last thing I wanted was to be near him when he woke. The basement was forbidden, and I had no desire to learn what secrets he kept there. Instead, I slipped toward his office. It was dim, lined with books and the faint smell of smoke and rot. On his desk lay an open volume. The title caught my eye: The Northern Wolves. Curiosity pried at me.