Trevor Henderson Monster Novels & Stories

I should be the one keeping HER safe, yet she is the one saving my life. Like a warrior, Talia yells in her language while hitting the giant monster with her little stick in its eye. "Die bitch!" The jormungandr screeches at the pain. The monster must be shocked that a tiny creature has managed to hit its eye. It disappears into the sand, which gives me plenty of time to stand up. Pain rings in my entire body, but my mate is there to try and help me stand, and I'm amazed all over again. She doesn't look built for battle, yet she came to my aid. I'm lucky to have her.

But my grandfather sent me again to another school named 'HARRISON UNIVERSITY' A typical but high-end school congested with bitches, nerds, lovers, jerks, bullies, and the pathetic ones who love to see themselves bullied. Not until I started to see bizarre things, I never wish to involve with. 'Monsters'—that's what Harrison University has. From that day on, I learn that all things happening inside this campus are bound to each other. Too late for me to realize that these will lead me to the place where I can find the identity that I myself don't want to bring back.

"That's enough!" Trevor barked. His dominating aura shook the walls of his office, frames falling to the ground, windows rattling with brute force as his shoulders broadened, welcoming his monster. The monster I used to fear. But not anymore. I didn't run, neither did I scurry. I stood face to face with Trevor's beast. A beast more than twice my size, towering over everything in the room. Making me nothing more than a tiny prey in its gaze. "Are you trying to outsmart me?" He asked.

It only made me want to taint her. “I'm yours, daddy,” she whispered into my ears, making my cock throb in my pants. I could feel it begging to be released, and in one swift move, I put her down in the lounge, unbuckling my belt, a cruel smirk coming to rest on my lips. She had awakened the monster, and now she was going to take it like the slut she was. Binding her hands with the belt, I pulled her to her knees in front of me, pulling off my shorts to let my hardened cock spring free.

Surviving was already tough enough. Victor didn't bother with all these messy affairs. With Henry and the translator around, as long as things didn't get out of hand, Victor wouldn't intervene. His daily routine was a bit dull, just listening to reports every day. On the fourth day, just as dawn was breaking, Terrence reached out to Victor. "Bro, good news!" Terrence exclaimed, clearly excited. "What good news?" Victor had just left the camp and was wandering around with Windfall. "We've found a suspected monster lair."

His voice trembled, his eyes darting between Ria and me. I weighed my words. “I don’t know for sure. But there’s a chance you’ll shift.” He shuddered at the thought. “Does it hurt?” “A lot,” Lilly answered honestly, squeezing my hand. “But it gets easier.” Hendrix managed a weak smile, and in that moment, I saw a flicker of respect in his eyes—a new bond forming in the face of fear. “It’s ironic,” he said to Lilly, his voice low. “I’m becoming the monster I’ve always hated.”

Trevor grabs a bag of blood. “It must be horrible to make such a sissy like you cry. I will pass and there won't be tears on my cheeks.” Trevor leaves the kitchen. Ash sits by Hector. “I know you can’t tell me what happened yet, but I know it must have been horrible. I'm sure you made the right choice,” says Ash. Hector looks at Ash. Hector shakes his head no. “You don’t understand they are turning us into monsters. I will tell you this, whatever your test is, just do it. It can be much worse if you don’t. The punishment is nothing compared to the feeling of being a monster,” whispers Hector.

"Aaron, this is Nicholas Hendrick. You'll recognize his name from the hefty bank deposit, I'm sure." Aaron, a nerdy, lanky guy who smells vaguely of hot dogs stands up and extends his hand. I shake it because it would be rude not to. "Aaron. I guess you were able to clean up the video?" "I was. It took some doing and no way the people the Boston PD work with could have done it. It's good you brought it to me." "Is that right? Let's see it."

Their eyes met, and Julie could only muster a faint smile, her tears threatening to spill once more. They eventually arrived at the hospital. Elizah regained consciousness but was still crying, grimacing, and refusing to see anyone. She even rejected Julie. If she saw anyone or even the shadow of a passing airplane, she’d scream, “Monsters.” “She doesn’t want to see anyone. She’s still trembling and keeps screaming, ‘Monsters,’” Richard explained. “Monsters? That means there’s more than one perpetrator which ... Oh God … Oh no ..." Julie whispered, sitting down on the bench outside Elizah’s hospital room. When Julie glanced up, she saw the same officer, Mark Robertson, walking toward her wit

’ He could just picture his close friend punching this Monster over and over again. His face was already fucked. It was pretty messed up. But for now, it was his time. ‘You must know why you are here?’ Josh asked in a mocking tone. The Monster whimpered while thrusting his head side to side. How could he not know. Josh thought. This made Josh just mad. And so, with force he ripped off the tape from his mouth. It made the Monster gasp in pain. ‘Please,’ the Monster begged. Josh back handed him. ‘How pathetic can you be?’ He demanded while grabbing a bunch of his hair and pulling it backwards.