Weirdcore Monsters Novels & Stories

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.

I made a plan that night to end her. The next night my parents had a big important party with some of my father’s clients from work. I knew that Rose would be over. When she arrived my mother kissed my forehead and left with my father. The sun hadn’t set yet so I asked Rose to go for a walk with me. She agreed and we took off into the woods behind my house. I got ahead of her and then made her think she had lost me. While she frantically looked for me I snuck behind her. I found a large piece of wood and crept up behind her. She heard the brush below my feet break as I approached her and quickly turned around. I then unleashed the Monster inside me. It was brutal and very sloppy. I honestly

Their arms were so long they used them to walk along with their two legs, like the gorillaens I had once seen in the zoo back at Coven Community. These beasts had huge heads like wolves, fangs as long as my arm, their eyes were snake-like, and their huge bodies had thick muscles designed by a map of veins. They had long scorpion tails. These were monsters that have never been heard of or seen in the history of Mistworld. They didn't look like demons either. I'd read about all the types of demons, so I was certain these weren't demons. "What in Zhyrie's name are these things from?" I muttered to myself in horror.

Bleeding out. When my father made this monsters, he probably didn't think that part out. Well, technically he didn't actually made them but they're basically under his control now. Together with that weird warlock dude... Okiro. They definitely didn't think about the part where these creatures would need an actual source of blood in their bodies. So, if anyone could strike them in places where they'd be sure to bleed alot, they'd be going down. I personally prefer taking out their hearts.

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

~Author’s POV~ "This track is called the Serpent's Back. It's a narrow road that goes up a mountain. There's no fence. Just a big drop off the side. People have crashed here. One guy died last year," Simon said, his eyes shining with amusement. Harriet listened, but she didn't look scared. She was looking at her car, a simple silver Mazda. She touched it. It looked old, but she could tell it had been taken care of. The tires were good. The engine sounded smooth and strong.

He stumbled toward them, his face pale and drenched in sweat. “Trouble… in the south,” he gasped, collapsing at Marcus’s feet. Lucas knelt beside him, offering a water flask. “What happened?” The scout took a long drink before speaking. “The Core… its energy is spreading. Anomalies. Strange magic warping the land. Villages are falling into chaos.” Seraphina frowned. “What kind of anomalies?” “Crops withering overnight. Rivers turning black. Animals attacking people. And worse… some villagers are falling ill. Their skin turns gray, their eyes… hollow.”

I’m not supportive, I’m deadly. Her house is decrepit. The smell hits me on the way up the driveway. This place isn't suitable for human life. Rotted meat wafts from the trash can, and my nose is all wolf picking up subtle musks and gross maggot-covered food items. Bodies of the white creatures dance atop the wet trash can lid.

"The ancestral liquor in this sector is brewed with wolfsbane extracts to test a bloodline’s resilience, Chika," Lucien muttered, his knuckles turning white against the armrest of his transport chair as the banquet hall cleared out. "My uncles are intentionally pressing the glasses to see if my system can still filter the toxicity. If your core isn't built for heavy tactical sedation, you need to return to the barracks immediately."