Novel & Cerita Weirdcore Monsters

Cause now we are dealing with the infamous SCHIZOPREN. Alkhun flinched. "What was that?" Alkhun wasn't able to answer immediately thinking what they should do at the next creature. "It was a dark creature." "A western Monster?" Amari asked, and ALkhun nodded. "A rare one, the B- Rank Monster that creates illusions depends on the immortal's memories. " Alkhun could feel the presence eat the back of those jars. Somehow creepy, out of this world presence, somehow familiar to him. "The ones who are usually found in Dark forest?" Amari asked, almost trembling.

I sharply asked. Growls stopped, they looked at me like I said something they’ve never heard before. “We don’t have that kind.” He moves forward which makes me and Rendall brace ourselves for an incoming fight. “I am thinking of who to kill first but black and grey ones volunteered,” Rendall said and nudge my back using his shoulder as a signal to attack. I quickly get my dart and throw it at the werewolf beside me, and then the monsters started to counter. I pulled out the spear on the werewolf in front of me and throw it to the one that is behind Rendall. I immediately pulled out the knife behind my leg and throw it at the werewolf attacking in front.

Alex makes sure we are all comfortable before she begins “Okay, well when the two of you left, I was looking at the stuff we had read on the internet and I accidentally click on a random website called ‘monsters’ at first I was thinking, this is just going to be about random monsters from movies, but it wasn’t.” She pauses as though the next part of the story is absolutely horrifying, but with a little squeeze to her knee from Ash, she is able to keep going. “It said Ma Vista’s are not really known in the world today, but long ago they were known all over the world as ‘people with sight.’ Today they are starting to lose the battle against monsters. With more people dying every year you would

He put the microphone aside and then went into his office and activated another emergency button. From the ceiling, several televisions unfolded, showing the entire perimeter of the sanctuary, and that's how we saw the horror approaching us. The monsters attacking us were deformed wolves with eyes and faces and spitting blood. These things were three times the size of a werewolf beast and the worst part was that they looked rabid, which could be lethal. “What are those things?” I asked in fear. It was the first time I had ever seen anything like that. “I don't know,” Jhosep said, impressed. “But whatever they are, I have a feeling it's a vampiric creation. Those fuckers had a lab full of gen

My heart pounded like it was about to explode from my chest. Callista chuckled and slung an arm around me. “It’s not a movie. These are real vampires and werewolves. Here at Eclipse Academy, we have five types of supernatural beings: Werewolves, Vampires, Incubi, Dragons, Ghouls, and Witches,” she said matter-of-factly. I shook my head. This couldn’t be real. Why the hell was I in a school full of monsters? “Please tell me this is an illusion,” I said, my voice trembling.

Just as I was about to confront her, I suddenly got a message from William. "Do you know who Tash could be? Whoever she is, she's been harassing me for days now! What a lunatic!" My sixth sense went into overdrive, and once I checked the chat logs William sent, I was able to confirm my suspicions. The person named Tash started by sending a mysterious yet pointed message that read, "Hi, William. I'm proficient in physiognomy, and your girlfriend has the textbook features of a cheater who's plagued with many romantic entanglements. She's too seductive. She'll bring you bad luck and drive away all of your good fortune. It's best if you break up with her as soon as possible."

RECIPIENT: THE SIGNAL DAUGHTER. I pressed 'Play.' There was no video this time. Only the sound of a man breathing—slow, rhythmic, and terrifyingly calm. "You think you’ve won, Chiamaka," the Architect’s voice echoed, sounding clearer than it ever had in life. "You think by breaking my link, you’ve saved the world. But the 'Frequency' you broadcast wasn't just a message. It was a flare. You’ve shown the Deep-Core to the rest of the world. The Void was just the first to arrive. There are others—entities older than the Vanes—who have been listening to the static for centuries. They are coming for the Root now. And they don't use servers. They use... shadows."

The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry. I do not sit. I take back what’s mine. Yes, Veronica, the spoiled girl, is dead. Crimson Rogue has taken her place.

What kind of men were they? He spent hours researching them, poring over articles, interviews, and social media profiles. Damon, the CEO, a financial titan with an ice-cold gaze. Elias, the enigmatic artist, his sculptures commanding astronomical prices, his interviews rare and philosophical. Kael, the athletic one, a former Olympian turned sports magnate, his smile a blinding flash. Three distinct personalities, yet all sharing that same dangerous aura, that same undeniable power. He memorized their faces, their public personas, trying to reconcile them with the faceless, primal forces that had consumed him. It was impossible. The public image was too polished, too controlled. The memory wa

The game was pushing them closer, using the unsettling peace to lower their guards, to foster intimacy. They moved deeper into the city of spires. It was utterly empty. Houses stood with doors open, meals half-eaten on tables covered in dust. It was a snapshot of a life that had simply… vanished. In a grand observatory, they found the source of the anomaly. A massive, cracked crystal core pulsed erratically in the center of the room. Tendrils of corrupted data—dark, snaking lines of static—spread from the crack, infecting the consoles around it. Projected around the core were fragmented, looping memories that didn’t belong to Veridian. She saw flashes of a werewolf pack under a cold moon. He