괴물 Novels & Stories

No piece of cloth is going to work against this. I swim in and out of consciousness for a while--I don't know how long--as I am dunked and roiled in the wild waves of the smell. I'm only dimly aware of being suddenly freed from the confines of the sticky ropes of the net, then plummeting briefly through the air. I'm knocked straight back into painful consciousness when I hit the ground with a bone-jarring thud. Werewolf bones are resilient ... but damn!

Ron said and Alan chuckled. “ Why ? Ain't you scared that you'll be dragged into the river and never to be found again ” “ No ” Ron answered. Alan rose his left brow, such braveness “ Why do you think so ” he asked. “ Because my heart is pure, rumours had it that it is people with tainted soul and bad heart who get dragged and sucked by the river ” Ron answered. The young giant was right as he couldn't get close to the river for what had committed in the past. The young giant had a pure and mind heart that why he didn't get dragged by the river as he stood a little close.

Leela said, '' I have their blood. It's not red like yours and mines it blue. "Ezra said, ''So it that why you cut me that hurt by the way. "Leela said, '' Yes, I need to know that I could trust you. "Ezra said, ''I know you lie to everyone about what you saw. "Leela said, ''I did it because I don't know who to trust. "Ezra said, '' Goblins has a unique power to shapeshift into people. When I had fought one. It came to me as someone I love. Goblin can only carry recent memories nothing of the past. That how I could tell the difference with the one I fought. "Ezra said,

You have been here too long. “What? No!” she panicked, eyes wide. “What about the girl? What was that thing?” The girl will live thanks to you. And do not worry about the creature. Question weighed heavily on the tip of her tongue but none passed her lips as the frozen ground opened up under her once more and Chloe plunged into the watery darkness once more. --- “Whoa! Hey!”

If someone breaks any one of them, upon contact with the ambient air, its content will materialize into a ghoul. “Yes for two of them. I found one to the left of this tombstone here,” said Roger, pointing to the tombstone by the grave they were standing by, “one was to the left of this one,” he continued, pointing to the grave across from them. “There was also one there,” he said, walking to the left side of the tombstone by the grave to their right. Eva looked at Coralis staring at the marbles before returning her attention to the caretaker.

And then the sea exploded. A shape rose behind the boat—towering, serpent-thick, covered in barnacles and blind white eyes. A god—or something older. The deck tilted violently. Waves battered the ship like fists. Maya grabbed Halrik and Jonas, pulling them toward the interior hatch as the sky broke with rain. “We have to go! Now!” But Halrik was still weeping. “You brought her up. You brought it up. You fed the trench…” And Jonas, pale as death, said, “That thing—it’s not done. It’s hunting. It knows your name.”

Chapter 50: The Gobi Ghost The Gobi Desert was not just a desert; it was a landscape of frozen dunes and howling, mournful winds that sounded like the collective, tortured screams of everyone the Dividend had ever broken, experimented on, or discarded. It was a vast, unforgiving graveyard of salt and silicon. Deep beneath those shifting sands lay a relic of the Cold War—an abandoned Soviet research bunker that Julian had repurposed into a digital tomb, a womb for his own dark rebirth.

POV - ESMEE BADEAUX "Stop it!" I scream, putting all my strength into removing Giovanni from Antonio. "Fuck you!" Giovanni barks at Antonio. He grips onto Antonio's collar and aggressively draws him up then smashes his head on the ground. Gasp and cries are heard across the church as people witness the outrageous scene. "Giovanni, Antonio!" Arial cries to both of her sons. "Boys!" Giovanni's father Diego bellows

"It can. It very much can." I looked back at the gemstone. Surprisingly, those grey patterns had disappeared. It was all black now. Jet black. "It's from the Underworld."

Hidden beneath the sands of the canyon floor was a massive abyssal creature, bound in chains, its eyes glowing with a malevolent light. "It's a trap," Liora whispered, her voice filled with dread. Before we could retreat, the creature stirred, sensing our presence. The chains binding it started to unravel, released by unseen forces from the outpost. It was not just any creature; it was a Leviathan, an ancient beast of destruction, long believed to be a myth.