Unchained Monsters Novelas e Histórias

I didn't quite understand why she froze this badly, he wasn't even doing anything, but something about him made her freeze. "Cassie," I said calmly. There was no response. She didn't move neither did she blink. And that's when I realized. Whoever he was, he wasn't just a stranger. CASSIE I couldn't move, I couldn't think, everything thing in my body system had shut down. I could see my world had fallen apart, and suddenly, I wasn't standing outside the café with George anymore. I was back in my past life, where everything about me was a disaster.

“No movement outside.” I hovered over the keyboard, my finger shaking above the button. Twenty seconds. Then— The lights flickered. The walls trembled. A single *bang* echoed through the night. And the door exploded inward. --- Gunfire erupted. I hit the ground as bullets tore through the motel. Damien’s men. They had found us. Carter fired back, but he was weak. Michael grabbed him, shoving him behind cover. “Winnie, hit the damn button!” I crawled toward the laptop, heart pounding.

He looked like he was in agony. But I was staring at the fresh scar on the webbing of his right hand, my entire body turning ice cold. That scar was identical to the one on the hand holding the woman's waist in the profile picture of the anonymous poster I had just seen. If I remembered correctly, that scar appeared three months ago. I was two months pregnant then, and we were walking in the deep forest. A feral Rogue suddenly rushed out. Kael didn't think twice before shielding me, fighting the beast with his bare hands.

Beneath the carved warning, four crude tally marks stood out. After a moment's thought, I took the utility knife and carved another stroke into my skin. Searching my pockets, I found a folded scrap of paper… and a few more hidden in the corners of my room. [The monster is tampering with my memory. Trust no one. Not even myself.] [The monster's cycle isn't endless. If you can't escape within a set number of loops, you will die. Permanently.]

she squealed, pulling back to look at me. I couldn't help it. I smiled. Lena Cho, my best friend since middle school. She was the only person who had stayed by my side before I lost everything in my previous life. Even after I pushed her away, she still tried to check on me. I’d ghosted her, thinking I was doing her a favor. But here she was again, before me, vibrant as ever, acting like nothing had changed. My eyes watered a bit, and I sniffled.

They held. “My King…” “If I lose control you know what to do.” Cassian’s jaw tightened. “I will not kill you.” “You will if I ask.” My voice came out rougher now as fangs lengthened. I locked the final chain around my ankle and leaned back against the cold stone. The beast roared inside me and rattled the restraints. Dust fell from the ceiling with each violent shake. This was why they called me the Monster King. Not because I enjoyed cruelty but because my own body became a weapon I could barely contain. I fought to stay conscious while growls tore from my throat and echoed through the chamber.

Damn it. “Now!” a voice shouted. And then chains. It was heavy and thick, covered in something dark. They wrapped around me before I could react. My wolf fought against them. But they burned. Like they were made to weaken me. Lucan roared, trying to reach me—but he got overwhelmed too. Ten wolves jumped him at once. He fought back. But not all of them. They dragged him down. Chained him too. “Get off him!” I roared, struggling.

While Caspian's and Asher's monsters still battled against their restraints, their savage urges tantalized by the scent of my blood, Malachi's monster was unnervingly calm, its movements deliberate, its gaze calculating, a hunter assessing its prey. The floor seemed to shift beneath my feet, a wave of vertigo washing over me, a brief moment of disorientation. It was as though my brain had short-circuited momentarily, the world blurring at the edges. My eyes went blank, a momentary lapse in consciousness. Within that fleeting period of lost focus, the sound of metal violently bashing against the wall and clattering against the stone floor enveloped the space, a symphony of impending doom. My

The ropes holding them up creaking eerily in the emptiness. All of the creatures were hopelessly silent. Having long ago learned that screaming only got them attention they didn’t want. The monsters seemed to prefer the ones that still had spark. Someone was walking in the darkness, but Udora couldn’t see whom. She knew from the weight of the footfalls that it wasn’t Mathis bringing her food. Far worse. One of the monsters. He grabbed a woman around the waist. Lifting her until her chained wrists came off a hook that was slung high above. Attached to the bottom of the rope.

“He was an aqrabuamelu. Apparently, it is a scorpion human hybrid that feeds on virgins and young women, “ “What are you doing so that explains why he wanted you so bad?” June said. “I guess by that logic, you are the only one on the whole basketball team who knows how to keep her legs closed,” “Did you really have to say it like that? “April G said to her. “Oh, come on. We are all thinking it. Maybe that is why they gave you such a hard time in the 1st place, Chan,” “Can we please just focus? “Madison asked. “Now that we can identify these monsters, we must figure out how they keep showing up and why they keep trying to kill us,”