Monsterous Stories

The Hollowing. A plague spreading amongst mortals, killing them within days. Gods point fingers. Mortals point at the sky. Apollo can't heal it. Soon, the plague leaves the mortals, making the mortals breathe a sigh of relief, as well as the gods. Until that completely changes. The plague decides to take over Olympus, infecting the gods and creating an apocalypse. Can the mortals survive the wrath of the gods? Can the gods themselves even survive the disease? And how will they go at it when faced with difficult challenges and hurting the ones they love?

Hi, I'm (Y/n)! This is my story; well, my version of it. This is the story of how I met my best friends, my absolute best friend (my dragon) and became an ultimate dragon trainer and warrior. Mostly this is the story of how I met this quirky, odd and amazing boy; also how I fell in love with him. Let me tell you, it's an amazing ride and I wouldn't trade my story for the world.

Lord of the Rings fan fiction. What if, one day you found out that a world thought to be unrealistic was suddenly very real? What if you found out little secrets that your family, now deceased, wanted to keep buried in silence? What if you could have this world forever? What would you change during forever? What would you keep the same? This is a tale of She Who Awakened the powers of Fate, Creation, and Destruction.

"Monster". That was all. All I can hear. All I could see. Everything I had. People looked at me with fear in their eyes, terrified by what they see. They talked and explicit the word behind my back. They shouted it into my face. Engraving it into my soul. The pain was great, shame persist, gloomy thoughts, heart dead. Was I really a monster? Maybe, maybe not. It didn't matter, because I would do everything possible to remove that monster from the face of the Earth. It would no longer be seen by anyone. And maybe loneliness it would die by itself. Corrupted by it own self. That was the intention. The plan, which was to bring salvation. And maybe it would work .... If we hadn't met.

❝Sometimes human places create inhuman monsters.❞ ❝Sometimes humans are the monsters.❞ ☾☾☾ Chaser / Runner. Hunter / Hunted. Warmth / Ice. ☾☾☾ A hypothermia induced man faints on Harlow's doorstep. And so their story begins. Copyright © 2015 ☾Cover by me ☾written by me

New chapters are coming to you soon! A series that is being created by me. Hope you enjoy!

This forest is home to one of the most deadliest creatures

Long ago, two races ruled over our land. One race called themselves "Monsters", the other, "Humans'. One day, Humans had wronged us. hey had feared us and the power we could possess. Humans had a strange power called Determination on their side. Through sheer Hopes and Dreams, Monsters won the war. We sealed the humans under the earth with their own magic. There is a mountain by the forest, Mount Ebott. It is very dangerous, as if you were to trip, you would surely fall down to Human territory. A small Monster climbs Mount Ebott, and it seems they have tripped. Follow them through the underground as they attempt to survive revenge seeking and desperate humans.

In the Somal Mountains, Miss Shadow dwells-a spectral figure feared by all. Driven by curiosity, the crown prince ventures into her domain, losing his way. Back in the city, a dreadful plague transforms citizens into monstrous beings. The prince faces Miss Shadow. Can he unravel the mystery and save the city?

Awoken from its "Eternal Slumber" and rose from the dead and is on the hunt and reap and harvest the flesh and blood off its prey,a mysterious yet most infamous entity known as 'Gräuel (It means Abomination in German) is on the hunt to seek it's brother's who betrayed it and has left it to rot and spend an eternity rotting and suffering in the darkest depths of "The Shallows" where only the vanquished and slain creatures of any species are left to rot and suffer in the most agonizing and terrorising way yet. However a few young intellectuals are exploring the most haunted and abandoned forests and sites and buildings etc and are known as "Shadow Stalkers" as they're always exploring dangerous areas near them during sundown. Our fellow travellers consists of three young English male adults and 2 English female adults. What they're about to discover and unravel the mysteries that lies ahead of them will forever haunt their spirits and will always scarre them for the rest of their lives

A wetland excavation uncovers a grotesque, tangled mass of impossible bones, awakening something ancient beneath the mud. As the ground begins to pulse and a towering composite creature briefly rises from the pit, the workers flee-leaving behind a seemingly calm marsh that still, unmistakably, breathes.

In inspiration from a book called Monstrous, I present to you one shots- or sneak peaks- of the prequel to Silvia Stone and the Lost Siblings. These one shots will be about her parents, I hope you enjoy! FEATURED IN TRENDING!!!

I was running in the darkness blood were scattered and it looks grisliers as you roam around. I was shivering with fright, hugging my bare arms around my tiny body, my knees are shaking and about to collapes. I was about to shout but my voice won't reconcile. A man with red eyes was pointing a gun direct to my face, blood wrapped around his hands, he was about to shoot me but a man with a long fang wreck his neck using his sharp nails. I can't move my feet I was stant, horror written all over my face. I can't believe how cruel he was. One thing I just know, he's a Demon. A demon that makes my life jeopardy. I woke up with sweat all over my face, I was catching my breath and tears slowly falling fom my eyes. It looks sureal. Although I get over it, but my past still hunts me, I don't want to go back to my painful past that gives me bitter memories to remember. What does this mean? Will the past repeat its history? or My history will change everything that might happen ahead? -SOFIA CARTER

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I made this story because of a single thought, this makes even me scared of what could happen if I look in the mirror. One. Last. Time.