Monsters Stories

Paje fired again. The grey sludge that had become formless after being shot started to take shape back into a human form. Juno rolled out of the bed, her training taking control to get herself out of the field of fire. As another shot sounded, she scooped up her kit and weapon and dove out into the hall. Paje followed and closed the door after them. She swapped magazines in her rifle and aimed it at the door. There was so...

Monsters stirred on Devil’s Night. The ivory white of the full moon shone on tombstones as plentiful as pumpkins in a pumpkin patch. The monstrous roar of the Jackal signaled it found its victim for breeding. Bent over the ancient gravestone, Vampire Drusilla moaned her pleasure song. Her lavender dress, clawed away. Her raven hair, wrenched back by the fistful. Tonguing the points of her fangs, Drusilla’s bountiful breas...