A Monster In The House Novels & Stories

I've never been this confused in my life, thanks to the witch. When did I become like this? When did I turn into a glutton for something even I don’t recognize? Is my childhood catching up to me after all? Is the monster from my nightmares real now? A dark figure appears at the edge of the screen and then… The lights go out. Not just the TV. The lights are out in the entire house. I freeze as my heartbeat skyrockets. I fumble for my phone to turn on the flashlight, but it clatters to the ground.

Suddenly I hear loud screams, I try to look through the peep hole in the passage wall and I see mom torn into half by a hairy monster . Her blood was everywhere, the monster was growling with mom's blood dripping from it's huge mouth.I was speechless,too scared to do anything,not too long after I hear the cracking of bones and I find the bodies of my dad and brother lifeless on the ground with their blood splattered everywhere.

The fact that I'd choose it even knowing the cost. Welcome to the dark house. Where monsters wear human faces and victims smile while being destroyed.

I resemble one of those ladies from horror films who wanders off by herself or trips over every time the monster pursues her. My monster is Jason, and I'm sick of tripping. I work up the nerve to press the power button at last. Even if I've stopped watching TV, the quiet at home is challenging. He still won even though I was able to stop the commercial. He continued to stab me to death, and if I had had friends, they would have already located my body as a creepy soundtrack played.

BECCA. The whole entrance fell apart as well as the walls when the monster on his two limbs walked in. Unlike wolves that are always on their four limbs. This monster had long fangs protruding in front of his mouth. He was scary but there was nothing scarier than seeing my mom being held by him. “Leave her out of this, Magdon!” I screamed at him, getting angrier. He turned to me and growled at my face before I saw him freeze looking at something behind me. I trace his gaze and saw that he was looking at his daughter on the floor.

I assure him sillyly, clinging the pelt against my chest. There's a loud bang and screams that sound loud abroad, the earth beneath our feet trembling as if there was an earthquake. I glance at Grayson, who's equally as blank as I am, both of us rushing out to gage the situation. We're both stupified at the disasterous scene at hand, my mind unable to to process the puzzle. "What...what are they?" I inquire of Grayson, hand gripping tightly to the door frame as I watched the monsters tear through our home. "Are they rogues?"

Safe and hidden from the monster who kills and forces me to be a cannibal. I finish cleaning and tuck myself into my closet about an hour before the bedroom door opens. I keep my breathing shallow as I listen to the footsteps, but something tells me it isn't the monster this time. The something is the clicking of heels hitting the floor instead of flat shoes. Curiosity begins to stir within me, but I keep myself still. I don't want to make anyone mad. All the animals in this house are dangerous. "What are you doing here," the monster growls, and I cringe within my dark closet.

My voice betraying the urgency that had overwhelmed me, "Let me go you monster!!" I snarled, my teeth clenched in rage, but my words seemed to fall on deaf ears, as he matched on, adamant to his course, dragging me to the middle of his opulent living room, but I was too focused on escaping from his iron grasp to admire the sight that was before me, suddenly, his voice rang out, "Butler Joe!" He bellowed, his voice reverberating in the spacious living room, bearing the weight of the hatred and anger in his heart, as he stopped right at the center of the room,

I made a plan that night to end her. The next night my parents had a big important party with some of my father’s clients from work. I knew that Rose would be over. When she arrived my mother kissed my forehead and left with my father. The sun hadn’t set yet so I asked Rose to go for a walk with me. She agreed and we took off into the woods behind my house. I got ahead of her and then made her think she had lost me. While she frantically looked for me I snuck behind her. I found a large piece of wood and crept up behind her. She heard the brush below my feet break as I approached her and quickly turned around. I then unleashed the Monster inside me. It was brutal and very sloppy. I honestly

But her voice wormed into my thoughts, whispering doubts I wasn’t ready to face. My gaze drifted to Damien, his shoulders tense, fists still clenched. He didn’t respond to her taunt, but I knew it reached him too. And in that moment, I realized something that made my chest ache with fear and something else I didn’t want to name: monsters weren’t always the ones outside. Sometimes they lived in the same house, under the same roof, sharing the same blood. And sometimes, the worst monster was the one you couldn’t bring yourself to leave.