A Monster In The House Novels & Stories

I’m shocked when the door on that room bang opens. I heard my mother screaming to stop someone I didn’t see. I peeked through the small hole in the cabinet to see what is happening outside. My eyes widened when I saw how they kill my mother using their fangs and talons. They are hairy, with red eyes, fierce fangs, and large bodies of monsters. My world stops when I saw my mother was bathing in her blood to the floor. I feel weak at what I witnessed. I was even more surprised that the two monsters have become human beings. I saw one of them approached the cabinet where I was hiding, and it surprised me when he opened it. He was smiling at me.

“How are you getting something to eat?” “I broke into the candy machine, and the drinking fountain has water.” “Does the monster know you’re in here?” “I dunno, it never comes here.” “Where does it go?” “Sometimes it slides on the street. Sometimes it crawls in the grass.” “What does the monster do?” “It slides and eats stuff. It ate a squirrel. The squirrel tried to get away, but the monster crawled over it, and it was gone.” “Have you been anywhere else downtown?” “I wanted to go to the grocery store, but I’m too afraid. The monster will get me.”

I couldn’t imagine how scared I’d be without them here, and I was still terrified. “Stay away,” the monster growled from inside the house. “I will kill you.” “No, you won’t,” I said, taking a shaky step forward. I could see it hiding inside the house. Its eyes glowed in the darkness. Its massive frame rippled with its heavy breathing. The boys stayed back. I could feel their fear. It radiated off them. I wanted to tell them everything would be okay, that we would be fine, but now was not the time. I had to keep my focus on the monster. I wondered briefly if they wanted to say similar things to me, and then I shook my head.

Because they know once the closed door was open, the people inside would be caught off guard as the monsters will probably stretch any parts of their body just to get the person they wanted to be by their side, then, eat it. They had already notice it now when they quietly observed how the monsters had desperately avoided the tightly closed doors of the house. It was not even touch or damage as no monsters was willing to lay any fingers on the houses even if it was filled with people inside. The monsters that came attacking so unscrupulously would not enter the tightly closed door, except for the house that whose door was opened by some elderly woman who wanted her son to get in immediately

Because they know once the closed door was open, the people inside would be caught off guard as the monsters will probably stretch any parts of their body just to get the person they wanted to be by their side, then, eat it. They had already notice it now when they quietly observed how the monsters had desperately avoided the tightly closed doors of the house. It was not even touch or damage as no monsters was willing to lay any fingers on the houses even if it was filled with people inside. The monsters that came attacking so unscrupulously would not enter the tightly closed door, except for the house that whose door was opened by some elderly woman who wanted her son to get in immediately

“The room was enveloped in darkness, there was a sound of droplets hitting the ground, the room smelled like a rotting corpse. There was a tapping on the door like someone was baning in morse code. The sound stopped when a large metal door opened a monster showed up. There was a pounding against the wall and one of the lights flickered on, the light brightened the room. But the people in the room were better off not knowing who put them there, the monster walked closer to the people chained and shackled against the wall. They kept screaming why are you doing this to me?'' Let me out. I have a family. Please do not do this to me. The Monster did not say anything to the man he just walked over

Monsters!!? The guy who built this house collected monsters." Mike sat on the edge of the tub, Naia wrapping bandages around the deeper cuts on his body. He wore only his boxers, having stripped away his clothing. He was grateful that the bushes had caught him, but a bit miffed that they had taken their price in flesh.

The others follow them, also afraid of staying alone with Ford for any longer than they need to. When they arrive at the edge of town, Ford stops and points at something. "This is it," he says. "Now, listen carefully because you might be the only one who understands what I'm saying. You should all stay away from the house while I work on over the monster. If you go near the house, it might attack you and take your heads or tear you apart. Understand?" The kids nod. As he puts his axe down, the monster appears from behind them. He notices the monster and lets out a small shriek.

FORTY-EIGHT The house in front of me looked like most of the houses in the pack, it had two stories and looked comfortable enough for a family but I knew better. Inside that house lived a monster who abused his children, the flowers that were planted in front of the house could mislead anyone, thinking that it is a normal house to a normal family. I walked until I was on the porch, the wooden floor creaked upon my weight and the heels of my boots made a clicking sound on the boards. Micah had remained in the car and Adam was behind me, following closely. I did not want to enter the man's house with two grown warriors, I did not want to intimidate the enemy just yet. My knuckles made contact

Chaining his wrist to the iron bedframe—not because we thought it would hold him forever, but because it might slow him down long enough for us to survive. When we finished, he looked less like a monster dragged from the street and more like a warlord temporarily caged. Mae sat heavily in the chair, eyes never leaving him. “So,” she said softly, “what exactly did we bring into your apartment?” I met her gaze. “Someone important,” I said. “And someone dangerous enough that people will come looking.” Mae’s mouth curved into a slow, uneasy smile. “And that’s our opening.” I looked back at the vampire, his chest rising and falling in slow, measured breaths. “Yes,” I said quietly. “It is.”