Novelas y relatos de Arica Monster

Aracely cried “can't you see? I don't deserve this? everything I touch, everything I love, it burns and turns to ashes, it's reduced, broken shattered, why would you try and save a monster like me” “You are not a monster!” Adrian whispered painfully, He did not love a monster, he loved that girl who bounced back no matter what, that cheerful, kind, sarcastic, and fun-loving person. but right now, he was desperately searching for a sign of her, and all he saw when he stared into Aramide's eyes was a stranger.

he exclaimed. “Yes.” Reyan nodded in affirmation. “A monster that likes to eat babies, especially the ones inside the pregnant women’s stomachs.” He told them. Iero’s face was extremely pale in horror while Aria felt like she couldn’t move on her bed. She didn’t expect to hear that there were monsters that like to eat babies! She subconsciously touched her stomach, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. Fortunately, she isn’t pregnant right now. Or else, she doesn’t know what to feel right now.

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

Together, we would navigate these uncharted waters and uncover the truth behind the mysterious monsters that haunted my memories. Until I found out one day that Aric and his pack brought something horrible in their place. Dead bodies of humans. Feared immediately dominated my entire system. So I run away. As far away from Aric and his monstrous people. But they found me running away. They chased me into the woods. Aric’s voice echoed through the dense forest, desperately pleading for me to stop running. But my feet pounded against the forest floor, the sound of my own heart racing in my ears.

Charlie had done the same to Aric. "You are a monster." Aric sneered, his face only inches away from Amber's face. "Eventually you will learn that monsters have nightmares too." Her eyes were cold and lifeless when she stared in the King of Beast's eyes. "You have no idea who I'm, do you?" Aric looked at Amber in confusion. One moment her eyes were lifeless and the next moment they held sadness within them. He had no idea what this mad creature was talking about. "What are you talking about, witch?" Aric inquired while not letting go of his grip on her neck. He had faced countless witches in the past but no one was like the witch in front of him. Hell! The mad Oracle would look sane in front

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

He had stripped off his tactical vest and his torn linen shirt, sitting on a massive piece of driftwood that looked like the skeleton of a prehistoric beast. I didn't say anything. I just sat beside him, the sand cool and gritty beneath my palms. In the moonlight, the scars on his back—the jagged, systematic "Sequence 4" marks from his time at the De Luca clinic—looked like a roadmap of a war I was only beginning to understand. "You should be inside, Elara," he whispered, his voice a jagged rasp that barely carried over the sound of the Atlantic waves. "The 'Monster' isn't good company tonight. Not after what you saw."

Who was that? “We are here with you, Araya. Don’t give up.”

Leon answering while crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Wait, so who is that girl again, Owen?" Louis is now asking him too with curiosity. "Her name is Angelica, Angelica Bright. Her family migrated to US when we were 10 years old, were kind of friends back then." Owen answered. And now, everyone's attention bound to Owen. "Is he pretty?" It's Louis again. "Yeah, Very pretty." Owen is telling the truth now. Everyone's became silent. Owen thought their professor is already in the front, so he sit properly. But unfortunately, there's still nothing in front. He then look at his classmates... They were busy typing on their phones.

"Who the hell are you to call me a monster?" "SHE WAS A MONSTER!" Elder Gregory wailed frantically. "She…killed…" "You?" Arissa offered. "Wait," I said as confusion began to roll through me. "How could she be dead and a monster at the same time?" Something about what the clearly terrified elder wasn’t making sense. Arissa was dead. That was an undeniable fact. So how was it possible that she was still alive and even able to become a monster? "My vampiric side." Arissa offered, "lucky bitch got to kill the bastard elder and I didn’t even get to witness it."