Attraction To Monsters Novels & Stories

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. *********

Connor spoke in a low voice as if he expected someone to hear him. Pete had a nice smile and warm inviting eyes but when it came down to it he was a monster of the worst kind, Glory had a weak smile on her face as she looked to the house then the car that rested alone in the driveway. Like a sleeping beast dead to the world but with a simple touch could be rumbling in seconds. There were plenty of times that they wished for nothing more than to run away but they knew no matter how far they ran they would find them. “What would be the point? They are monsters but they are monsters that own us the moment we try to make a run for it we will be dead there are more of them than they are of us.” G

Then Dylan began to slowly release his grip. "Sir, are you not going to pick up the fruit you picked earlier? Are the fruits for yourself, or do you want to share with others? The fruits in the suburbs are indeed delicious, it's a shame that few dares to take it because of the many monsters lurking around during the day." The monsters here are mostly lurking around during the day when the sun comes up. Maybe it's because they have basic human features, that's why they hide at night. “I was so shocked when I heard a monster talk this afternoon! Isn't that their latest evolution, sir? We should be able to exterminate them sooner so they can't evolve!"

“Young Master Fane, leave them to us. It just so happens that these monsters will be a good exercise for us!” Adam, Riley, and the others were all excited. They were looking at the blood-sucking monsters as though they were a flock of sheep. “You must be exaggerating. You all are already at the beginning stage of the true god status, Adam. These monsters are perfect for us!” Lana’s face darkened, speaking unhappily.

His smile stiffened. "Why is everyone here? Is this a family meeting?" Then, as if realizing something, he answered his own question, his tone laced with appropriately faked grief. "Is it because of the child?" "Mom, Dad, I know you can't bear to part with the child. I can't bear it either." "But the pup is corrupted by silver toxicity. It's an abomination. Even if we use expensive potions to keep it until birth, it won't survive." "I really can't bear to let Seraphina suffer through ten months of pregnancy only to watch the child die in her arms. That would be too cruel to both the child and Seraphina."

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

There were the usual ads for x-ray glasses and onion gum and joy buzzers and Charles Atlas, but one at the bottom caught my eye. SEA MONSTER PETS! HATCH THESE CREATURES IF YOU DARE! I’d seen ads for Sea Monkeys before, and Matt had told me they were a species of shrimp. But sea monsters? I read the fine print but the ad gave no details other than a legal-sounding paragraph about the company not being responsible for escaped creatures or any harm they inflicted. I looked at the cost, then jumped off the bed and grabbed my piggy bank from the bureau. I emptied the contents onto the bed and counted. I had enough money.

“He's pretty cute.” I shot him a look. Was that the reason he never leered at me? Was Monster gay? Not that I would ever ask, who he found attractive was none of my damn business. But it would make sense. “He is,” I admitted, looking over my shoulder again. He wasn't Cyber good looking. He didn’t drip sex appeal and danger, but there was something cute about him. Like he was safe. I needed safe right then. “What about Cyber?” Monster didn’t answer. Instead he studied the shelf like it was the most interesting thing in the world. “What about him?”

Miranda seemed thrilled as she heard this, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. “Looks like you'll have to transfer to a room downstairs just like us,” Arnold said, and I could hear the sarcasm in his voice as he said this. I didn't mind though. Upstairs or downstairs, as long as I had a room to myself, I couldn't be bothered with anything else. Besides, didn't it only mean I didn't need to deal with a certain monster sneaking into my room to ravage me? What could be more thrilling? By the time dinner ended, the female attendant had already helped me move my things to the room downstairs, and I thanked her politely.

I knew then… I'd been right. The monster's second death condition: Fail to escape within three hours, and you die automatically. I let out a brittle, almost manic laugh as I carved the bloody rule into my arm, and a stray thought crept in. The monsters seem to have a fondness for the number three. Three requests. Three hours. Could there be… a third death condition? My gaze swept over the densely packed words scarring my skin, and all at once, the truth clicked into place. The monster was required to tell its victim its core rules.