Beautiful Monsters Book Novels & Stories

"If you didn't always look at her so angrily, then ..." "Dom," I interrupted before he could tell me again to be nice to the monsters. "That in there is a beast that would devour you alive if it ever got the chance." "You're just being misunderstood," he contradicted me. "If you deal a little with them, then they are actually very nice." Now it started again. The poor, misunderstood beings. If he had been there on my birthday and had experienced what I had experienced, he would not talk about her like that today. "And if they are so harmless, why do you always wear a protective suit when you go to them?"

Next to everyones name except for mine was the word deceased. As I turned the pages there were drawings of what the author thought was my monster but the more pages I flipped through, the more the images changed and began to resemble me and the way I looked when I shifted. A large black monster neither wolf nor vampire but something in between, it had the extended teeth of a vampire but a snout like a wolf, the ears were small and pinned to the head whilst the body was huge, muscle after muscle bulging everywhere. A thin layer of black fur coated the dark skin whilst razor sharp claws were protruding from the hands and feet, it really was a disgusting sight but that was one hundred percent m

The necklace and wrist lace the Oer monk gave me shoned green,the monsters scrawled out in their numbers to protect and fulfil their master's will and command,but this time a true seeker had Come,they rushed upon me to devour me , but they saw the shining necklace and wrist lace green all over, maybe they ascertained i was worthy to take the book of Santacas, immediately they all bowed to me. I was surprised ,and then i took the book , and immediately it suddenly seemed that i lost something, and gained something much bigger, I felt new!, A whole new energy, strength and power was all rushing through my veins, ,I opened the book and the monsters disappeared….I knew I had finally became a mon

She mewled out as he slowly started to thrust into her, building her passion. Only the moment her eyes shot up to meet his, a loud and horrified scream tore through her throat as before her appeared the face of a gruesome monster. Blood-red eyes peered right back into hers, his lips revealing a set of dangerously sharp fangs. And within the following moment those razor-like fangs pierced her throat, effectively taking away her breath and consciousness... Desperately gasping for air, she shot up from her hard pillow, letting out loud coughs as she fought to regain her breath.

Their arms were so long they used them to walk along with their two legs, like the gorillaens I had once seen in the zoo back at Coven Community. These beasts had huge heads like wolves, fangs as long as my arm, their eyes were snake-like, and their huge bodies had thick muscles designed by a map of veins. They had long scorpion tails. These were monsters that have never been heard of or seen in the history of Mistworld. They didn't look like demons either. I'd read about all the types of demons, so I was certain these weren't demons. "What in Zhyrie's name are these things from?" I muttered to myself in horror.

"How I wish I still had my phone with me so I could capture this moment and report true sightings of a mermaid in Tiktok!" The girl muttered under her breath with amusement in her eyes. But at the same time, she also understood that this was not the right time to get distracted so she swiftly pushed the thought at the back of her mind. Because unlike the cute little mermaid in her memory the one she was seeing right now were not like anywhere near how Disney depicted them. If anything, they were the complete opposite! They were monsters! These creatures were laughing maniacally as they looked at their victims swimming towards them. When a man reached within the rocky shore, one of the monste

POV: Rory Hale Another appeared ahead, cutting me off. My chest heaved, panic keen and scorching. “No, no, no…” I grabbed the nearest book and tossed it. It went straight through the monster like it was mist. But the mist hissed, pushing tighter, creating claws. “Help!” My voice cracked. “Somebody” And then the growl came. Deep. Savage. Close. A flurry of silver and black tore past the aisle, crashing into the gloom. Snarls filled the air, volumes flying, shelves cracking under the impact.

I want to run over to Sky, to get him away from whatever monster who's trying to harm him, or is it me they are after? But just before I can make it to my now unconscious boyfriend, the monster grabs me. I start to scream but stop when I realize who it is. "Why are you with him?" The monster growls angrily. I don't think I have ever seen James this mad before. He's practically fuming with anger but I don't care, not when Sky could be dying right now. "Let go of me!" I try to get out of his grasp but he's too strong. "No!"

Breathing is hard. When you cry so much, it really is--only that her eyes were dry, she had lost all feelings, she was blue 52, in an ocean that was her own soul in expansion. Non of us really changes over time, could Anne rice be wrong? We only become more fully what we are. Dr montoya was a monster, and she knew it. She also knew that loving monsters always ended badly for the kids, it was just a rule, no, K. Hamilton didn't invent it.

“Yes, mummy says we should always look for the moral in every story.” Katrina was torturing me even though she wasn’t here. I sighed, searching for something in the book that could help but nothing. I folded my hands and thought about it for a while, realizing something. “Beauty comes from within. No matter how pretty or handsome one is if the person does bad things and hurts people, he or she is ugly…” Hilda’s stare was enchanting, like her mother’s. “…and when the crimes they commit become a part of him, he becomes a true monster.” A monster. That’s what I am. Things might be different now but a monster remains a monster, doesn’t it? I’ve done terrible things to unsuspecting wolves and I’v