Can The Monster Speak Novels & Stories

Yet now, faced with the cruel truth, the pain was unbearable. After saying that, Mom grabbed me by the collar. Her expression twisted with malice as she snarled, "Hand over the money, or don't bother calling me 'Mom'!" I wiped my tears and let out a cold laugh. "Fine." That single word made her freeze. When she came to her senses, a dark, vicious gleam flickered in her eyes. The next second, there was a deafening crack against my skull. Darkness swallowed my vision whole. When I woke up again, I couldn't see a thing.

“But still we couldn’t—” “You can say it was luck.” Bullshit, luck’s got nothing on monsters, but I silently listened to the way he sugar-coated it. “Now, I would happily elaborate on the matter if you would come with me and answer a couple of questions to loosen the knots for us. Edward and I think you have the answers to the question we don’t know. So, if you could, in good faith, help us out.” I changed my mind that moment—either a potential enemy or a potential ally. “Help? And regarding what?” I inquired, halting my steps.

little vibration, like a leisurely walk. To Cadell Marcus, this type of monster is absolutely nothing. "You monster, it's not good to practice in the forest, it's your fault to come out and harm people, obediently follow me, I see it's not easy for you to practice, I can spare you a bit." life, how do we release you back to the forest?" Cadell Marcus said in a low voice. The monster twitched in the corner of the wall, "spray by ray" spitting snake tongue towards Cadell Marcus, seemingly unmoved.

All I could hope for her to be happy and never come back to this place . I got up from the park bench . The early morning sun didn't help much with the cold either. I smiled at how terrified Belle was of giving her finals . She had clung on the phone call forever to find comfort .It felt good to know that the things that scared her were as simple as that. I picked up my pace to the haunted place I was forced to call home .

Louisa's POV "Yeah. You didn't know about it?" Mana asked. He looked very confused. "No! I know nothing about it!" I said emotionally. "Well... You've lost me..." Mata asked. He looked twice as confused as his brother. "Do you know that you can talk to animals?" "Yes! I've already known that," I replied. "Do you know that werewolves can't communicate with animals?" Mana asked. "Yes, of course, I know that!" I said.

No, if I can ask myself that question, I'm not having one. Okay, let's take a look at this for a second. It looks like a wolf, understands the English language, has professed to speak several different languages, and can talk to people inside their minds. What would be able to do all that? An alien? No, an alien wouldn't speak several languages, would it? Why would an alien look like a giant wolf? Giant wolf. No. Can't be. That's make-believe, myth, movies, and books.

m "L...iaa..rrr," the monster spoke. After Rai was done assessing my injury he stands up and turns towards the monster. The monster's arm was chopped off and so were his fingers. The parts that were separated began to burn into ashes. The monster was able to regenerate its lost body part. As it was regenerating, he retracted his arm back to his body and gave a deep frown. "S....he.ee...... isss...sttti..ii..ll.........aaa..lliiveeee."

, The monster asks as it wipes an invisible tears from its face. " Why am I in that dimension and why me?", Emily replies. " You created that not me, I just helped in putting my friends there to make the place more fun", it cackles. " How did I create that?", Emily asks as she is confuse. " So you can speak for this long, I thought you humans don't speak like this. It seems there are somethings I don't know about you people." " Answer me questions", Emily yells at it.

He was bending down in front of me, his face only inches away from my own. “One tear, one lash” I yelled back, trying my best to keep my voice sounding strong. Even though all I wanted was to cry. “Again!” he roared, his hot breath bashed against my face as he screamed, “One tear, one lash” I screamed back loudly. “What are you?” he demanded, “A monster” “What are you?” “A monster!” “And what do monsters not do?” “Monsters don’t cry” I yelled as loud as I could. “And why don’t monsters cry? Tell me beast, what’s the rule?”

Another child clung to the Beta's leg as the monsters shrieked and lunged, claws slicing through the earth like sharpened steel. The Beta fought with all his strength, his blades a blur of motion, his body drenched in blood and sweat. "Get the hell away from them you creepy monster!" he roared, placing himself between the hidden survivors and the approaching monstrosities. The creature stopped, tilting its head. A horrifying, mocking smile curled across its face. "The creepy monster that's about to kill you," it said, voice smooth, cold, and calm. The Beta froze. They could speak.