Crestwood House Monster Series Romane & Geschichten

They'd broken my legs to leave me crippled, and I ended up dying on the operating table. Natalie even brought Harvey back to the house earlier this time around. Could it be that one of them had also been reborn? I took a step back in disbelief. How could this be happening? A middle-aged woman came clawing at me like a maniac, and all the women were hurling the worst insults at me. "You monster! Why did you ruin my daughter's life? I'm going to make you pay for what you did to her!" "My daughter jumped off a building to take her own life because of you! She'd only just graduated from college. She had her whole life ahead of her! You're not even fit to be called a human!"

As soon as Sam drove out of the mansion, I felt his gaze on me, and then his voice came. "It seems you didn't have a good night's sleep, Boss." He observed calmly, but I couldn't get myself to say a word to him. My mind was clouded with the thought of Elsa and the words she had said to me. After about a minute of remaining silence, I voiced out the thought that had kept me busy. "Am I really a monster?" I asked Sam, my voice laced with sadness as I peered into the rearview mirror, anticipating his response.

"You're a hothead, Nicodra, and a fool." "Untrustworthy," he spits, "unstable... dangerous." "That may be so, but you're the one on your way out," I seethe and plunge the blade into his chest. He yells and coughs until blood spurts from his mouth and trails down his jaw. "It was your mistake-believing you were strong enough." He fights to make words, but the blood clogs his throat. "You're right. We are monsters, but not because we shift into ones, not because the wolf lives inside all of us. What you fear... it's the human."

" I almost laughed at how ridiculous it sounded. I used to think Ophelia was just born rotten. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't any better. Like they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I shot Lauren a cold glance, then suddenly waved toward the distance, my voice bright. "Mom! You're here!" Lauren jerked her head up and followed my gaze. The operator who had controlled the memory extraction machine that day was striding straight toward us. I looked at the two of them, stunned speechless, and let out a quiet, mocking laugh. "Sorry. I already have a new family now. I have a new mom. If you keep bothering me, I'm calling the police."

Morning light slashed across the Crest Tower skyline, slicing through the penthouse windows like golden blades. I stood at the edge of the glass, clutching a mug of coffee I couldn’t bring myself to drink. My fingers trembled; not from caffeine, but from the icy dread that had been crawling under my skin since dawn. On my tablet, the headline glared like a slap to the face: “Montrose Heiress Implicated in Corporate Sabotage: Crest-Montrose Alliance on Verge of Collapse”,

A growing acceptance that this connection between us was here to stay. I walked beside him with my head high. The chains were gone. My power stirred stronger than ever. This bond had changed us both. The monster and his prey were becoming something far more dangerous together. And the world outside these walls would soon learn what that meant.

his voice trembled, his scent turning completely putrid with fear. Memories from his cub days flooded his mind—a terrifying, faceless entity that used to haunt his old bedroom in the outer manor, stroking his jaw, striking his flanks, and following his scent whenever he woke during the dark moon. He had been so utterly traumatized back then that he had locked himself in the stone bathing quarters, collapsing in his own sweat. That ghost had been the ultimate nightmare of his youth. Had the executioner returned to finish the job after all these years? “Is it your shadow? Have you come back to claim my blood? Go find another wolf to hunt!” Bryce whimpered into the suffocating silence.