Daily Life With A Monster Novels & Stories

Violet asked. “Oh, it’s... well it’s true,” I replied. “Is the monster meaner than Holly and her friends?” Violet asked. “Pumpkin... there’s nothing crueler than a monster who hurts other living things in order to survive.” “What are the chances that the monster will come back when I grow up?” Violet asked. “Not really. How about we chat about this while lying on the mattress?” I offered interestingly. “Not too bad.” Violet stood up and climbed into bed.

Evania could simply sound out her monolog underneath the quagmire of her thought, feeling as well as perception. Here comes the third monster in blue… Quite different with the black first and second monsters… Oh, God… What have I actually done today so that I can bump into three incredible and unbelievable monsters? Is this real? Oh, God… I can’t even tell apart which one is solely my imagination and which one is reality.

He is not just a monster; he is a broken man who is trying to find a way to heal. I tell him about my life, my family, and my dream of working in a big firm. I tell him about my mom and my brothers. He listens, his eyes never leaving mine. He is not just a monster; he is a man who is willing to listen to me, to understand me.

She smooths it down, trying to soothe the kid. “It’s okay. You’re okay. You can tell us everything slowly. You want to go inside?” Lizzie offered but the kid quickly shook her head. “No. We need to save my Daddy. There was… there was a… monster!” The little girl panicked. “A monster appears at our house. It came from the wall. Dad tried to fight it and he told me to run. Please. Please, save my dad!” Her knees then buckled, she hugs her dog tightly then she cries and cry.

If Orelia made me become a monster in this life, he made me become a monster in the previous one. It was due to the strong spell he cast on me with the help of a witch, which triggered my monster side. I killed thousands of innocents humans. I can hear their screams at night, that’s why I can never stay in my room for longer. I can feel my body burning just like I burned theirs. It’s brutal…What I did to them was brutal.

He was like them. A monster..

This underground world is just too vast, and it’s hard to meet people. All we see are savage monsters. These unintelligent creatures are so ferocious that attack anyone they see. Sometimes, it’s getting frustrating to deal with them all the time. It was like a natural selection. The strong prey on the weak. Unfortunately, they met us and became our prey instead. What made us delighted was that the meat of these monsters was edible and full of energy. “Haha! I killed another one! Look at this horn! It’s so sturdy and powerful.” Ricky laughs while holding a monster.

Everyone lives with a charade for the public eye, acting the way a civilized person does. But not everyone is civilized. Monsters are real. And they have their own version of the world. I should know, I was kidnapped by one. Dragged down into the pits of their hell. Changed. Altered. Forced to do anything to survive.

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 .

Kaelynn cried out again. "You're mistaken. We aren't like you." With a bored expression, Rious said. "You have dreams, but we don't, and you have a life, but we don't. To you humans, we're just monsters, right? We may look like we're still alive, but our lives make us feel like we're already dead. Unlike you humans, you're free, and we're not, " Rious spoke up, and Kaelynn stared at him. He's right; we're not like them. How can we live a normal life if we aren't normal ourselves?