Daily Monster の小説・ストーリー

He was completely immersed in the relief of solving his problem tomorrow. He was in a great mood. He cooked a table full of my favorite dishes and even opened a bottle of vintage wine. That night, Kael held me tightly as he slept. In his sleep, he called my name, sounding so deeply in love, as if I were his only one. Early the next morning, just as the sky was turning gray, Kael and I arrived at the Moon Goddess Altar. Usually solemn and majestic, the place now seemed exceptionally cold and gloomy.

he exclaimed. “Yes.” Reyan nodded in affirmation. “A monster that likes to eat babies, especially the ones inside the pregnant women’s stomachs.” He told them. Iero’s face was extremely pale in horror while Aria felt like she couldn’t move on her bed. She didn’t expect to hear that there were monsters that like to eat babies! She subconsciously touched her stomach, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. Fortunately, she isn’t pregnant right now. Or else, she doesn’t know what to feel right now.

I don't want to kill anyone tonight. Well, Cielo Ricci maybe. I look out the window at the dark water of the Atlantic below. The moonlight is all but gone now with the clouds that rolled in carrying snow, but I get glimpses of black water now and again. This was my mom's favorite drive. She'd have me bring her here every weekend toward the end. I'd bundle her up under so many blankets you could hardly see her and drive, and she'd just watch the views and smile. Smile like the world hadn't dealt her yet another shitty card. Smile like she wasn't dying.

Celeste awkwardly chuckled and immediately reassured him, "Let me try it myself. If it doesn't work out, you'll still have my back, right? Haha..." Damon snorted coldly, "I'm pretty upset." "Well..." Celeste's skill in coaxing people hadn't improved. "I've learned some new positions. Let's try tomorrow," Damon said. What? Damon's games were getting more and more adventurous, Celeste thought speechlessly. Opulent Prowl aimed to pull in overseas investment, and Celeste had long set her eye on a brand, Monica from Franciso. Back when she was all about bargain hunting, Celeste never dared to dream of owning Monica's pieces. As things got better, Monica became her top-pick.

Although with different spelling, but with the same pronunciation. Carra didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad. She was now in a country known as Morica in a medieval earth, under the Athurian empire. The Athurias are the ruling clan of lycans, wolf shapeshifters. In this world, there were humans, lycans, vampires and others. It seemed that she had passed through something supernatural, a portal or so, to arrive here. For a person who didn't believe in such notions, it was a bit difficult to accept. A woman in a brown garment came in through the door carrying a basin of water. She heard the young mistress called green bamboo, and she too quickly took a few steps forward. Seeing Carra awak

Also, she will always be grateful to him. "She should have thought of that before coming here," a customer said in anger. At this point, the green pearl was struggling to take over, and Emily hated that she was not with her brown leather scarf. Should she lose control, everyone would see that she is the monster that the pack is looking for. "Yes, I could tell that she has been looking for a means to escape without having to pay," another concurred. "Sir... sir... kind mister, I promise to pay by the end of the month. I will receive my paycheck, and I will bring it over immediately," she pleaded in tears.

, she squealed clasping her hands together. She is standing there looking at moon confused trying to understand him. His blue exactly look like her pendant. After spending sometime alone at Terris finally she depart for her room when her phone ding. Taking her phone out from pocket she look at it . Her forehead cease looking at the unknown message. "Missing me" she narrowed her eyes on screen when another message pop up. "I know I'm handsome and forgetting this beautiful face is difficult" a chuckle left from her lips knowing who he is. The one and only self obsessed men Damian knight.

Probably meat. She tried moving her body, and groaned when she felt pain running throughout her body like electricity. As the pain awakened her soul, memories from what happened before she collapsed resurfaced in her mind. They fought a high-level zombie, then a zombie monarch appeared and killed it. Then it chased them. Twilight and the others fought with it as she and the kids escaped. Then, the monster appeared infront of Farrah. Dior was the zombie monarch, and he took her away. Dior is the monarch. Dior is a zombie.

He whispered and then winked at me, causing my face to light up. "Thank you." Roman always calls me beautiful, and I never felt that way in the past, but these days, he has me believing that it might be true and that I am indeed beautiful. "So what's on the menu for dinner, waiter?" Since he said it was his job for the night, I decided to play along. He grinned and then opened the food basket that he had dropped on the blanket. "For the main meal, we will be having steak and some fried rice," he said.

And she needs to go and check over one last time the arrangement just to assure Luna, who she was sure was freaking out. They all sat down to have a quick breakfast; her mother had already set the table with the help of her friend kylie beforehand. And it was a birthday special breakfast, which meant lots of good food and aching stomachs. By the time they were done, they were having trouble even sitting straight and just to point out the fact that werewolves had fast metabolism. She looks towards kylie to only see her with her hand on her stomach smiling like fulfilled Cheshire cat. They all helped her mother clean the table super-fast and then each left to play their roles in the pack.