Everyday Life With Monster Novels & Stories

Nikolas's POV I've never been afraid of 'monsters' per-say. I do believe they exist, I just don't think they are furry and live under the bed and in the closet. You see, I knew a monster once. I knew him so well that eventually, I turned into him. My monster didn't hide under the bed, no, he was everywhere. He was there when I woke up and there when I went to sleep. He took over my reality and if that wasn't enough, he also took over my dreams.

Not long after sunrise, the monster pulls our minivan over and parks it on the shoulder. I’m confused why we stopped, because we are in the middle of nowhere, nothing but thick coverings of trees as far as the eye can see on both sides of the highway. I’m thirsty, I need to pee, and my cheek throbs in time to the beat of my heart. My heart races like it does when I watch scary movies, but now I know, there’s no escaping this by the change of the channel. This is real life. A werewolf has killed my parents, my dog, and taken me and my baby sister hostage. I don’t know what he intends to do with us. I eye the forests around me and shudder. Out here no one would even hear me scream.

All I wanted was to take his length into my mouth, all I could think of was to Tame his Big raging monster I crawled a bit closer and knelt erect so my face could be at the same level as his cock. I averted my gaze from his dark hues and trailed it to his drooling lips I swallowed subconsciously and then trailed my face to his hardened shaft that was pointed straight to my face. his precum was dripping out of his...his monstrous Dick..that even in my daze, I still flinched t the sight of it up close.

Suddenly I hear loud screams, I try to look through the peep hole in the passage wall and I see mom torn into half by a hairy monster . Her blood was everywhere, the monster was growling with mom's blood dripping from it's huge mouth.I was speechless,too scared to do anything,not too long after I hear the cracking of bones and I find the bodies of my dad and brother lifeless on the ground with their blood splattered everywhere.

I can't believe I'm going to take another cold shower all because I'm resisting myself from f*cking little bunny. The monster is standing tall, refusing to fall down. It's so huge and hard like a rock. I slowly started moving my palm through it, stroking it gently. A soft moan escaped my lips as I rub the monster in a swift motion. At last, the white discharge flipped through the tiny opening at the top of the monster, I breathed heavily and threw my head backwards.

Reed asked and then paused as the memories from that Night finally started kicking through his brains. As if some electric Current had passed through his brain, Reed started shivering as The images popped into his brain while tears started streaming down his Face as he remembered every single detail from that Night...... "Mon....Monster, it....It was a Monster, it was a Monster, they....they are all Monsters..... they are all Monsters...... " Reed said words after Words but none made any sense to the Women who held his hand and pulled him into a hug "Everything's Okay Reed, Am here Now, they are no Monsters anymore, just you and me!" The Woman mumbled under her breath as she hugged Reed.

“Buonasera, Signorina.” I forced a tight smile and kept walking. I wasn’t quite sure they knew that I didn't understand anything they spoke about. Descending the stairs, I found the remote resting on the couch. I picked it up and turned on the TV. The news turned on. At first, I wasn’t paying attention. Just everyday images. A reporter. A company logo. Stock market numbers. Then— My heart stopped for a quick second. Monroe Enterprises. I froze in place. My breath got stuck in my lungs as the words flashed across the screen.

“Theo likes you.” “Theo likes everybody. That child would probably befriend a serial killer.” A small laugh escaped my lips before I covered my mouth quickly. Vanessa clicked her tongue dramatically. “And who’s feeding us, huh? Because I barely have enough money to feed myself.” “You literally spend your salary on smoke and tequila.” “And whose business is that?” “You’re unbelievable.” “No, you are.” She grumbled. “I swear if this child starts calling me mommy, I’m billing you.”

Wanda asked, her voice softening slightly. I thought of Lucien standing in that study, shaking but refusing to give up. I thought of the way I had let everyone else write my story for twenty-one years. "I realized that if I’m going to be a monster in their eyes anyway, I might as well be a monster who plays the cello."