Novel & Cerita Everyday Life With Monster

Her back hit the tree trunk hard and she heard her bone cracking, she coughs blood as soon as she breathes. Looking at the hideous monster who doesn’t even know what to think like a human, tears start to fall from her eyes. All she ever wanted was to live a normal life, to graduate and work in a good company, years later she would get married and bore children with the same hair and eye colors. Her vision blurs with the tears and the monster is keeping on watch waiting for its master to come.

I intend to make sure to let you know the word YOLO. You only live once. Life should be cherished. It's not a game to play with it. Another burst of cheer when the human defeated a Beugerast, a rock-like monster who has a brain of a chicken but can crush a human with a left hand that is larger than the right. After the monster is defeated, the human collapses. And it's not just a man, but a woman who had participated. Every monster used for this coliseum fight surprises me. It's hard for humans to take down one monster, but Megan had taken each type of monster all over for this fight.

Because of him. At least he had the decency to bring her here, she thought bitterly. Then she snorted. “Probably didn’t want me bleeding all over his expensive floors.” She scanned the room for any sign of him. Of course, it was empty. “The monster didn’t even stay,” she muttered to herself, eyes stinging. She looked away and let her thoughts drift, the pain in her leg almost numbed by the ache in her chest. Her life had been hard before but manageable. Carolina’s constant cruelty. Her father's silence. Still, she got through it. She had dreams once. A future.

Chaining his wrist to the iron bedframe—not because we thought it would hold him forever, but because it might slow him down long enough for us to survive. When we finished, he looked less like a monster dragged from the street and more like a warlord temporarily caged. Mae sat heavily in the chair, eyes never leaving him. “So,” she said softly, “what exactly did we bring into your apartment?” I met her gaze. “Someone important,” I said. “And someone dangerous enough that people will come looking.” Mae’s mouth curved into a slow, uneasy smile. “And that’s our opening.” I looked back at the vampire, his chest rising and falling in slow, measured breaths.

Thinking he had gone back to work, I didn’t think much of it. That was until my phone buzzed with a flood of texts from Alec. "Miss Lane, what exactly did you say to Mr. Reid?! Why is he looking into apartments near your company? And why did he ask me which lunchbox looks the nicest?!" Raising a brow, I replied, "What, your boss isn’t allowed to switch careers and become a devoted homemaker?" Alec sent back a long line of ellipses. Meanwhile, someone was secretly planning an entire weekly menu.

Would I be able to pursue my dreams while raising a child? Doubts and fear rained over me like they were threatening to consume me. Yet, amidst the chaos, I wiped my tears and took the first shaky breaths, I made a silent vow to love myself first, before anyone else. This was not going to end my dreams. It was a new chapter. Life threw me a curveball, but I was ready to face it. Slowly, I rose from the bathroom floor and vowed that I would get my revenge on Levi Carson, even if it was the last thing I did.

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

With those basic needs met, the focus could be my education, me making a better life than she has had. She is right in some sense. We are living a decent, comfortable life, for the most part, if you can tune out the underlying insults delivered daily—especially by Mira Ricci—to Mom. That's the piece that bothers me most. Mom works her ass off for the ungrateful pricks, and I do too, when I'm not in school.

“You killed both of them. You’re a monster.” Adriano stepped closer, stopping just a few feet away. “Your father destroyed my family first,” he said quietly. “Tonight is justice.” Max shook his head again, furious and trembling. “You don’t know anything! You don’t understand—” Before he could finish, the front door opened. Nora walked in, exhausted from her shift at the hospital. She dropped her keys on the table and called out, “Mom? Dad? I’m home—” Her words stopped abruptly.

“The room was enveloped in darkness, there was a sound of droplets hitting the ground, the room smelled like a rotting corpse. There was a tapping on the door like someone was baning in morse code. The sound stopped when a large metal door opened a monster showed up. There was a pounding against the wall and one of the lights flickered on, the light brightened the room. But the people in the room were better off not knowing who put them there, the monster walked closer to the people chained and shackled against the wall. They kept screaming why are you doing this to me?'' Let me out. I have a family. Please do not do this to me. The Monster did not say anything to the man he just walked over