Everyday Life With Monster Novels & Stories

For the first time, Raven hesitated. Small. Almost invisible. But I saw it. I leaned closer. "Be careful with assumptions, Raven. Sometimes, when you spend too long looking for monsters, you start seeing them everywhere." I walked away. When I returned to the café, Max was waiting outside. "Everything okay?" I looked at him. "Why do people keep asking me that?" "Because you keep looking like something's wrong." I smiled. "Maybe I just have that face." He didn't laugh. "Raven said something to you."

I resemble one of those ladies from horror films who wanders off by herself or trips over every time the monster pursues her. My monster is Jason, and I'm sick of tripping. I work up the nerve to press the power button at last. Even if I've stopped watching TV, the quiet at home is challenging. He still won even though I was able to stop the commercial. He continued to stab me to death, and if I had had friends, they would have already located my body as a creepy soundtrack played.

His life was dark and silent. Silent like the silence in a cave. He was like a ruthless monster who just know how to make people's lives hell. But he can't destroy her can he? He never saw sparkling dawn in his life.Will he be able to realize the importance of light in life. He was a monster for a reason who spend most of his life in a cave. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••

That face, those eyes, that feeling. I didn't dare to watch Kael and the girl kissing intimately under the moonlight any longer. I fled back home almost in a panic. Back home, I sat on the cold floor, unable to calm down for a long time. That girl's face flashed before my eyes repeatedly, like a ghost. It made me realize that this matter was far more terrifying and bizarre than I had imagined. My hands trembling, I took out my phone and sent emergency messages to several people. Half an hour later, my parents, Kael's mother Elara, and Kael's sister Rachel all rushed to my residence.

“I’m not even sure if I’m living my life as me, right now.” “Listen to me, you’re you. No matter what you are, no matter where you came from. Nobody can change that,” he sincerely said, staring right into her eyes. If it was her eyes that were flooding him, he would gladly drown. “What if I turn out to be a monster?” He chuckled. “Then that makes us a monster couple.” “Silly,” a small smile broke out of her face, “I don’t wanna be a monster.” “Whether or not you’re a monster, I’ll still look at you like you’re the prettiest rose in the field.”

The first baseball game of the season was always memorable, though this summer it would be mundane compared to what the rest of the hottest months of the year had to hold. Later, as they pulled the body out of the lagoon on the east side of the ball park, Beth Monroe would remember back to that first game, when everyone was innocent and her worst worry was whether or not her shorts made her thighs look big. By then, Beth would long for the simplicity of life in small town Barryville 1993, before everything came unraveled.

This noise comes from the monster outside of our house that is feasting at the man mother suddenly talks, her eyes are swollen and her whole body is shaking “hon... what was that I’ve never seen a normal person done something like that”- Mom “me too first don’t make any unnecessary noise lets stick together”- Dad. he remembers clearly what was they saw earlier the fear also eats all my courage and push myself nearer to my mom “okay”- Mary Ann when we are going to the living room, I give a quick glimpse at the happening outside and there is one person at the rightmost not far away from the monster that caught my attention

In comfort I lean against his muscled chest not wanting to let the blanket that covers me go. "No, Igneous. I know what I am. I am a monster. That day that you remember, the one where you saw me on the television is the happiest day of my life." I chuckle in sadness at the thought. "It's funny that the best day of my life is one that I have no memory of. Just like you I watch that same clip several times. It's the only way I can see the family that I wanted to be so much a part of" I murmur.

Blake sighed; what a terrible life of a celebrity; no-one cares what shit you're going through; everyone wants you to be perfect for their eyes. Blake tapped on an I* page and her profile popped up; he was amazed when he saw she had over 75m followers, she must be really popular. He adjusted on the bed and resting his head on his arm, he scrolled through her pictures one after the other. She almost had her whole life on the internet, from her waking up to going to sleep, every little moment, was on there. He saw her with a few men and there were a few gossips of her dating them, but with what she said to him yesterday, he knew she was still a virgin, so maybe she didn't date any, or she did

Maybe ‘Monstro of the Skies’ was the reason why. Optimistically speaking, Monstro didn’t have to be a carnivore. He might live on water vapour and dandelion seeds caught on the breeze. Not that he would have to eat us to kill us. A slight nudge and we’d be sent crashing. And he might not be alone. “What is it?” asked Jenny. She always seemed to know when I was feeling anxious. “Nothing,” I said as I got back to my feet. “I think we lost them.”