Exo Lyrics Monster Novels & Stories

It broke something in Hailey. “Please let her go, She knows nothing about this!!”. She cried coming out of the shadows which hid her. “Then give me what I want”. His voice sounded guttural, unnatural and scary but still had that accent. “You tell me and she lives”. “Hailey run!!”, Peggy shouted. She winced as the Monster’s claws dug deeper into her skin as punishment for the small act of rebellion. The green eyes focused on her. “Where is the Blood Orchid, Hailey Brookes?”

Then, in my best attempt at a fierce tone, I ordered, "You’re not allowed to take it off! And you’re definitely not allowed to like anyone else!" The delicate pink-and-white crystal flower caught the moonlight, reflecting a soft shimmer in his dark eyes. His usually indifferent gaze softened, his lowered lashes concealing the faint amusement flickering beneath them. In a quiet voice, he murmured, "There is no one else. And there never will be." Feeling satisfied, I fell asleep without a care. By the time I woke up the next day, I had forgotten everything. Even when bits and pieces of that night eventually resurfaced, the only thing I remembered clearly was the phrase ‘I like you.’

ahhh HAHAHAHA killed him hahah she's dead No one should see him wait wait where can I take him? ????? There there You must be the one who is put here on the drum..suffer the hardship I suffered at your hands peeo I still have less hardship with you during the time you abused me .. Your moment of suffering is lacking You must rot here in the drum where you used to imprison me. Suffer my suffering. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA Hikhikhikhik Because of you, my life became like this ...

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

I gradually began to feel an itch in my soul. Following the sensation back home, I realized that the power had been cut because the bill was overdue. Everything inside the walk-in freezer began to thaw. Drawn by the sickly sweet scent, rats and cockroaches poured in through tiny holes in the walls. The cloyingly sweet cake was already devoured, but even more cockroaches and rats were gathering inside. I never knew that dead people could look so horrendous. Actually, I had been hiding a secret from Mom. Dad had met with me in private many times.

I was more than eased and pushed her willingly to go back as to not miss her morning classes. With that, I was quite relieved and decided to take a shower. I came out wearing nothing more than a towel I headed straight for my closet, when I noticed that my door was ajar, I went and closed it when my closet door swung itself open. I wanted to scream but I froze. With the yell trapped in my throat. I saw someone walk out of the closet. Eric! He walked slowly to my side and whispered in my ear, "Didn't you look like a beautiful toy tonight?" sending shivers down my spine. No, No... This couldn't be happening again.

Mike tried to say. "Don't you get it? I don't deserve to be helped, I'm a monster." he said amidst tears, he can't stop himself from crying. He just couldn't, he had hurt that innocent girl. He doesn't deserve to live, "I'm a monster," he kept saying repeatedly, Maria couldn't stop herself from breaking down. She can't bear to see her son like this, It was breaking her heart. Chris kept screaming and shouting at them "Mr Williams I need your help, I need you to hold him for me while I sedate him" Mike said.

My lips were stained red, and resentment dripped from every step of my silver stilettos as I entered the Founders Ball like a ghost re-entering the ruins of her own grave. Eyes moved to me, fast and sharp, whispers and thoughts loud in my ear as I passed… “That’s her. The exile.” “She ran off to live with the humans. Shameful.” “She should’ve been stripped of the Morvain name.” “And now she comes back, like nothing happened?” I glared at everyone who dared to look at me. I made sure they realized I could hear them. Some cowered in fear. Others barely flinched. I walked further into the party, my eyes taking in the guests. Vampires, witches, fae... and werewolves?

My mind raced as I heard screams. Because beneath all the chaos, I heard something else — a gut-wrenching scream. The kind that didn’t belong to any mage, sage, or even human. Not a student. Not a teacher. Something distant, something familiar, echoing through the crack in the sky itself. And then… the burn mark on my chest began to pulse, an itchy sensation spread slowly across my chest, the mark glowed a bright red, before it surged, golden and bright, a scorching heat that ignited beneath my skin. My breath caught. Pain sliced through my chest, a searing, piercing agony that left me gasping for breath. I stumbled, clutching at the fabric over my heart, but the mark’s glow intensified,

But when I tried to shift, I felt a fire caging my wolf. I looked up abruptly, feeling the fire from a direction, and it was Xavier flashing something at me, which emitted a red light. Whatever it was had a very strong power that captured my wolf and I could not move. I grunted in pain and fell to my knees. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't feel my wolf no any of my powers. What is happening? What is this? "We came so prepared for you, Giselle," I heard Cleopatra say with a laugh. "Things are not the same. They are not like you always thought they would be. This time, you are going down for good."