Flirting With Monsters Novels & Stories

I’m not supportive, I’m deadly. Her house is decrepit. The smell hits me on the way up the driveway. This place isn't suitable for human life. Rotted meat wafts from the trash can, and my nose is all wolf picking up subtle musks and gross maggot-covered food items. Bodies of the white creatures dance atop the wet trash can lid.

I whispered as the sun began to peek over the FUTO horizon, painting the campus in shades of rose and gold. He looked at me, and for the first time in fifty-five chapters, the shadows were gone from his eyes. He leaned in, kissing me with a softness that made the world stand still. It wasn't a kiss of desperation; it was a kiss of peace. "It's over, Elara," he whispered against my lips. "The Monster is dead. Only the man is left."

They didn't have lower jaws; their faces split open from the throat up, revealing multiple rows of needle-like teeth that dripped with a clear, acidic saliva that hissed as it touched the iron rails. The New Breed monsters didn't target Kaden or the enforcers. They threw themselves into the crowd of fleeing refugees, their long, spider like limbs skewering the older wolves and dragging them into the dark track beds with a terrifying, efficient silence. Elias let out a sharp, breathless gasp from behind Laila, his hands flying to his temples as his silver eyes began to spin with a frantic, erratic light. He told Laila that the frequency was too loud. He said the monsters weren't hunting; they

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Swallowing hard, I slowly walked over and sat down on the chair the driver pulled out for me. I kept my eyes planted on the plate in front of me but I could feel Elijah's eyes on me. The driver walked to the other side and sat opposite from me. "So, how was your night?" The drive casually asked, making me wonder if he was close to Elijah. How could anyone be close to a monster like him? The things I've heard about him... It sent chills running down my spine. "Cane is asking you a question?" Elijah suddenly commented, forcing my eyes towards him.

They spoke softly together, and Adrian occasionally glanced down at her with a patience he rarely showed anyone. Anyone could see they looked like the real couple. But I was supposed to be the real couple. I was Adrian's betrothed, the girl whose engagement had been arranged since childhood. Our first meeting had been when we were both very young, before my mother died. As a child born of vampire and human blood, I was powerful, yet could never fully control that power. My mother never once called me a monster. She would hold me and say gently, "Elena, you just haven't learned to master your gift yet."

It looked like Barryville was going to pull this one out, too. “Brittany?” Lexy said, once Kyle was safely on third, and she’d adjusted the scoreboard to show the run he’d knocked in. “She looked like what?” “Oh, uh, like a ghost,” Brittany said, barely raising her eyes. “It was weird. I pulled into a spot and didn’t even see her at first, but as I was getting out of my car, I looked over, and she had turned her head to look at me. It was like… her eyes were glowing, or something. I just stared at her for a long moment. But then, she cleared her throat and shifted back around so that she was watching the game, and I realized ghosts don’t clear their throats. It was all… surreal.”

Connor spoke in a low voice as if he expected someone to hear him. Pete had a nice smile and warm inviting eyes but when it came down to it he was a monster of the worst kind, Glory had a weak smile on her face as she looked to the house then the car that rested alone in the driveway. Like a sleeping beast dead to the world but with a simple touch could be rumbling in seconds. There were plenty of times that they wished for nothing more than to run away but they knew no matter how far they ran they would find them. “What would be the point? They are monsters but they are monsters that own us the moment we try to make a run for it we will be dead there are more of them than they are of us.” G

When I tried to move, the monster pushed me back with force while standing behind me and grabbing both shoulders. "Damnit, what do you need; why are you attacking us like this?" I yelled at the top of my lungs, and my cheeks turned red from the heat pouring onto my body. And then all the monsters grabbed our attention while looking at each other; it looked like they were talking with signs and eyes. Rosie and I looked at each other for a second before sharing a look with the monsters. The moment the monsters stopped their sign language, they all looked at Rosie. Wait for a second, what is happening here?

MONSTERS ON ICE Dark MMM Hockey Romance CONTENT WARNING — 18+ Monsters on Ice contains explicit sexual content intended for readers 18+. This novel includes MMM relationships, on-page explicit sex, dubcon elements, power imbalance, possessive themes, violence, sports injury, and emotional intensity. --- Cody Brennan, a 22-year-old rookie, is the league's clean-cut golden boy. Two monsters decide he's theirs. When rival captain Dom Reyes threatens to end his career, Cody finds himself under the protection of the two most dangerous men in hockey: Atlas Kane, 28— Captain. Ice in his veins. Control is everything. Hunter Conner, 26— Enforcer. Rage in his blood. Possession is everything. Wha