Flirting With Monsters Novels & Stories

“No. They should be going to her. Push them away, Ronan!” Ronan tried. His voice grew desperate as he begged the creatures to turn. To leave them. To attack Calla instead. But the monsters did not listen. Their red eyes fixed on Tanya’s group. Saliva dripped from long teeth. They charged. The first monster leaped straight at the wolf closest to Tanya. Its jaws clamped down on his arm with a sickening crunch. The wolf screamed. Blood sprayed across the snow. He tried to stab it, but the creature shook him like a rag and threw him to the ground.

“I’m starving for you, little doe. I want you; right now.” “Well, you know, we have company and we are in a common area, my beast.” I say, and I think I’m doing a good job flirting as I walk up to him and press my body against him. “You love my beast, and I love your monster, baby.” He says and then scoops me up, “Come, let’s shower.”

Then Dylan began to slowly release his grip. "Sir, are you not going to pick up the fruit you picked earlier? Are the fruits for yourself, or do you want to share with others? The fruits in the suburbs are indeed delicious, it's a shame that few dares to take it because of the many monsters lurking around during the day." The monsters here are mostly lurking around during the day when the sun comes up. Maybe it's because they have basic human features, that's why they hide at night. “I was so shocked when I heard a monster talk this afternoon! Isn't that their latest evolution, sir? We should be able to exterminate them sooner so they can't evolve!"

Fear gripped me in its icy embrace, paralyzing me, "Have a death wish or what?" "Let me go, you... you fucking monster!" I spat, struggling against his hold, but he only pressed harder, his body an unyielding barrier as it pressed against me, his colonge wafted into my nostrills. "I could let you go," he mused, lips hovering dangerously close to mine, his nose burshing against mine, "But the monsters here certainly won't. Although it'd be a very pleasant sight to watch the rogues tear you apart, and devour you limb by limb but then again if you die we'd have another problem to deal with at home so keeping you alive seems less of a problem for now." His words sent a shiver down my spine, a pr

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.

He taunted, lowering his head and teasing me with his wet kiss. My breath rasped in my throat, silently begging him to take this further. He chuckled darkly, throwing me on the bed. My body jumped in excitement, eyes stuck to the monster between his legs, begging for freedom. I slowly slipped out of the bed, crawling towards him just the way he wanted. I knelt before him, glancing at his face before slowly unwrapping the towel with my teeth. The monster dangled in front of me, the length filling me with want. Without being told, I licked the head of his cock. He grunted, his eyes darkened as he stared at me.

Yvette said with teary eyes, "Do you blame me for coming back and taking over your place, Wendy? But I can't help it—I really wanted a family!" I collapsed onto the floor. The pain from my old injuries flared up from Connor's kick, making me black out for a moment. Unable to hold it in any longer, I spat out a mouthful of black blood. Mom gasped and tried to help me up. Connor's expression faltered, yet he still scolded me harshly, "You suck at pretending! You're even spitting out black blood? Do you think you're acting?" I couldn't say a word, and I didn't want Mom to touch me. As such, I could only back away desperately.

"You're a hothead, Nicodra, and a fool." "Untrustworthy," he spits, "unstable... dangerous." "That may be so, but you're the one on your way out," I seethe and plunge the blade into his chest. He yells and coughs until blood spurts from his mouth and trails down his jaw. "It was your mistake-believing you were strong enough." He fights to make words, but the blood clogs his throat. "You're right. We are monsters, but not because we shift into ones, not because the wolf lives inside all of us. What you fear... it's the human."

“You think you scare me?” Carlo stood slowly, walking over to the window, looking out over the city. “You should be scared. I’m not the same man you knew before” “Yeah?” Marcus sneered. “From boss to babysitter.” “You made a mistake touching her,” Carlo said. “You wanted my attention? You’ve got it. And now I’m coming for you.” “Big words,” Marcus replied, but his tone wasn’t as cocky anymore.