I Am A Monster Novels & Stories

"He's a troubled man-unpredictable, they say. Every day I beg the Goddess why she mated me to him. What did I do to deserve this? She never answers, and despite what he promises, he never stops. And I put up with it for a long time because I love him, but with the pregnancy, I can't risk it. So I've been thinking, and I think I have a solution." "What is it?" She glances down. "I heard about that woman who killed her mate here." Bile rises in my stomach and I'm sure that I'm going to be sick. "Aurora-" Her eyes gloss over and redden, but she doesn't let the tears slip away from her. "I know it's sick. I-I keep hearing him say these things; how we act like humans trapped in monster bodies, wh

Hope drains. Good. One of them—small, sweating, already apologizing with his posture—moves an inch too close. I stop walking. He freezes like prey. People call me Il Mostro, which is the term for the Monster. I never argued with them. Monsters don't need to explain themselves.

"They think it's funny because of my name. It’s just a joke." "Stay away from them, Rose.” He grabbed my arm, his grip surprisingly strong. “Do you hear me? Those men... they aren't businessmen. They’re monsters. They’re dangerous." "I know, Dad," I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. "I know." But as I drove, all I could feel was the pulsing ache between my legs. I was terrified of them, but God, I was already craving the way they took me. I was a couple of days away from being their captive, and I was already drowning in the need for their touch.

I said, my voice trembling. “Nope,” she replied, still smiling. “It’s all real. Why are you so shocked?” “Because I’m not one of you!" I yelled. I must’ve yelled too loud—because the entire hall suddenly went silent, and the chaos stopped, their eyes turned to me. Dozens of angry monsters stared at me, their fangs gleaming and thier claws raised—like I was their next meal.

"I know, sweetheart. I know what's happening to you." "Do you?" she asked desperately. "Because I feel like I'm going crazy. There's this voice in my head, telling me to hurt people. To control them. To make them all bow down to me." "That's The Mother," I explained gently. "She's part of you, but she's not all of you." "Part of me?" Amara's voice broke. "You mean I really am a monster?" "No, baby. You're not a monster. You're just... complex."

I want you forever in my arms like this. I want to marry you and have lots of babies with you. And I will. By hook or by crook. I'll make mine by every means. I'm selfish and I can't help myself... Because I am a MONSTER, the Sexiest , billionaire MONSTER, and You are my POSSESSION, my Intoxicating Possession. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

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.

“There’s nothing to find. Life isn’t about finding who you are. It’s about building who you are. It feels powerful to know your own strength, to know what you can do. When you’re truly yourself, you become strong.” His words touched something deep inside me. He held my hand tighter. The cart shook as zombies reached out with fake arms, making people laugh and scream. He didn’t say “sorry for your loss” like others did. “So… who are you?” I asked quietly. “I’m a monster,” he said. “No, really,” I said. “It’s true. I live in the dark. My job is to make people scared. I’m a nightmare to some. Like all monsters, I take what I want.”

“I got wet in the rain many times, but I never took the initiative to take a shower in the rain.” "Me too." I smiled brightly. “I've never taken a shower in the rain, but it's not because I don't like it. On the contrary, I really like the rain. I love being with nature, but my mother doesn't want me to do that. Even though I'm a werewolf, she's more protective of me than other mothers of normal children."

Her voice jammed in her throat when he grabs her by the neck and bangs her against the door. " I'm a b**tard. I'm a killer. I'm cruel. " He was saying each word firmly slowly. " But not a monster. " She angrily pushed him but his grip left bruises on her jaw. " I'm not a monster. I'm not. Cupcake. " He whispered disappointingly. " You know who's the biggest monster? " She only cried but was stiff when he added. " Your father. " Her ears felt numb for a few seconds when he shouted even louder. " I'M NOT A MONSTER. "