I Became An Evolving Space Monster Chapter 18 Novels & Stories

♡ Mia's pov ♡ Last class until lunch. I held my books close to my chest as I quickly made my way to Mrs. Lionel's class. She didn't like tardiness and I was fucking late. It wasn't my fault I couldn't find my book more quicker. The hallways were quickly emptying as everyone went to their respective classes. My footsteps turned to a sprint as I turned a corner. I gasped, heart jumping in my throat suddenly as fingers reach from nowhere and grabbed a hold of my arm and tugged me into a dark room. I could hear the thud of my books hitting the floor as they fell from my grasp.

The air reeked faintly of blood, and sticky warmth slid down my face in slow streams. The steady loss of blood made my head spin. Stumbling through the darkness, I fumbled around until my fingers brushed against something like a chain. Desperate, I began slamming my body against the door. "Mom! Please, let me out! I'll give you the money. I'll give you any amount Rosa wants!" Only silence answered me. I kept pounding until the last of my strength drained away, and I collapsed on the floor.

And the little girl suddenly stepped between them. No. The creature laughed. You were created to kill your mother. The girl raised her hands. Not anymore. Then who will you kill? The girl looked at Kael. Then at Lyra. Her eyes filled with determination. Nobody. The creature's smile vanished. The girl whispered: I'll kill the reason I was created. She turned toward the darkness. And released every ounce of her power. The universe exploded with light. End of Chapter 120

"I was a maid, a servant, a ghost. I was nothing. But I am not invisible anymore. I am the Primordial Queen. And I am coming for the Council." The three Alphas fell into step beside me—one on each side, one at my back. We walked toward the treeline, leaving the Ashford Estate to crumble into the dust of history. The blood moon had set. The sun was rising. And for the first time in my life, I wasn't running from the shadows. I was walking into them. Because the shadows were where the monsters hid. And I was the one hunting them now. END OF CHAPTER 19

rescue Keith? 'Yeh... let's think about it. This is basically like one of those transmigration Web novels, as unbelievable as it is, I am definitely inside that strange book i read in mom's library.' "Hmmm... what if... this is some kind of rewrite," Mars was slowly trying to make sense of whatever was going on. This all felt like a dream, but that Mad Demon had almost choked the life out of him, and it had hurt as hell. It definitely was not a dream.

— The banquet started well enough. Conrad stayed close. His hand found mine under the table more than once. When the Elder Council members came to pay their respects, he introduced me the same way he always did — not as his human companion, not as his ward, but as his Fated Mate. Equal standing. No qualifications. I used to feel something when he did that. An older clan matriarch leaned toward me. "Eight days, child. Are you ready?" "Yes," I said. "The Turning changes everything. Most humans say the first thing they notice is the silence. Everything quiets down — the hunger, the cold, the aches. All of it, just gone."

I made a plan that night to end her. The next night my parents had a big important party with some of my father’s clients from work. I knew that Rose would be over. When she arrived my mother kissed my forehead and left with my father. The sun hadn’t set yet so I asked Rose to go for a walk with me. She agreed and we took off into the woods behind my house. I got ahead of her and then made her think she had lost me. While she frantically looked for me I snuck behind her. I found a large piece of wood and crept up behind her. She heard the brush below my feet break as I approached her and quickly turned around. I then unleashed the Monster inside me. It was brutal and very sloppy. I honestly

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

It wanted them hollowed. Piece by piece. Until nothing of them remained but the shadows it chose to keep. ☠️ End of Chapter 18

A monster? The moment we step onto the grounds, the smell hits. It's the smell of copper and rot and something disgusting. My stomach lurches. Kira swears under her breath. Isaiah's jaw tightens as the backup soldiers fan out, their boots silent on the snow, their weapons drawn. Then the chanting reaches us. It's loud enough to vibrate in my bones. My hand rests on my stomach, my palm flattening over my bump on instinct. 'Please,' I think desperately. 'Please be okay.‘