Im A Monster Novels & Stories

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.

What a monster. ************

Because monsters like me did not flinch at screams anymore. ** follow me on i,n,s,t,a,g,r,a,m: authormiragreen

She's a monster. I finally give in and everything blacks out.

I hate how it doesn’t sound like a joke. Because that’s the problem with monsters— Sometimes they’re the only ones who see you clearly. And they use it to their advantage. I don't even know why I'm not screaming and crashing tf out right now.

From today onwards, I'm going to live with this monster and will die one day, probably the day would be the little monster's birthday. *

Jay hissed. “There’s not a thing in this world that I actually care about.” Monster appeared indifferent. “Is that so? What about your daughter?” Jay sat up straight. His profound pupils were locked onto Monster’s eyes. Monster’s smile froze slightly. “I don’t have a daughter.” He suddenly roared like thunder. Jay curled his lips. “Why are you getting stirred up?” He crossed his legs again, calmly admiring Monster’s current ugly state. Monster realized that he had lost his temper and forced himself to calm down. However, he could not help but ask, “Is Lil Thirteen dead or alive?”

I answer remembering how she and Andy called me that before. "Really? A monster who watches after me? Sound more of a stalker" she says again, I didn't like how she's calling me me a stalker, maybe I am to anyone who's looking at us, but I'm just a lonely monster who's trying to get the girl to fall in love with me, we're more of beauty and the monster. "I'm the hell version of a guardian" I explain to her, that's the best explanation I could come up with.

She stopped throwing things this time, but I could feel her dangerous energy enveloping the entire place. So I continued, my voice softer this time. “You are not a monster, my Luna. So whatever it is that is inside you should not define you. Don’t let whatever is inside you turn you into something you are not. You are beautiful, kindhearted, and strong enough to overcome whatever is inside you. You can do it, Mara.” My voice rose louder. “You can overcome the monster.”

I missed him and I hated myself for it because what kind of person misses a monster? No one else but me. I'm so fucked up.