Im A Monster Novels & Stories

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.

Nicky had done far worse than just bite me. I looked up and coldly stared at her. "You people are really made for each other." "What's that supposed to mean?" she snapped. "You know what it means," I said, standing up to jab my finger in her shoulder. "You're a monster who beat up my wife so badly that she was critically wounded." Then, I whipped my shaking finger around to point at Nicky. "And as for you, you're a little monster who flushed my wife's ashes down the toilet!"

I said before sighing. "I- I, I, what, you! You! What the hell are you?" Marissa stuttered while looking at me with disbelief as she backed away from me, stumbling on the carpet as she fell. Crawling away from me with fear written all over her face, I grinned at her before sitting on my toes, as I tilted my head to look at her pitiful form. "Me? Who am I? Haven’t you figured it out yet? I am a monster, and right now, I am your death," I said before throwing the fire flame at her.

Alessio rasped against his lips. Noa’s breath hitched. “I’m” “Say it.” “I’m fuck I’m yours.” “That’s all I care about.” His hands slid under Noa’s shirt, pressing against the bruises, the stitches, like he needed to own every broken piece before the world tore them apart. Noa’s gasp cracked in his throat. “We’re monsters.” “Then let’s be monsters together.” They devoured each other, tearing at buttons, dragging desperate moans from each other’s mouths, clawing past the blood and the lies, needing something real.

I can hear the fast rush of water as the blood forms into different parts, creating this monster. I can feel it in my veins, and I can feel something too wet and sticky in my panties. My toes curl as I press my legs together. "You did it." Jaden whispers, his voice breaking the tension. I reopen my eyes, and in front of us is... A monster. It's small, not exactly mighty and strong like Jaden's and it's about to wither, it falls to the side. I think my magic is not strong enough to keep it lasting for long. The monster starts melting. But I fucking did it. "I created a monster!" I shriek in excitement, laughing so hard that I spin around and throw my hands around Jaden's neck without even rea

I looked at Sienna. She looked terrified. I looked back at Raven. "You didn't?" Raven hesitated. Just slightly. Enough. I stepped closer. "You know what your problem is?" Raven stayed quiet. "You think monsters look a certain way." The room was silent. I could hear Sienna breathing. I looked directly into Raven's eyes. "You want me to be angry." Raven's hand tightened around her phone. "You want me to confess." I smiled. "But you don't understand something."

_________ Warg" It is so dark I can see anything, I feel that I have a lot of bruises, but still nothing is missing from my body. I feel my hands and legs and even my feet. I can feel everything, So it means the monster eats me. Haha, wrong move, If you think that you could snatch a soul now You're wrong, I said within, and when I lifted my hand And I made a huge magma I instantly threw it into the place. Fireworks that was what it looked like. I made a lot of it and I continuously throw it everywhere. The place was screaming hot, but because of my power I got used to it and I feel like I'm part of it because it was a liquid hot like magma. Just only a minute and I will hear the growling o

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.

But I already do. Will you love my hands stained with my blood? Will you love my scars, my scratches, my skin with ink on it? Will you love my mind filled with broken fears? Will you love me despite my imperfections? Will you love a monster?" I pressed my hand against his cheek and he curled into its warmth, "You're not a monster..." He let out a sigh, "Everyone calls me one, so there might be a little truth to it."

" I almost laughed at how ridiculous it sounded. I used to think Ophelia was just born rotten. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't any better. Like they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I shot Lauren a cold glance, then suddenly waved toward the distance, my voice bright. "Mom! You're here!" Lauren jerked her head up and followed my gaze. The operator who had controlled the memory extraction machine that day was striding straight toward us. I looked at the two of them, stunned speechless, and let out a quiet, mocking laugh. "Sorry. I already have a new family now. I have a new mom. If you keep bothering me, I'm calling the police."