Im A Monster Novels & Stories

"That's impossible… That flash drive has already been—" She suddenly seemed to realize that she'd said something she shouldn't have and immediately shut her mouth. When Raoul saw that I'd slapped her just now, he also marched up to me, ready to fight me to our deaths. At that moment, all of the anger I'd suppressed until then exploded like a volcano. I punched him back in the face and roared, "You all keep calling me a monster and an inhuman animal, but I'm going to show you who the real monster is! You'll see what I'm talking about!"

“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."

Stefan moves closer to me. "You and I know that, if someone should tell you, that I am only a human with a wolf, you will never believe it, talk more of the fact that, I possess a strange character, that no human will possess." "Are you a monster?" I don't know the reason I call him a monster but the truth is, I wish he was not a monster, I can't imagine myself living with a monster or something worse than a monster. "Sorry, I know you have no idea."

she expelled in frustration and annoyance at me. “If you have something to say to me, say it,” I ordered, my jaw clenched. “I am not going with you anywhere. I am not letting myself be alone with some monster in some unknown place. I will not.” I lowered my arms. “Monster?” I scoffed. “You are right. I am a monster. The worst there is out there. I destroy where need be. I pull apart and go on a rampage when set loose.” I lowered my face to just a few inches away from hers. I saw her visibly shiver and try to shift back but I held her face in my hand.

"He is with his pack members, discussing about the humans who are walking through our streets and not minding their business." "What do you mean by that?" Rori asked. To her, someone not minding his or her business did not involve someone using his or her freedom of movement to a full extent. "Everywhere in the world is in chaos. Everyone is turning into something. Children are getting mad because of stupid video games. The streets are not safe," Sandra lamented.

I said and she chuckled. "Not important. I just want you to recover. Using your full powers took a lot out of you" "How are you not terrified right now?" I asked."Why should I be?" "I'm a monster now" "No, you're not" I could hear the smile in her voice. "I can't control this.... I won't be able to"

“I'm anything but kind and patient! I'm a monster!” “A monster wouldn't be so careful with kids or wouldn't care about their dying mother. You aren't a monster, you were just trained to be this way. To put a front so that you wouldn't end up hurt or not to hurt others who might want to get close to you. You are just misunderstood.” “....” “You are probably thinking: How can I know?”. Well, it's because I've been there, but I managed to find a way out. You should find a way out as well, or you might end up broken before you know it.”

“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.”

But it was me. It had always been me. “I said don’t touch me! I’m a monster.” I said, remembering the way he had laid there that day, unconscious and badly hurt. I breathed hard, blinking fast as it felt like everything was closing around me. “I'm a monster..I’m a monster…I’m a monster..” I whispered to myself, my hand clutching my head as everything felt like it was spinning, I could hardly breathe now as I felt my anxiety and panic attack clutching at my chest, my heart raced as if threatening to jump out any moment now.

Luka replies, sounding every bit like the professor he is. "So I truly am a monster," I state. I can feel the self pitty start to form, but I shove it away. A monster. Something dark and sinful, which will hurt everyone around me. I deserve to be imprisoned by the council; better yet, the council should dispose of me. I am a walking apocalypse. A ticking time bomb.