Indigo Park Monsters Novels & Stories

#SADIQ Things were getting a bit tense, First, I find out my brother's aren't exactly my brothers or my father's sons and then Monsters attacking us in the desert.. All this things are just too much to take in all at once but first.... I have to solve the Monsters issue first... The only person who saw them clearly was Jasmine but nobody would believe us even if we told them and what makes me uncomfortable, is that Jasmine said there were hundreds of those creatures out there and its a miracle that we even killed one..

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?”

Ian runs towards those broken windows which have become pathways for the vicious monsters after replying to Ario. “Oho! Not so fast!” Ario tries to catch up to Ian, leaving everyone behind. With the help of old furniture, they try to block the paths. But there’s still doubt about the plan since the monsters are deadly! When they notice Ario and Ian blocking their path, all of them turn their attack on those two. They rush towards them with bloodlust in those red eyes. It takes time for others to realise why they’ve suddenly retreated, but they gather themselves soon and charge on them to stop the monsters.

“She and I are digging now. If they left even a fingerprint behind, we’ll find it.” “And if it is them?” I whisper. “Then we hunt,” Dad says coldly. “Again. But this time, we don’t leave anyone breathing.” “I love you both,” Mum adds. “So much. Just—stay calm. Stay smart. Let us handle the chaos.” “We’re trying,” Caden murmurs, but his eyes haven’t stopped scanning the shadows. Neither have mine. Because the thing about monsters is—they don’t need to knock. They already know where you live.

“You needed to see how they came down on their knees to beg us to help them destroy the Predators. It was pathetic, but it was what we needed.” “You guys are all monsters!” I screamed in anger in my spot. My heart was threatening to rip out from my rib cage in pain. How could they? “The real monster here is Daemon!” Indie deadpanned. “Oh really?” I asked in annoyance. “What has Daemon really done that is more evil than what you have done? If anything, you all are the ones that need to be destroyed!” I almost lost my voice screaming at them. “You are all monsters!” “Do you think you've met Daemon?” Indie asked this time which made me quieten in confusion.

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

Hopefully it can be as much help for you as it was for me. I’m always here if you need someone to talk to. If you choose to read the book then I’m glad, but if you don’t, then please just read this last sentence and don’t forget it: They aren’t monsters. Greyson cares. -Brooke x Indianna scowled and crumpled the note in her hand and threw it to the floor. She sat back on the bed and pulled her knees up to her chest. She didn’t need a book to help her understand the werewolf world. She knew what she needed to know.

“If there’s a single scratch on my body, the entire Chicago would know what kind of monsters you all are.” “When the time comes, you will meet our monsters first,” I snarled. “Keep your empty threats to yourself, Dominic.” She narrowed her eyes. “They don’t scare me anymore; in fact, it’s boring and repetitive.” “If there’s anything worth remembering about you, Sophia, that is, you are an attention-seeking whore. We know the video is fake, and you are desperate. Get to the fucking point. NOW!”

I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue. "We are monsters, aren't we?" Nicodra asks deviously. "Yes, we sleep in beds and bathe in showers, eat with forks and knives—cooked foods—but we're beasts. I had heard that a woman of your pack killed her mate. Bizarre, isn't it?" "Tragic, I think," I answer. "I can't lie, it's been on my mind. Horrible, terrible thing." David says, "We're choosing to move on from the incident."

She steps back, already turning away, but not before adding, “And you will be invaluable.” Mae looks at me then, eyes bright and overwhelmed. “So… fire, regret, and peace.” I manage a small smile. “Sounds about right.” As we shoulder our bags and prepare to leave, I can’t shake the feeling that whatever we were before—girls searching for answers—no longer exists. We didn’t just become monsters. We became something else entirely.