Insidious Monster Novels & Stories

There's no fear in him, and his face signifies sinister. All of a sudden, the atmosphere becomes heavier, and soon enough, a shill holder dominates the whole realm. All village, all kingdoms, heard her cry of agony. Audra looks at Donovan once again, before they all disappear in a heavy mist of ice and fire. "In this realm, we are the so-called monsters. But now, I pity you, for the real monster has just been awakened." She whispers in the air, enough for him to hear.

I continued playing another video showing her coaxing and teaching Jasmine how to frame Cedric for sexual assault. There were tears in her eyes as she pulled Jasmine into her arms and said, "Jazzy, a very evil man just became your dad's boss at work, and he's planning to frame your dad for something bad. If the evil man succeeds, your dad will be arrested and thrown into jail. "You're the only one who can save your dad now. Go with your dad to the evil boss' birthday party tomorrow. Then, when the evil boss is drunk, take off your clothes and sit on him. Make sure you leave some saliva on him as evidence."

I muttered, scared that if the monsters spread how I had come to Raven's room, it'd get to the hearing of both Lucian and Thorne. "Is that what you want?" he asked softly, cupping my face in his cold, steady hands. My eyes reached for his, and I nodded my head. "Alright. I will be right back. Once I talk to them, they won't say a word." With that, he went out of his room. With just one word from him, every monster on the fifth floor came out from their various rooms. Somewhere were vampires, ghouls, and somewhere dragons. I stood by the door, listening to the conversation he was having with them.

Everything. Door. Opened. Creaking. Loud. Ominous. Final. And. There. She. Was. Isabella. Hart. Standing. In. Doorway. Smiling. That. Smile. Insane. Evil. Victorious. Sienna’s breath. Stopped. Seeing. Her. Really. Seeing. Monster. In. Human. Form. Isabella. Looked. Different. Thinner. Paler. Darker. Somehow. Like. Madness. Ate. Her. From. Inside. Out.

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

She still couldn't understand how this had happened. Maria scolded sharply, "Is Mykorra's war zone somewhere you should send her? You thought you were sending her there to work on her medical skills, but you have no idea she spent three years there as a human test subject. Her health was completely ruined! "Don't you know about all of this? Or did you never once think of visiting her for the past three years? Is that why you're completely clueless about what she suffered?" Maria's words made them feel ashamed. After all, they had never once bothered to check on my situation in the past three years.

I gradually began to feel an itch in my soul. Following the sensation back home, I realized that the power had been cut because the bill was overdue. Everything inside the walk-in freezer began to thaw. Drawn by the sickly sweet scent, rats and cockroaches poured in through tiny holes in the walls. The cloyingly sweet cake was already devoured, but even more cockroaches and rats were gathering inside. I never knew that dead people could look so horrendous. Actually, I had been hiding a secret from Mom. Dad had met with me in private many times.

In the next second, the upper portion of the glass was crushed… The sharp debris from the glass jabbed into Betty Starmount’s flesh, making her bleed profusely. However, Betty didn’t react at all. Instead, she recklessly allowed the bleeding to continue… She was like a cold, walking zombie. “Xyla Quest…” Betty seemingly spoke through gritted teeth. The cold, murderous look in her eyes immediately caused the temperature on the balcony to drop by several degrees…

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

She inhaled deeply as the monster inside her surged to life. Blood. She could smell blood and it wasn't just any blood but the most delicious one she had ever tasted. Her mouth watered and she licked her dry lips before stuttering to the door. She came to a halt while inhaling deeply as her eyes closed in bliss. She was hungry. She wants it. She needs his blood. The sane part of her tried to stop her but the malicious monster inside her had its eyes wide open with an icy look in them as she unlocked the door and opened it.