Little Monsters Book Novels & Stories

Their father stood dramatically from his chair. "Oh dear." Both girls looked at him instantly. He stared out of the window. "Oh no." Daisy sat upright. "What?" "Oh no no no no..." Jessica felt excitement bubbling immediately. "What?!" He turned slowly. "I think..." He lowered his voice. "...I think the storm monsters are back." Jessica's eyes widened. Daisy looked horrified. "The what?!" "The storm monsters," he whispered. "Hair made of clouds. Eyes made of lightning." Jessica stared. "No way."

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.

I came here to hide from Marcus and start over. Instead I walked into a house with three wolves who already decided I belonged to them.

anymore. I hated that doll Ophelia gave me. I cut it to pieces. But she didn't get mad. She just smiled and pulled out a remote. With a light press of a button, I started vomiting violently, my whole body shaking. Ophelia looked pleased with herself. "See what I can do now? I can make you throw up whenever I want. You killed our dad, and then you pretended to be some genius to steal Mom's love. This is exactly what you deserve."

Startled by the sudden attack, Zen summoned his daggers and slashed wildly, but the mysterious monster only laughed and swam behind Zen, hugging him and restraining his limbs from moving. Without underwater breathing, Zen could feel himself slowly drowning. The monster's incredible strength and tough scales prevented Zen from causing enough damage. Lime could not be summoned underwater, and the gamer cussed. Even with Mandy’s Melody, he was helpless against sudden attacks. Beneath the lake, he heard laughter and singing voices. He eventually saw a group of them circling him deep under the lake. These monsters were almost as pretty as the regular Pixie Parasols. The only difference was how th

I felt the tears welling in my eyes and decided to continue researching my dream, well at least figure out why I am having them and what they mean. I went to the shelf that mum found the book she was reading to me yesterday and immediately found my gaze land on a tan book with thick gold detailing on the cover, the title was in a completely different language, so probably reading the book would be out of the question, but still something about this book was interesting to me. I started flipping through the pages and I was right the whole book was in a different language so I focused my attention on the drawings they were black, brown and light tan in colour and nothing like modern pictures o

Talking made things worse. He looked at the shelf of toys. There were dolls. Cars. Animals. Monsters. He picked up a monster. It was green with big teeth. He put the monster in the hole. Then he covered it with sand. "Hiding the monster," Dr. Yuki said. "Good idea." River looked at her. She understood. You had to hide the monsters. If you didn't, they came out at night. He picked up a small doll. A boy doll. He put the boy doll on top of the sand mound. Right over the monster.

She was sure this was Samantha's plan. “Monsters!” Lily screamed in fear as Minotaur-like monsters began to approach them. “Run! Everyone run!” Poppy immediately ordered the others to run and save themselves from the monsters.

I let go of her hand; she calmed down and started writing in her little pink book. The teacher was writing on the board, not paying attention to what was going on around her. I kept hearing the kids right across from me and my sister smirking and whispering about something and looking at us. I just flipped them the finger, and they stopped and didn't look at us again. I smirked. But I felt someone looking at me; it gave me goosebumps. I knew who was looking at me with bright blue eyes and blonde hair, so I just glared at him. But it doesn't stop there. I didn't realize I got caught by the eye of the monster. 2 months later...

She regretted wearing a pair of mittens that her grandma made for her birthday, aside from her warm thick crocheted blanket. She was already missing home, especially her bed. Heaving another sigh, she continued to trek, climbing up the top hill and rocky slope, she chose this route because it was the shortest way to reach Gaia, but also pretty dangerous because of the harmful surroundings and, it was the shortest way out to the darkened forest connecting the Nautilus shore to the eastern lake, where old folks said, lie the deepest pit underwater where creatures from other world dwell. She also recalled her grandma telling her bedtime stories about the fairy nymphs and mermaids that lured men