Misunderstood Monsters Novels & Stories

And that terrified him. Kristen had looked at him like he was more than a monste, like he was a good man. And deep down, he believed her. But belief is dangerous. It makes you soft. And softness is fatal in his world. Carlo collapses into a chair, overwhelmed. He’s a feared man, a killer. But now he’s haunted by the memory of Kristen’s breathless gasp, the warmth of her skin, and the sound of her crying behind a locked door.

Whispered it like a prayer when she thought I was asleep. But unhinged just means free. I walked down the corridor, boots echoing against the tiles, my chest bare, marks on my skin, from the forest floor and where Juno had clawed at me. I could still feel her on my skin, the heat, the tremor, the fight. The sound she made when I touched her, half defiance, half surrender, it replayed in my head like a song I couldn’t stop humming. And it made me smile. Everyone thought monsters growled, bared their teeth, tore people apart. They didn’t understand that the real monsters knew how to smile while doing it. And I? I was born smiling. Literally.

Each of them realized that they needed a little quietness at times like these. In just a day, the kingdom had lost countless soldiers, as well as civilians at the hands of monsters – which weren't even monster grande. According to the info provided by Dylan, there is a term "monster grande" which refers to a monster that is bigger, fiercer, and intelligent and is the biggest threat to mankind. The numbers were still few, but no one ever knew when they would be able to double their numbers and enter the Haddad Kingdom.

Great, The unwanted speaks, Well my dear, I'd say we're even but temporary guess I'm leavin' and your magic I might believin pretty good, you think you won congrats again, it's been real fun a spell like yours can be undone Hmmmm, Oh I see, you think my best? wait a sec, I'll get undressed something here I must confess Most these monsters are my friends on whom my back I can depend do your thing, with time you spend That's okay, you go ahead I don't wanna end up dead

“He looked at me like I was a monster when the real monster was at his feet! He looked like I was a stranger. I’m his daughter, for God’s sake!” “I think people who are misunderstood are the ones usually called monsters,” I said softly, still stroking her back, my other hand on her head massaging her scalp gently. “My brothers and I have been called monsters plenty of times. Especially my little brother, Axel. He’s been called a monster almost all his life, but if you know Axel, he’s like a snake. People fear him at first glance, but in truth, he’s gentle, quiet, and only strikes when he’s cornered. That is when he’s labeled a monster, when all he wants is to be left alone. So you see, being

I hate how it doesn’t sound like a joke. Because that’s the problem with monsters— Sometimes they’re the only ones who see you clearly. And they use it to their advantage. I don't even know why I'm not screaming and crashing tf out right now.

“It makes us human.” “Humans don’t destroy everything they touch,” I whispered. He gave a small, bitter smile. “Then what does that make us?” I didn’t answer at first. I just stared at him, and then smiled to myself. “Monsters,” I said, “The kind that learned to live with what they had done.” His mouth twitched, “Then I guess we deserve each other.” I shook my head slowly. “No,” I said, “We just understand each other. And that’s not the same thing.”

“He was an aqrabuamelu. Apparently, it is a scorpion human hybrid that feeds on virgins and young women, “ “What are you doing so that explains why he wanted you so bad?” June said. “I guess by that logic, you are the only one on the whole basketball team who knows how to keep her legs closed,” “Did you really have to say it like that? “April G said to her. “Oh, come on. We are all thinking it. Maybe that is why they gave you such a hard time in the 1st place, Chan,” “Can we please just focus? “Madison asked. “Now that we can identify these monsters, we must figure out how they keep showing up and why they keep trying to kill us,”

They stop in front of me and spread out to form a circle. "Can I help you, fellows?" I ask the gentlemen standing in front of me. "Are you one of those monsters?" I look at him confused. "What monsters?" He cannot mean us, could he? "Don't be dumb. Are you one of those bloodsuckers or do you turn with the moon? The answer will determine your fate." "Don't be rude, dude. What makes you think that werewolves and vampires are monsters? You are just scared because you don't understand them."

she continued, “their blood responds before their minds do. That is why mates feel one another across distance. Why separation feels like illness.” Her gaze drifted knowingly toward me, though Mae had asked. “That is also why denying it can be fatal.” The candles flickered, shadows crawling across the walls. “Not everyone who is recognized should be turned,” the Ancient One said. “But those who ask. Those who step forward and choose the monster willingly—” She leaned toward us, voice lowering. “They almost always survive.” Her eyes locked fully onto mine. “Because the change does not create the darkness,” she said. “It only gives it permission.”