Monster How Do I Feel Novels & Stories

I feel a surge of annoyance, but I know he's right. I grin, and I leap into the air with all the strength I have. I feel the wind rushing past me, and for a moment, I feel weightless. Then I land on the other side, my feet hitting the ground with a thud. Jacob is still on the other side, looking at me in disbelief. "How did you do that?" he asks, his voice full of awe. I just shrug, feeling a surge of pride. "Just a little werewolf magic," I say, a smirk on my face.

I didn’t understand why, I could stand in a field of rogues, and not an ounce of sweat would roll down my face. But seeing Cory in this moment, listening to him cry out as he tried to fight off an invisible monster, one that I couldn’t hold in my hands and rip the throat out. That fucking floored me. Made me feel useless. “I didn’t take it…” he whimpered, his body shaking more on the bed.

I whisper. “Then I’ll show you what a liar you are.” He thrusts forward, filling me, stretching me, making me ache and moan. “That’s right. Moan for me.” He grunts each time he slides into me, his grip on my thighs bruising. “Tell me how good it feels.” I shake my head, even as the words are right on the tip of my tongue. “You’re a monster,” I cry out instead. He chuckles darkly. “Your monster though, bitch. Your monster.”

“Not right now... You do this thing all the time where it's like one moment you're this person, and the next moment you're totally different. I mean, you say this now, but you don't act any different?” He looked away. “I guess I'm not always in the mood to talk then.” “Yeah. It shouldn’t kill you to say so sometimes,” I whispered, even more annoyed. I should have just kept to myself. He must have noticed how disappointed I looked because seconds after, he came to sit by me. “What did it feel like today, feeling your wolf?” I shrugged. “It was… it felt good. I can't lie. I felt different…stronger…almost unstoppable.”

With a roaring growl I swung my arm with all my strength and punched the beast in the jaw so hard I heard the neck snap and it let go of me and fell in a pile not too far away. I crashed down on the ground with a thud and gripped my chest as I winced in pain. “Fuck,” I cursed. What the hell type of monster was this? My eyes widened as I heard the bone snap back into place and the monster got back to its feet. I got up too and let out another deep breath clutching my chest, it felt like my heart was obfuscated in ice, I felt frozen to the bone and as I faced it, my lips trembled.

Kael I stood there, my breath heavy with the weight of her words. "You’re a monster." The accusation echoed in my mind, cutting through my anger and forcing me to confront my own inner turmoil. My hand still tingles from where I had struck her—an uncharacteristic act that shocked us both. Hurting her was never my intention, but in that moment, something inside me snapped. I’ve always struggled to manage my emotions, especially the ones that overwhelm me. And the way Elaine looked at me—like I had let her down—was almost too much to bear.

“The others aren’t like that.” “That’s because they are sometimes too impatient to wait for you. I’m the patient one.” He shrugs. Desmond’s right. He is the patient one. “Why are you crying?” Desmond asks. I sigh. “I just… I don’t know. I feel like a monster. But on top of that, I also feel like I’m not a good enough monster. Like, why can’t I cause an earthquake when I want to? It only happens when I don’t mean it to. I suck.”

Slowly, all the tension has gone away, my knees grew weak and I fall into the ground, releasing the person I tightly grab into my arms. Little by little, I gained my conscious back. I smelled a strong scent to my body as I look into my arms. I felt the shiver all through out my body. There's blood everywhere but I see no wounds in me. But then, I tasted blood inside of my mouth. What have I done? "Mo-monster! You are a monster!" The woman in front of me shouted at the top of her lungs.

The monster grinned, he was waiting this question to answer. “to kill the woman, you love”, the monster replied and laughed out load. When Adam heard it, he shot the enemy many times. His heart was full of rage and anger. But the more he shot the monster, the more it grows bigger. Why? Adam didn’t know how to fight this kind of enemy. Its tactics were different. He realized that the more his emotions get tangled, the more the enemy got its power. Adam closed his eyes then took a depth breathed. The monster noticed Adams sudden changed of energy. So, He tried to provoke him again.

Keeping my cool in front of them is getting harder. But here's the weird thing… Since I rejected him, I should be shattered. It’s what every werewolf feels after rejecting their mate—pain. Emptiness. Total emotional collapse. But I don’t feel that. Instead, I feel free. Relieved. And that’s what scares me most. I didn’t even realize how deep I’d wandered into the forest until the sun started dipping behind the trees. I turned to head back—then tripped and fell. I gasped.