Monster How Should I Feel Novels & Stories

My skin tingled as I struggled to push myself up and onto all fours. I always imagined that when the day eventually arrived and I finally Shifted, I would be thrilled. when I eventually turn into a real werewolf. But I didn't feel excited at all. Nothing but anxiety, anguish, and terror were present. When I eventually Shifted, I never imagined that I would be lost, hurt, and by myself. Though I was. Alone and pleading for help. Nobody arrived.

“I’ve seen plenty of monsters. True monsters feel no guilt or remorse for their actions. If anything they take pride in it. You didn’t try to hurt me or hurt anyone. You didn’t do the things you did to be malicious; you were trying to do good.” He blinks at me with a look of astonishment on his face. “A moment ago you were screaming and saying you hated me. Which was fair.” “I don’t know if you noticed, but I’ve had a really bad week and you did drop a bombshell on me. I don’t even know what emotions I’m going to experience from one moment to the next,” I sigh rubbing my face. One minute I’m angry, the next I’m scared, then I’m sad. I feel dizzy and drained from the flip-flopping emotions pl

And do you have superpowers besides being a werewolf? ” "Some may think that I am crazy now, but do you know the feeling of nostalgia for something or someone, and when you see this thing or person, the feeling of nostalgia disappears completely! Watching this wolf in my imagination, I feel that this mother It's so familiar that I don't understand it at all. It's like I've always watched it. It's not my first time. I don't see anything like this. They say I'm crazy or that I lost my mind. But I'm sure this wasn't the first time. I feel this thing flowing inside me. I feel it with all my being. As if my life came back again when I saw him like this I want to ask someone how I feel now Is it n

"Why are you so calm? Look at him. He's lost his mind and he's a danger to everyone here." Monster. The word bounced around in my head again. I looked down at the broken bodies near my feet and something inside me shifted. It wasn't guilt and it wasn't sadness. It was something else. A satisfaction that felt hungry and alive and it pulsed in time with the shadows that were still moving under my skin. They didn't understand any of it. I wasn't broken and I wasn't insane. I was waking up to what I really was. My mouth curved into a smile. I lifted one hand toward the bodies and opened my palm and let my eyes go dark and empty.

The small hairs on my body rose as I felt chills all over. My heart beat faster, and I couldn’t help but feel regret. Even if I was given five guts, I shouldn't have entered this place. However, now it’s too late. I could only grit my teeth and clenched my fist tightly as I calmed myself. Now is not the time to cower. Suddenly, the wind howled like wolves, and a loud snort echoed. I felt goosebumps when the colossal monster let out a terrifying screech. Oh no, it’s over! This monster is powerful and I don’t think I’m its opponent!

Is it wrong that I don't feel shocked or repelled by all of this? I actually felt surprisingly turned on. The strength that Tristan had was amazing, and he looked like a God. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion and I just stood there staring at him in complete awe, as he slowly choked Landon unconscious. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I like this so damn much? And why did I enjoy beating the hell out of Amber? Not to mention, how in the hell did I beat her up? She's a werewolf and I'm... Well, I'm just me, a normal, human girl, right? Something definitely isn't right.

In a matter of seconds, the last snake monster drops on the sandy beach, utterly defeated. With the three monsters fallen, I almost jump in glee. This is wonderful! A majestic feeling of hunting monsters. But it’s also conflicting, how could I enjoy taking the life of other beings?! Aren’t I as rotten as the hunters at the hunting park?

With one wave of my hand, I made a broken piece of concrete float into the air. I tossed it directly into the face of the monster. It fell to the ground, smashing into pieces. Its companions charged toward me, but I easily dodged the attacks. One of the monsters swung its branch, aiming to strike me. I quickly moved out of the way and placed my palm against its chest, causing it to fly backward. But then... Something strange, something new, happened. A warm sensation ran through his body. A feeling he hadn't experienced in years. Then I heard the growls of the monsters turn into coherent words.

Luckily for me, Moira seems to enjoy my demonstration. Once my raging feelings finally calm down, I begin to read the room. Emmett and Lisa look tense. Lance and Clint have genuine fear in their eyes. And Mike has his eyes on Moira. Sadness, anger, and defeat radiates from him. My new wolf senses actually have me feeling a little bad for the guy. "What's going on Lis," I say, reverting my eyes back to my twin.

"I—I feel strange. It's like something is crawling under my skin. I'm burning." Panic chokes me, tears stinging my eyes behind my closed eyelids. "Dani, stay with me," she pleads, and I can hear the fear in her voice. My legs wobble, and the heat keeps rising. It feels like I'm about to combust. Oh...no...Kaziel. He's going to be so upset if something happens to me. I suck in a trembling breath and try to reach for him through my mind. I'm a werewolf, it's supposed to work, right?