Monster In Love Novels & Stories

“That is why I always want to stay by your side. No matter how hard I try, I cannot get you out of my mind. I think about you more than I should.” He paused, his eyes fixed on mine. “I love you, Lisa.” I stared at him, completely speechless. I had never expected to hear those words from Damon. Not from him, and certainly not at a time like this. My heart began pounding wildly against my chest, beating so hard that it felt as though it might burst out of me. Damon lowered his gaze. “You may not feel the same way about me,” he said quietly. “I know what I am. I’m a monster.”

He rasped out pointing at her heart. A cracked sob left her throat as she tried to push him. "I don't love you." She said making him chuckle. "I and you we both know you do." She shook her head. "I DON'T LOVE A MONSTER!" Reynold's eyes darkened hearing her. He took a handful of her hair jerking her head near his. "Monster huh! Let me show you what being a real monster is." With that, he dragged her inside the basement throwing her in front of the little guy.

I can't believe I'm going to take another cold shower all because I'm resisting myself from f*cking little bunny. The monster is standing tall, refusing to fall down. It's so huge and hard like a rock. I slowly started moving my palm through it, stroking it gently. A soft moan escaped my lips as I rub the monster in a swift motion. At last, the white discharge flipped through the tiny opening at the top of the monster, I breathed heavily and threw my head backwards.

Moonlight Jade said with tears in her eyes. “And why do you left me?” She looked at me, “because I never told you that I am a werewolf. It’s a very long story why I am like this, but, now, we are of the same world, in a werewolf world.” I embraced her and whispered into her ear, “You still love me Moonlight Jade?” “Yes Magnus Jordan, when I left you at the beach house, I was confused and I still love you and that love story of ours, I’ve got pregnant and because we have a daughter.”

, I whispered. "I love you too, Sunshine", he claimed my lips again, and he thrust into my hot wet core. A lone tear of happiness and satisfaction fell from my eyes, and he kissed my tears. Monsters need love too. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

“Even if he had wanted to return, it took him most of this time to accept and adjust to being vampire. It is not that easy for the pure of heart to turn into something they consider a monster.” “He’s not a monster,” I blurted without thinking. “Of course he’s not a monster,” she said assuringly. “He’s a very sad victim of darkness who still holds within him enough light to keep from succumbing to the evil they tried to plant within him.” “Did Vivian make him a vampire?” I asked hesitantly.

Teya sniffled. “I love you,” she said, wiping her eyes. “You are not alone.” There was a painful tug at his heart. Love was as strong and as powerful as he’d dreamt it to be. He saw himself as a monster, but she loved him anyway, as if he were some kind of hero. In that moment, everything was perfect.

At this point, I lay helplessly, hoping he would stop. "I want more," he moaned weakly, his eyes filling with lust and at this point, I could barely recognize him anymore. His face had twisted up in the most sadistic and sick way as he kept staring at the blood dripping down my hands and onto the white bedsheets before shooting me a lustful smirk. "You're a monster!" I yelled, more tears rolling down my cheeks as I tried to ignore the growing pain on my neck and gripping the bite mark tightly. "Ah, you're mad, Barbie doll," He says amused while grabbing my hands and pushing me down on the bed, towering over me.

“You made one mist ake tonight, Romano.” “Oh?” “You assumed love makes men weak.” I leaned slightly closer, voice deadly calm. “But men like me?” I smiled coldly. “We become monsters when someone touches what we love.”

I whispered as the sun began to peek over the FUTO horizon, painting the campus in shades of rose and gold. He looked at me, and for the first time in fifty-five chapters, the shadows were gone from his eyes. He leaned in, kissing me with a softness that made the world stand still. It wasn't a kiss of desperation; it was a kiss of peace. "It's over, Elara," he whispered against my lips. "The Monster is dead. Only the man is left."