Monster Under A Bed Novels & Stories

RIVER BROWN “Mommy?” “Mommy?” “Mommy?” My chest constricts, I look at my babies and is like I can’t see them. They are calling me, I realize. I look at them like I’ve just seen a ghost and yes maybe I’ve seen a ghost and maybe I’m on the verge of collapsing. “There are no m—monsters on the bed, honey. And Niko? I’m bringing ironman to bed, okay? How about you all go to bed and I’m right behind you?”

A psychotic smile spread across his lips. "You monster! You've lost your senses!" I yelled, my vision blurred by my own tears, but he cackled instead, filling the quiet room with the echo of his voice. "You're right about one thing, I am a monster, the kind who lives under your bed and creeps up at night to watch you sleep, devouring you slowly. And trust me sweetheart," he leaned over, his heavy musk almost choking me. "I won't stop until I've stripped you of every innocence."

I told you, future astronaut here. “Even monsters?” I stoop in front of her, my feet flat on the floor, buttoning the undid button of her pink flowered dress and pulling her in for repeated kisses on her cheek. Her cheeks go rosy red but she answers bravery, in a whispered tone and with a crooked smile, nodding slowly. “Even monsters, mummy.” She of course thinks the tree outside was the monster I referred to, whose shadow used to be cast inside her bedroom at night. Until Jax cut it down some months back because she cried, every night insisting the monster was trying to climb up her bed every night to take her away from us.

The beast lifted Amanda's bed and turned it over roughly. Bang! He… is looking for his prey! The monster growled. Fuck, is he looking for me? Is that the Grunger monster? How did he get here? I have to run. The reflection of the creature's body really resembles the figure of a lycan walking on its two hind legs when it changes on a full moon night. However, he has a pair of sharp fangs and long nails. I have no doubt he is a Grunger monster. I crawled out of the blanket very carefully. I can't make a sound. My eyes continued to be focused on his movements, and my body tried to reach the door to the left of my bed.

I pop the 'p' "But before you go searching for him, I need your help. A really enormous spider just crawled under my bed right now—" I hear the shriek first before Chocolate crawls out of my bed, his face twisted in pure horror as he dusts out the phantom spider from his body, doing a small dance while he does so, though he stops he sees the look on my face, his making a sad one "No fair"

Looking at his worried face, into those eyes that I used to drown in, I felt a tightness in my chest. "It's nothing. I'm just a little scared." That was the truth. But what scared me wasn't the ritual tomorrow, or losing the child. It was the mystery hidden behind all this. Kael gently wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his embrace. His voice was gentle to the extreme, yet it made my skin crawl. "Don't be afraid. I'm here." "Tomorrow, once we enter the secret chamber of the altar, you'll drink the medicine and sleep. It will all be over."

Abby "Mommy, I'm scared." I watch as my mother and father shift on their bed, rolling over to opposite sides to turn on their own lamps. They slept in the middle, holding each other as if there were nothing else in the world. "Abigail?" My mother's sweet voice called out to me. "What's going on?" My father's rough voice booms shortly after. I adjust my stance, hugging their doorway closer to my body. "There's a monster under my bed." I can hear my mother whispering softly to my father, followed by a soft deep chuckle.

They would play and roll about waiting for when his legs would mistakenly extend out of the bed, then they would grab his legs and pull him under. Andrew was eight, and he believed under the bed was a portal of some sort. If he ever went under there at night, he would find himself in the land of the monsters. He only dreamt about these monsters. There were those with red, glinting eyes and arms longer than their legs. There were those whose hands were blades, who felt rather than saw him. They had no eyes. The only thing on their face a mouth. The descriptions of these monsters were so vivid in his mind that he clung to his dad’s hand.

╭──────────.★..─╮ Selena's POV ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ Rose didn't even look up from the book. "It's called 'In a Monster’s Bed.'"

Swallowed by the black. I woke up with a gasp that hurt my throat, my chest rising and falling like I’d just been running. The room was dark, the air cool against my damp skin. My hands were shaking. Leonidas stirred beside me, immediately awake. His head turned toward me, his voice low and alert. “Lydia? What happened?” I couldn’t answer right away. My mouth was dry, my heartbeat still pounding against my ribs. I sat up, pressing a hand to my forehead. “I saw Rina”