Monster Under The Bed Novels & Stories

“I can’t. I’m scared. The monster from my dream is under my bed.” “It isn’t. Go back to bed.” “It is.” He insisted. “It is under my bed right now.” Dan struggled to control his temper. “Monsters aren’t real.” He said. “This one is. It is a tall shadow, it has a whip and a horrible scream.”

“If it makes you feel better, you can sleep in my room.” “Really?” My heart unfreezes. “Yeah.” He takes my hand and goes to the hallway. “We’ll check again in the morning when the sun’s out. Monsters are scared of the sun.” “Okay.” I look back. I thought he shut the closet door, but it’s open. Maybe he opened it to give the monster a chance to go home if it escaped? “Here, get in.” He pulls his covers back. I climb into his bed and let him tuck the covers in around me.

Just like me. Sliding off the bed, my feet finally hit the floor as I pattered across the room. Every few steps, I looked back to make sure he didn’t move. Giggling, I opened the door and dashed across to my bedroom doors. You never know when a monster is hiding in the dark around here. Especially since we are in the underworld.

Monsters!!? The guy who built this house collected monsters." Mike sat on the edge of the tub, Naia wrapping bandages around the deeper cuts on his body. He wore only his boxers, having stripped away his clothing. He was grateful that the bushes had caught him, but a bit miffed that they had taken their price in flesh.

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?”

I dropped my little bag and looked around; it was beautiful, nicer than any room I'd ever slept in. I fell onto the cold mattress and took a deep breath. I was deep in thought yet trying to get some sleep. Suddenly, a sharp voice tore through the dark. "MUMMY! MONSTER!!!"

Any decision I saved a child and not another, had an echo created. Under the bed. Under the door. Under the sea. The black hole blew. And then something came out. Slow down. Not a child. Not a monster. A woman. She crawled out under the bed as if she got out of a dream too tight. Wet hair. White dress. My face. But older than any version. Older than the woman from the sea. Your eyes were closed. She wore a key around her neck. Silver. The same symbol.

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

​Finally, after a lifetime of silence, the footsteps turned and faded down the hall. ​I didn't sleep. I couldn't. ​The monster wasn't just under my bed anymore. He was in the hallway. He was in the dining room. ​And he wasn't leaving.

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”