Monsters By James Blunt Lyrics Novels & Stories

' Juno snarls in my head, finding a way to ruin my beautiful mood. 'My mates are no monsters, Juno. It's okay if you don't like them. You're free to have your preference. But my mates are not monsters and just so you know, they'll be with me even if you decide not to be part of my life.' I snarl back at her, in my head of course.

"Perhaps we could disturb their ranks and have a chance at it!" Kade would have said, determination in his eyes. "Let us move." Navigating among the mayhem, they charged the dark leader together with fangs bared. With hateful eyes, the leader stood defiantly in the middle. The dark leader growled disdainfully as they neared. Its voice dripped with contempt. “You are only a flicker of light in the immense darkness; you believe you can conquer me once more?” The monster's remarks made Blair nearly angry. "We are a flame, and united we will burn bright, not simply a flicker."

Connor spoke in a low voice as if he expected someone to hear him. Pete had a nice smile and warm inviting eyes but when it came down to it he was a monster of the worst kind, Glory had a weak smile on her face as she looked to the house then the car that rested alone in the driveway. Like a sleeping beast dead to the world but with a simple touch could be rumbling in seconds. There were plenty of times that they wished for nothing more than to run away but they knew no matter how far they ran they would find them. “What would be the point? They are monsters but they are monsters that own us the moment we try to make a run for it we will be dead there are more of them than they are of us.” G

She crawled slowly and as the pain was all subsiding, she picked up herself slowly as her closet door ruptured, and standing there was one of the monsters she has dreaded. She wondered how James got these monsters in the first place. She never saw anything like it when she lived here so how could this be? It only meant James kept so many secrets that she didn't know about. If Romeo hadn't told her that James did drugs, she wouldn't have known as well but judging from his behavior, it was pretty obvious. "Kill her," James yelled. He knew the monster won't kill Maria because he had programmed it to protect her but he wanted to distract Romeo and find a way to overpower him.

Because you wanted to believe so badly that I couldn't love a monster like you" Blinking back the tears in my eyes, I couldn't decide if I was mad at him for not believing me or mad at the councils, or mad at nature or mad at him for thinking himself to be a monster. . . . TBC

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

‎A monster who thinks he owns me? ‎I cry until there’s nothing left. ‎Until my throat is raw and my eyes are swollen and the cold seeps through my clothes. ‎Then I drag myself inside. ‎Lock the door. ‎Curl up in bed. ‎And stare at the ceiling until dawn. ‎Wondering how everything fell apart so fast. ‎Wondering if I can fix it. ‎Wondering if I even want to. ‎Because part of me—the part I hate—wonders what it would feel like to let the monster win.

"It was—it was like bells. Like music. Like everything good in the world concentrated into sound. When you laughed, I—I felt like nothing bad could ever happen. Like we were safe. Like—" "We weren't safe though," James said quietly. He rarely spoke about his past. About before. But sometimes he did. "None of us were. I laughed too. Before I woke up. Before I killed my parents. I was happy boy and then—then I became monster. Just like that. One moment laughing, next moment murderer." "You were scared," Albert said. "You were confused. You didn't mean to—"

"It doesn't distract. It fuels me. It makes the world clearer. We end this together, and then, we see what remains of the world." The enemies regrouped, their leader—a scarred veteran of a dozen campaigns—bellowing at his men. "The bond makes them monsters! Ignore your fear! Kill them both!" Aziel laughed, a sound devoid of mirth, echoing with the cold authority of a king. "Monsters? You have no idea what monsters truly look like." They charged again. The bond hummed with a mix of raw, animalistic fury and a haunting, quiet tenderness that defied the carnage. Aziel protected Lior’s blind spot; Lior neutralized threats before they could even threaten Aziel.

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.