Monsters In My Closet Novels & Stories

humanoid, bulky body with a long, reptile tail and a large head that resembled a cat-fish. The two scouts of the northern creatures had arrived to the village finding no resistance at all. All the cottages looked empty. They had orders to capture humans and interrogate them to find the easiest passage into the city. "Do you see anything?" The first scout asked. "I think I heard something. I'll go inside," the other responded, looking at Jana's house. The women heard the front door being forced open! There was no way to escape. Jana had to protect her daughter and she did the only thing that came to her mind. "Get inside the closet and whatever happens, don't come out and don't make any nois

I sit beside him, keeping my distance. “I want to tell you something, but I don’t know if you'll understand.” He gets up and then kneels in front of me. When I was little, I had the absurd idea that a monster was inside my closet. I used to fix my eyes on the furniture in the dark for a long time as if by staring at it, the monster wouldn’t come out. Now I look into Paul's eyes and see my reflection. I'm the monster. Probably he senses my distress. His fingers stroll over my cheek. “I wish I were a real dragon so I could swallow your sorrows.”

I looked around to see three closets, one single bed, one old couch, and a lot of boxes. I took my bag and moved towards the closet. I opened the first closet but it was completely filled with weird stuff like different types of shovels, axes, iron chains, etc. “What the hell are they doing here?, are we shooting a horror movie” I scoffed as I moved towards the second closet but it was even more scarier than the first one. It was filled with guns and arms of different kinds. “WTF! Are they…. Mafias?” I glanced towards the stairs and shook my head.

I’m shocked when the door on that room bang opens. I heard my mother screaming to stop someone I didn’t see. I peeked through the small hole in the cabinet to see what is happening outside. My eyes widened when I saw how they kill my mother using their fangs and talons. They are hairy, with red eyes, fierce fangs, and large bodies of monsters. My world stops when I saw my mother was bathing in her blood to the floor. I feel weak at what I witnessed. I was even more surprised that the two monsters have become human beings. I saw one of them approached the cabinet where I was hiding, and it surprised me when he opened it. He was smiling at me.

I could only hope that she was telling the truth when she told me she did not spill secrets. Bored of laying in bed, I shift to the edge of the bed. Making my way into one of the large walk-in closets, helping myself to some of Lucas' clothes. Running my hand over the hundreds of shirts and trousers that lined the walls. Leather and linen seemed to dominate the rails. His heady scent seemed to encompass the small space. I start opening random drawers looking for something more casual. Finding drawers full of knives and implements for all manner of dark doings. I help myself to a small blade that I could easily tuck away somewhere. Finally, I find a small selection of jogging bottoms and t-sh

The younger girl continued to cry silently as the darkness of the room promised even more monsters. Soon, the door creaked open and the three years old paused her tears to look at who was coming in, hoping that it was her mommy and not actually the monsters. A woman came into the room, but even in the darkness. Jessy knew it wasn’t her mother. The person crept towards the dresser and began prodding around it and Jessy sat up in bed in an attempt to watch them properly, she was too small to care about the consequences of drawing attention to herself.

It asks, sounding a little offended. “Blood, piles of bodies, death, call it whatever. Everything I see whenever I close my eyes is far worse than your face.” I answer, honestly. After that, the place grows deathly silent. The thing still keeps watching me, just not talking. This place is nice, I like it, but that doesn’t mean I can waste the precious time nobody clearly has. I clear my throat and look this thing straight in the eyes as I ask, “how do I get rid of the monster that lives in my mommy?”

It was replaced by built-in cabinets in an off-white finish. Every trace of my life, from books, awards, to pictures, was missing. The space was now furnished with clothes, bags, and shoes. My room in the apartment I had paid for had been converted into Cass’ walk-in closet.

“If there’s a single scratch on my body, the entire Chicago would know what kind of monsters you all are.” “When the time comes, you will meet our monsters first,” I snarled. “Keep your empty threats to yourself, Dominic.” She narrowed her eyes. “They don’t scare me anymore; in fact, it’s boring and repetitive.” “If there’s anything worth remembering about you, Sophia, that is, you are an attention-seeking whore. We know the video is fake, and you are desperate. Get to the fucking point. NOW!”

But no one approached. Men in dark suits stood near the doors. Each one had a gun hidden under their coat. She could tell. Their eyes followed her and Carlo as they walked. They nodded at him, all of them like he was a king. He held out his arm to her. “Stay close to me.” She stared at him, heart pounding. Then slipped her hand through his arm. The moment they stepped through the doors, the air shifted. It was another world inside. Loud music played faintly beneath the surface. Red and gold lights lit the floor. Velvet curtains hung high on the walls. There was laughter, but it didn’t sound warm. And everywhere—security. Men in suits with guns in their eyes.