Monsters Under The Bed Novels & Stories

In a final fit of rage, he hurled the ceramic plate across the room, watching it shatter into a hundred shards before throwing himself onto the mattress, his belly still growling. In the dead of night, a violent jolt snapped his eyes open. His mind was foggy, his senses disoriented by the heavy shadows of the northern tower. Fumbling in the dark for his device, the screen illuminated midnight. He dragged his heavy limbs out of bed, muttering, “My wolf is starving.” The primal urge for raw meat was driving him mad. He needed to raid the lower cellars, so he crept out of his room, surprised to find the iron locks had been silently disengaged. He descended the grand stone staircase in a rare mo

It rolled under a bed with a soft thud, and then came a small clanging sound that repeated, and repeated, and repeated, filling the silent room like an alarm. "We have to find where that noise is coming from," Jack whispered, panic edging into his voice. "It's probably under one of these beds." "Okay, Boss." Jack turned his flashlight back on, and he and Mike dropped to their knees, peeking under the beds one by one. The kids in the room started to stir, disturbed by the light and the noise. If they didn't hurry, every child in the room could wake up, and then there would be no explaining their way out of it. Mike was the first to spot it: a wind-up monkey with a yellow and red button vest,

MONSTERS ON ICE Dark MMM Hockey Romance CONTENT WARNING — 18+ Monsters on Ice contains explicit sexual content intended for readers 18+. This novel includes MMM relationships, on-page explicit sex, dubcon elements, power imbalance, possessive themes, violence, sports injury, and emotional intensity. --- Cody Brennan, a 22-year-old rookie, is the league's clean-cut golden boy. Two monsters decide he's theirs. When rival captain Dom Reyes threatens to end his career, Cody finds himself under the protection of the two most dangerous men in hockey: Atlas Kane, 28— Captain. Ice in his veins. Control is everything. Hunter Conner, 26— Enforcer. Rage in his blood. Possession is everything. Wha

For a second , I’m hit with the familiar knife-twist ; the helplessness of knowing I can fight everything except the monsters in his head . “Monster under the bed.” “No monsters tonight. I checked. Triple-checked.” I say it softly, like a spell , rocking him on the glider, humming the dinosaur song he loves . His breathing evens out slowly , each inhale softer than the last until his small fingers relax against my shoulder . I press my cheek to the top of his curls , letting the warmth of him settle something frayed and shaking inside me .

“I can’t wait for the day I get to tuck them into their beds. Tell 'em stories. Kiss their foreheads.” He peeked into a small bedroom off the hall and froze. The walls were covered in crayon drawings—wolves under full moons, stars, flowers. Two beds pushed against opposite walls, each one strewn with stuffed animals, worn blankets, and the unmistakable scent of childhood. It gutted him. He reached out and traced a picture taped crookedly to the wall: a wolf with a little heart drawn over its chest. In childish handwriting, the name Daddy Wolf was scrawled across the bottom.

Silently I cast an [Appraisal] on the dead corpse. {Name: Seed of the Deep Ones Threat Level: 3 Type: Undead/ Parasite Description: A parasitic monster that latches onto a host and slowly draining the life of their host, gains the strength of 2/3 of their host. The seed of the deep ones was a monster that feeds on souls and mana, prefers living environment was underwater, only able to stay out of water for only 24 hours. Classified as a hunter and a collector for a Deep one: Chutlusia, lord of the underwater.}

I made a plan that night to end her. The next night my parents had a big important party with some of my father’s clients from work. I knew that Rose would be over. When she arrived my mother kissed my forehead and left with my father. The sun hadn’t set yet so I asked Rose to go for a walk with me. She agreed and we took off into the woods behind my house. I got ahead of her and then made her think she had lost me. While she frantically looked for me I snuck behind her. I found a large piece of wood and crept up behind her. She heard the brush below my feet break as I approached her and quickly turned around. I then unleashed the Monster inside me. It was brutal and very sloppy. I honestly

I looked up at my father and mother with wonder before taking a big bite out of the soft delicacy. ---•---•--- I woke up with my a pain in my arm, just the same as the day before.I didn't understand what was happening or where I was as I glanced around the room, but then it all came flooding back to me.The porridge, the sandwich, the pasta ... the peach and the king.I sat up and looked around the room, surprised to see that it was empty. Or so I thought until I saw a dark shadow in the corner of the room. I looked up to see the king, sitting in the corner of the room watching me with dark eyes. As my eyes met his he grimaced and stood up, walking towards me.

10 Years After The Union and Luna Ceremony (Midnight Pack) KATARINA. I pecked Jillian, my five-year-old daughter, on the forehead before I placed her down on the floor beside six-year-old Abegail, and they began building blocks from the overwhelming amount of duplos and legos around them before my eyes searched for Ledger and Patrick. I found them at the far end of the pups’ playroom, discussing in a hushed voice as if they were discussing tactics for a great war.

I can’t keep the bitterness out of my voice while speaking to him, not that I tried to. Amusement crosses his features, but it quickly vanishes as he rubs the side of his jaw. “You don’t want to keep messing with fire, farfalla. You won’t get burnt this time around because I will set you ablaze.” His hand drops from his jaw and suddenly dives across my scalp, and he yanks on my hair, forcing me to stare into his sin-infected eyes. “I am the monster under your bed. The one haunting your dreams. Claiming your screams for my own. You will never escape me because I intend to keep you.” He whispers in my ear as he leans forward and nuzzles his nose against the crook of my neck.