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Thank you to everyone who took this journey with me at a much slower pace than usual! Is Devlin out? Is she in? Are we ready for a change of scenery? A lot more spice?? Book 2 is the last book in the "Where The Monster's Hide" Series, and is my sole focus until completion. It will be less dark themed, and more spicier, where all the burning questions will be answered and we'll see Devlin elevate - any guesses? Need to know when Book 2 releases? Find our F B group and you'll be the first to see the blurb, the cover reveal, and know when it plans on launching!

I whispered as the sun began to peek over the FUTO horizon, painting the campus in shades of rose and gold. He looked at me, and for the first time in fifty-five chapters, the shadows were gone from his eyes. He leaned in, kissing me with a softness that made the world stand still. It wasn't a kiss of desperation; it was a kiss of peace. "It's over, Elara," he whispered against my lips. "The Monster is dead. Only the man is left."

plush. I knew this data inside and out. I had read it so often, so often tried to reduce it to something simple. It never worked. Look, Gracy, the funny dog. I called it plush because it looks so plush. I gritted my teeth tightly and hit it again. Over and over again. In doing so, I tried not to think about that cruel day fifteen years ago, but kept recalling the facts to myself. The size, the weight, the appearance. But the thoughts became blurred and suddenly I heard the screams of the children, saw my mother who stormed into the garden, only to be torn down by one of these beasts. I saw my father again, who was trying to split the skulls of these monsters with a spade. But he had dealt wi

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.

BEFORE YOU READ! It's a mature themed book so if you feel uncomfortable at any point in the book, please consider leaving peacefully! For character aesthetics and updates about the book, follow me on Ïñstå. My Id is authorsy56. Enjoy Reading! Author|~S.Y VIOLET When I was a little girl, my mother used to tell me stories about monsters. She used to say ‘ Sleep or a monster will come to take you. ’ I never slept after hearing that though. The mention of a monster coming to get me and the thought of being asleep when he might come, made me jump out of bed and be on my guard.

The screen lit up and a number flashed. It was his. Though Emma had never bothered to save it in her contact list she still recognized it immediately. Well, even if she had saved his number, she would have undoubtedly named it Monster or Beast. There was something monstrous about him that couldn't be denied. When provoked, he was a force to be reckoned with—as chaotic and destructive as a thunderstorm. Emma opened the chat which was filled with a few messages only, mostly coming from Kevin's side, and read the recent one. He had sent her a message telling her to be ready as they had to attend an important dinner together.

Olivia, took a shower and then got into her bed to have a wonderful sleep, she thought about everything that had happened, but for some reason, she missed Bernard, So some reason, she felt it was so weird to miss that strange man, so she quickly brushed off the stupid thought from her head and then lay silently on a bed, slowly she drifts into a deep sleep, and then she saw herself in a strange environment, Olivia looked around the dark room, but couldn't see anything," Hello, she tried to speak out, but it seems her voice couldn't be heard, suddenly a dark figure emerged stood in front of her. She shivered at the sight of the figure, the only thing her mind was telling her right now was to

anymore. I hated that doll Ophelia gave me. I cut it to pieces. But she didn't get mad. She just smiled and pulled out a remote. With a light press of a button, I started vomiting violently, my whole body shaking. Ophelia looked pleased with herself. "See what I can do now? I can make you throw up whenever I want. You killed our dad, and then you pretended to be some genius to steal Mom's love. This is exactly what you deserve."

There was a murmur of agreement from behind me. Where was the trust? Claire was right, I had started rubbing off on them. “One of them will stay here. Who would you suggest?” Why did they have to call it Monsterland? The name was just so off-putting. But there seemed no way to avoid it. We were going to the land of monsters. As soon as I chose someone to leave behind. End of Book Three If you enjoyed this book and would like to support the author please leave a review on the site where you got your copy or on Goodreads.

POV: Rory Hale Another appeared ahead, cutting me off. My chest heaved, panic keen and scorching. “No, no, no…” I grabbed the nearest book and tossed it. It went straight through the monster like it was mist. But the mist hissed, pushing tighter, creating claws. “Help!” My voice cracked. “Somebody” And then the growl came. Deep. Savage. Close. A flurry of silver and black tore past the aisle, crashing into the gloom. Snarls filled the air, volumes flying, shelves cracking under the impact.