Monstrous Book Novels & Stories

╭──────────.★..─╮ Selena's POV ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ Rose didn't even look up from the book. "It's called 'In a Monster’s Bed.'"

My best friend said, flipping the pages of her book. I sigh, dropping my head on the top of the driver's side. We were on our way to the Prominent Dark City, a club for the elites. Anyone in that club probably owns more than ten hotels and restaurants around the world. My friend, Bianca is telling me about her book character, Damien Woes, who is a monster and a Plutonian with a huge coçk and a tongue so long, it would fill you up and give immeasurable pleasure. I glance at my driver, Mr Elvis, who has a Stern expression on his face as he takes glances at Bianca, who seems oblivious of this. I give him a small smile and nudge at Bianca.

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

I looked at Sienna. She looked terrified. I looked back at Raven. "You didn't?" Raven hesitated. Just slightly. Enough. I stepped closer. "You know what your problem is?" Raven stayed quiet. "You think monsters look a certain way." The room was silent. I could hear Sienna breathing. I looked directly into Raven's eyes. "You want me to be angry." Raven's hand tightened around her phone. "You want me to confess." I smiled. "But you don't understand something."

I CHECKED OVER THE list that Auth had given me of this week's tasks, making sure I had done all of them. I had just finished returning a monster to its book after it had escaped. Usually, something like that wouldn’t be my priority; however, the monster had somehow managed to get into another book. It had caused some damage to the book and nearly killed one of the main characters while it was there. Having failed to find the monster before it was seen, it was now in the book. It was a good thing I wasn’t seen, otherwise Auth couldn’t have written it off since I don’t exactly fit the theme of the book.

One by one, the heads opened their cold, malevolent eyes and grinned with feral malice. My scream shattered into nothingness. I opened my eyes to a stabbing pain in my arm. Yanking up my sleeve, I stared in shock at the words carved into my skin: [[This house has monsters! Every time I'm killed, I'm thrown into a loop and lose all my memories. With each death, I mark my hand.]

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!

The necklace and wrist lace the Oer monk gave me shoned green,the monsters scrawled out in their numbers to protect and fulfil their master's will and command,but this time a true seeker had Come,they rushed upon me to devour me , but they saw the shining necklace and wrist lace green all over, maybe they ascertained i was worthy to take the book of Santacas, immediately they all bowed to me. I was surprised ,and then i took the book , and immediately it suddenly seemed that i lost something, and gained something much bigger, I felt new!, A whole new energy, strength and power was all rushing through my veins, ,I opened the book and the monsters disappeared….I knew I had finally became a mon

To put it nicely. In my hands was a thick book that Chelsa had sent me from France, miraculously it was English, and the contents inside were a history over folklore and monsters which humans believe to be made up although they were just extinct in the supernatural world. I hoped to find something similar to the Northern Whispers or something that could potentially take them down - honestly, I think I’m just hoping for answers that don’t exist or may-

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.