Monstrous Love Novels & Stories

If only she could see him in the light that he saw her, if only she looked past the fact of him being her father’s murderer and come to see him for who he was truly, but that was nearly impossible, her everyday contact with him, reminded her of the fact that her father was dead and he was the cause. He almost regretted killing her father, even if it had to be done, sometimes, he wondered how it would have been if they had met in a different circumstance, would he be allowed to woo her, will she accept, would their life had been different from how it is now. He had to admit to himself the very base of what he felt now, LOVE. “I think I’m love with you, Dianne Nefertiti Nigel Maximillian, and

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

He didn’t hate hazel for loving other man because it was his fault that he didn’t approached her earlier but he intensely hated the man who dared to steal his love from him. He hated Ferris Kingston from core of his heart and wished nothing but doom for him.... His old parents stood outside his room as they exchanged worried glances with each other as they stood there helplessly listening to their son cries because of the girl in their neighbourhood whom he loves obsessively. ___________ Dove Dixon was shocked when she found out whom really her friend is getting married. Her mouth watered as she looked at his picture which Hazel send her on her constant insistence. The man was the leader of

He smirked. “What is it?” I said curiously. “Be with that Montessario. If you could, make him fall in love with you. Until he’s ready to help you.” He explained. I looked at him, shocked. “Can’t you just make a deal with their company?” I asked, trying to stop him from what he’s thinking. “Dear, their company is one of the biggest company in the world. I can’t even have an appointment with them. The only way is through their son. And that is Drake.”

“I’ll end them all. And tonight… I’m not done breaking you yet.” Outside the windows, the city lights continued to flicker indifferently. Inside, the monster and his addicted, pregnant stepsister remained locked together bound by cum, tears, obsession, and a love as dark and unbreakable as the night itself.

"You stood. You fought. You became… everything." I took a shuddering breath, the wind whipping around us. The confession felt like stepping off a cliff. "I don’t know how to do this. This peace. This… softness. But I know this: Every breath I take is yours. Every beat of this fucked-up heart belongs to you. You are my redemption and my ruin. My only salvation. My only truth." My thumbs brushed her cheekbones. "I am a monster, Brielle. Forged in blood and betrayal. But I am *your* monster. Wholly. Irrevocably. And I…" The final word, the terrifying, powerful word, lodged in my throat. I forced it out, a low, guttural vow against the wind. "I love you. With everything I am. Everything I was. E

"Especially from a killer like you." With that, I left the room, walking down the hallway. Out the window, I saw Lucas fixing the old car. In the bedroom, I went straight to the shower, feeling stained. Sitting down, I allowed the water to wash over me, trying to drown out thoughts. The water flowed for about twenty minutes; I needed my phone, I needed to call papa but my phone was seized by Lucas. Hatred boiled within me. I despised him. I wanted to return home, to papa's mansion. How could my father allow me to marry such a monster? Maybe he didn't know the extent of Lucas's darkness.

That I was only here to give him heir. "Vampires cannot fall in love with humans." Tears started stinging in my eyes as I walk towards Alex. " It's Forbidden."

Mira closed her eyes. Summer had started with music through the walls. Now it ended with silence. And sometimes— The scariest monsters aren’t strangers at the door. They’re the ones who once called you family.

He looks at me like I’ve just shoved a knife in his chest and pulled it out to watch him bleed. “I already carry the weight,” he whispers, “Don’t you dare pretend you know what’s inside me.” “I don’t,” I admit, tears streaming freely now. “I don’t. But I know the man in front of me. The father who would burn the world for his kids. The man who came for me when no one else would. That man is a monster who doesn't hesitate to keep those he loves safe. But that man is also my Monster. My husband. The Man I love. So when you ask me to choose, there is no choice to be made. Because it's always been you and only you.”