My Little Monster Drama Novels & Stories

that was good enough to put little Bella in a good mood. "Then I will tell my Mommy to make us a ring" she said in delightfulness and began running. She wanted to be home as soon as possible. "Stop running Bella, you will fall down" Evan told her but she turned back, laughed and continued running. It was not up to a minute later, she lost her footing and fell down. "I told you not to run" the little boy said to her, rushing to help her up without looking, his whole attention was on Bella. Before he could get to where she was, he was hit by a car, throwing him up and then fell down, smashing his head on the ground.

monster monkey smirked xion said "mom you have two daughters" his mom looked at xion surprisingly and asked "Lucy am I hearing right" lucy replied "yeah mom" Lucy also joined in our hug Lucy said "mom I still can't believe how this guy became that romantic" monster monkey laughed and said "it's my wife's idea" lucy laughed and said "oh god that's the matter I'm still thinking how come this guy became this romantic" everyone laughed xion shrugged his shoulders monster monkey holded my hand and took me inside of fort

I groan, moving my hand in a swift motion through the monster. The pleasure is too much, I have never felt this wave of pleasure before. I wonder how I will feel when little bunny's mouth sucks the hell outta the monster. Right now, I want her to do it but I don't think little bunny is ready to see the monster. Her expression when I asked if she wanted to see the monster says it all. She was so shy, I think I will give her time. But the truth is that she will surely see this monster and not only that, the monster will go deep inside her.

Leaning against his car with his hands tucked inside his pockets, he watched me make my way toward him. A slow smile spread across his lips as his eyes dragged over me a little too long, studying me from head to toe like we hadn’t just seen each other yesterday. “Dad, bring Mom back before midnight or she’ll turn into a monster!” Adriana yelled before slamming the front door shut. “Will do, sweetheart!” Ricochet yelled back, waving one hand while the other quickly caged itself around my waist. “That kid,” I murmured under my breath. “Between you and me, I think I’m the real monster when we’re in bed. Right, baby?” he whispered against my ear.

He bowed and bolted out. 'Why is he ordering? Where is he planning to go? Does he want to kidnap Sara?' Panic clawed her. "Do you know? Your brother has kidnapped a group of girls." Monster said but the rage was clear in his voice. "Oh! It's you who is teasing my brother?" She snapped. "I haven't even started yet." Monster snapped back in a low rumble. He was glaring at her continuously. "You know, who are we? " Adam asked in his rude voice.

The shock of the pain breaks through the haze just enough for me to lift my head. And that's when I see Vanya staring at me. Her ropes...are loose. She could have run. But she doesn't run. She just stares at me, her face drenched with tears. She shakes her head, trembling hard. "You're a monster..." she whispers, stepping back. "Please... don't come closer." "I—I'm not moving." I choke out, barely able to breathe, choking on blood, my claws still buried in my stomach. "Vanya... I'm not moving. I'm—"

Wanda asked, her voice softening slightly. I thought of Lucien standing in that study, shaking but refusing to give up. I thought of the way I had let everyone else write my story for twenty-one years. "I realized that if I’m going to be a monster in their eyes anyway, I might as well be a monster who plays the cello."

Busted. I stared at my phone, suddenly wondering if I had gone too far. He looked… annoyed. Just as I hesitated, a new message popped up from Liam. It was a sticker—a cartoon puppy in a yellow hat, eagerly nodding over a water bowl, and above its head were two bold words: "Mm-hmm!" I froze. A bold thought suddenly struck me— was Liam seriously searching for a cute sticker to send me just now? The very next message confirmed my suspicion.

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

Mine Alone The room buzzed with low conversation and clinking glasses, but Kristen was barely paying attention. She felt out of place in this world of smoke and money, surrounded by men who looked like they had blood on their hands. Carlo hadn’t said much since making his dramatic declaration "She’s with me." He sat beside her like a living wall of tension, his hand resting on her thigh, his eyes scanning every person who looked at her for too long. Kristen didn’t know if she should feel protected… or imprisoned.