Novel & Cerita My Little Monster Drama

My eyes lingered, just a second too long. “Your people watch me like I might bite one of them,” she muttered suddenly. I chuckled. “They’re wolves. They think everyone’s either prey or a threat.” “And which one am I?” she asked. I stepped closer again, slowly. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” She didn’t flinch. Not exactly. But she stiffened just enough that I noticed. I leaned in slightly, my voice low enough to hum between us. “You came looking for something, Little Flame. And it wasn’t just my location.”

Students scream, their benches scrape the marble tiled floor, as shrieks explode from their mouths, amidst all the chaos, someone yells my name. And then— Everything comes crashing down at once. Glass shatters. Ingredients scatter across the floor. A gust of wind blows through the room, bending lantern flames sideways. I clutch my desk, breathing hard, helplessly feeling the magic ripple out of me like a living thing I can’t command. All I see are white eyes Before anyone can react, Professor Corvin rushes toward me, calmly, no form of fear or anger masking his face, just pure concern and confusion swirling through his grassy green eyeballs.

She placed it on the table and smiled at him. “I always keep one of these around just in case, I am sure if you give it to her, she will cheer up a bit. After all products I create are magical.” She laughed to herself. Damian did not really understand women stuff but he blindly believed in her and lifted up the box which was actually quite heavy. Scarlett smiles as she watched her brother’s surprised expression. Damian decided to put it back on the table and faced his sister again.

I was asking the table beside me. “Yeah, he went to the table there.” I followed her description and found Noah seated beside a man. I dashed to them immediately. “Noah!” “Mama,” he called as he beamed, “see, the man makes robots.” I looked forward, my eyes resting on a man dressed in a suit. “Noah,” I took a deep breath and faced the man, “I'm so sorry for his disturbance. He just—” “It's fine,” the man waved me off. “He is a smart child.”

The air reeked faintly of blood, and sticky warmth slid down my face in slow streams. The steady loss of blood made my head spin. Stumbling through the darkness, I fumbled around until my fingers brushed against something like a chain. Desperate, I began slamming my body against the door. "Mom! Please, let me out! I'll give you the money. I'll give you any amount Rosa wants!" Only silence answered me. I kept pounding until the last of my strength drained away, and I collapsed on the floor.

The music from the background was so loud in my ears but I wasn't deterred a bit, I was determined to at least get an idea of what their conversation was about. Despite the pain I caused in my ears I listened, and finally, I heard Elsa's voice. "A monster behaving like a cute puppy is scary." she said, and my heart began to thump faster as I tried to wrap my head around what could lead to that conversation. "Am I that scary?" Leonard's words made my brows furrow tightly. Elsa said something I couldn't grasp and Leonard's chuckle added fuel to the flames burning within me. " ...Puppy if you want," Those words from Leonard were like the trigger I needed.

Completely ignoring her loud, startled gasp, I continued. "That little boy felt like throwing up, but he couldn't and he pissed his pants in pure horror and terror as he watched the woman he'd always called Mama, he'd always hugged and missed when she wasn't home, yanking those two Daggers off his father's, her husband's shoulder's so ruthlessly, with a wide grin that hid any ounce of remorse, fear, guilt or pain, if she felt any, as she smiled at the big, bulky bad guy behind her before kissing and hugging him. That little boy understood a little of the whole scenario because his heartbeat skyrocketed as he watched his mother doing the things she'd always done with his father to another Man

The street lights flickered past, Luca’s jaw locked, his eyes forward, his hands trembling on his gun. Noa’s phone buzzed. Unknown number. A message. Got your monster. Try and take him. -D. The van swerved as Noa’s scream split the night.

"But I think that would be a falsehood. I am a monster." Alcina rears back, but Brendan only lifts Alcina's hand to his smiling lips. "But I do not mind being a monster if the creature I am guarding is so pretty." 'Like the dragons of lore, who guarded their precious cargo of princesses in their ivory towers.' Alcina, disgruntled, huffs. "Between the two of us, I thought I was the dragon." Brendan is overcome with laughter, then impossibly fond. "That you are," he murmurs, sounding indulgent and adoring. "My little dragon."