My Little Monster Novels & Stories

As Curl's ponytail touched Pradai, and in a bid to remove whatever it is was on her body, got the attention of the monster. "Now!" Curl yelled, and pushed out Pradai with force while the monster dived at them, but hit it's body on a rock. "What the hell is that…" Pradai asked, trying to figure out what was happening. They were on one side, the monster had gotten to the middle where there was enough light from the moon… "This can't be… not the Cruk again" Curl said with fear. "Is a Cruk! Run!" Yelled Little Ben.

SAVANNAH "Mummy!" Sarah yelled before rushing towards me, a laugh escaped my lips as she jumped into my arms. This girl wasn't even acting like a child going through recovery, she was as energetic as anything. "My little pumpkin, how are you?" I put her down and then brushed my hands in her hair with the smile still on my face. She wrapped her hands around my neck, "I am fine, mummy, but I was so bored when you weren't here. I even thought that you weren't going to come" She pouted

The door clicked shut but I didn't hear the lock turn. I was alone. Alone with the monster in the mirror and I could never turn back.

There was silence for a second, then a gust of wind blew against me. When I turned around again, I saw a little monster standing there. An oddly cute five-inch creature with fluffy yellow fur. Its eyes were a bright green, and its ears twitched every time it blinked. "W-What are you?" I asked. My voice sounded pretty much the same as usual. The monster cocked its head to the side, then slowly began to approach me. Its fur looked soft and warm, and it smelled like freshly-baked bread. Huh? The way it looked at me with those innocent eyes—for a monster—was almost hypnotizing.

Same design. I pulled it out carefully, staring down at it like it might vanish if I blinked too hard. My fingers trembled as I unclasped my own bracelet and held the two in both hands. My eyes darting between both of them like I wasn’t seeing correctly or like I might miss something. No. This wasn’t possible. The boy from my childhood, the one who gave me mine, had softer hands. A softer voice. He called me Little Moon and vanished like a dream when I woke.

I crouched down to pick them up but I froze when I thought I saw someone at the corner of my eyes passing by the open door of the dining room. Peeking my head out from behind the counter, I looked towards the door and frowned when I saw no one. Maybe I imagined it? Confused, I stared at the door for a few more seconds before I looked back down at the grapes. This entire scenario felt very familiar. Chills ran down my spin as I recalled a thirteen year old me walking around the house at night, unaware of the monsters following me with their eyes. I shook my head as hard as I could to try and get the memory out of my head.

For the pups and the book for his age, the bad guy meant a monster who would scare and hurt them. “Yes. Like monsters.” But instead of being terrified, the pup in arms beamed his eyes with interest. “I want to see the monster.” And his statement sounded like a monster was a good thing, not the opposite. “Monster is bad, honey.” It was Hannah responding. “Don’t worry, Mommy. I’ll fight them and protect you.” He said. Determination was on expression. “You need to grow bigger, little buddy, before you demand a fight.” Eliot joined in from afar as he made his way to us.

It's the little monster I saw in the garden before! That's right, it's this little guy. That day, it looked at her like that, with black and round eyes, a small pink nose, and the signature four big teeth. Here, this expression left a deep impression on her. But to her surprise, it could still talk. "You... what things are you?" Ashley pointed to it and asked. "I'm not a thing!" The little monster said. That's right, you are indeed not a thing, not a person, nor an animal, you are simply a monster.

A red haze crawls into my vision as I taste the lawless violence in my mouth. River’s eyes are two twins of fear and panic. I look at the child and the child looks at me. My hair. My face. Shane’s eyes. What the… The door opens again. Two tiny creatures join my woman. “Mommy, Cal says there’s a monster in the house,” the little girl speaks. She has River’s face. Neo’s hair. My eyes. “Did not”, the third one joins in and now it’s a whole confusing damn circus.

7 years ago One afternoon, little Sophia was playing on her front porch. Her hands were playing with two Tedy Bear dolls by herself. One doll looked shabby, while the other looked brand new. Her innocent face was beaming with happiness, because this morning Jerry, her new neighbor, gave her a new doll. Little Sophia was very happy to get to know her new neighbor, because the middle-aged man loved her like her own daughter. "Sophia! That doll is mine!" Sophia's smile faded when her new doll was snatched by someone.