Romans & histoires My Monster Lover

He looked up at me, his eyes wide with a new kind of terror—the terror of a man who realizes he hasn't just lost his lover, but he’s challenged a monster. ​"You're a monster," he breathed, his voice trembling. "Your father... he turned you into this." ​"No," I corrected him, a small, genuine smile playing on my lips. "You did. You broke the girl who loved you, and you’re surprised that what crawled out of the wreckage doesn't have a heart? You taught me that love is a transaction, Lucas. I’m just settling the bill." ​I looked at the clock on my desk. "Your five minutes are up."

Aracely cried "can't you see? I don't deserve this? everything I touch, everything I love, it burns and turns to ashes, it's reduced, broken shattered, why would you try and save a monster like me" "You are not a monster!" Adrian whispered painfully, He did not love a monster, he loved that girl who bounced back no matter what, that cheerful, kind, sarcastic, and fun-loving person. but right now, he was desperately searching for a sign of her, and all he saw when he stared into ceramide's eyes was a stranger.

"Then go ahead and console her!" "I could if I could shift to my form. Your stupidity led you to be possessed by a crazy Demon that had taken over your body!" "Hey! Don't call me crazy!" Draca shouted at him. "Lorena hates me!" I said making them understand that no matter how hard I tried to prove myself. Lorena was never going to acknowledge me because she sees me as her enemy already. "Then make her love you," Monster suggested. It was a good suggestion but I don't think it is something I would want to have especially with a human. "I am not the type to fall in love with anyone. "

“That is why I always want to stay by your side. No matter how hard I try, I cannot get you out of my mind. I think about you more than I should.” He paused, his eyes fixed on mine. “I love you, Lisa.” I stared at him, completely speechless. I had never expected to hear those words from Damon. Not from him, and certainly not at a time like this. My heart began pounding wildly against my chest, beating so hard that it felt as though it might burst out of me. Damon lowered his gaze. “You may not feel the same way about me,” he said quietly. “I know what I am. I’m a monster.”

Forget even this notion that I have to stop them from going physical and tearing each other into pieces. Someone, you love? In that monster's custody? What was that?

But a chilly hand stopped me. Not looking back, I kept my head low. “W-why say t-that?” Allorah stutter nervously, “I-I’m a stranger… You don’t know me and how can you say you love me if I’m a monster?” Turning around, I look at her. Allorah had tears on her face. Her pale skin glowing. Her grey eyes even looked transparent. “Don’t you dare…” I whispered. “What?” Allorah asked. “Don’t you dare say you’re a monster!” I said as I grip her shoulders, “You are no monster! You’re… you’re the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on.”

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

he laughed like a monster. Aarav was about to lash forward when I stopped him again. "Aarav no! If you love me then you will not come this side" He looked between me and him. "No problem, if he can not come here, I will go there" the monster said before stepping towards him and my baby was ready to beat him with the bat.

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He began to move towards me, his face an inscrutable mask that offered no clues about his intentions. I hugged myself tightly, clutching at the thin fabric of my nightdress as my tears resumed their relentless descent. With nowhere to run or hide, I had no choice but to remain rooted to the spot, allowing him to metaphorically corner me. He stopped just a few feet away, his towering figure effectively caging me in. "In my experience, only monsters can truly love other monsters" he stated, his tone a curious mix of amusement and revulsion "Your husband is a monster, so that leads me to wonder... what does that make you? Feel free to convince me otherwise, if you ever find your voice again"