Normal Monster Novels & Stories

“Explain.” I pointed at one of the images. “He likes control. Which means he likes being seen as perfect. He won’t disappear completely—he’ll maintain appearances.” Luca’s fingers paused over the keyboard. “That tracks,” he murmured. “He’ll keep routines,” I continued, my voice steadier now. “Same places. Same people. He doesn’t trust easily, so his circle will be small.” Kai tilted his head slightly, watching me. “Look at you,” he said. “Profiling.”

I have come too far to get caught now. I walked back into the bar and straight to the bar. “Give me a whiskey on the rocks and be quick about it,” I said to the bartender. He nodded and returned with my drink immediately. I slammed the drink and asked for another. Damn that woman. I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences.

Nozomi urged once more. “Mm… Go enjoy what’s left of your weekend, Mi-chan. Don’t worry about me.” After her mother was tucked in, Nozomi dealt with the monsters that had gathered around the house. It was just as she had thought, the rate of monsters gathering was unusually normal. Nozomi’s power and range was wider now, they should have taken longer to gather or respawn. The strength of attraction must have gotten stronger as well. /It’s just business as usual in this department then…/ She thought to herself as she left for the hospital.

Then I can read other people's emotions, which can lessen my freakiness. I think maybe mommy and daddy don't love me because I'm a monster. That's what our neighbors always say. What is wrong with me? Why does no one love me? Is it because I'm a freak? But it's not my fault that I look different from them. I did not want to look like this. All I want is for someone to love me and experience what normal children experience. Every day I wished that I was a little normal, and then maybe my parents would love me even just a little bit. Then maybe we could be at least just like any other normal family.

He told me everything about how he had waited for years for the Golden Wolf and why he couldn't age until recently. “Was it you or my mother that wasn't normal?” Mona said suddenly bringing everyone’s attention to herself. “What do you mean?” Ian asked. “You heard me. Was it you or my mother that wasn't normal?” Mona was angry, and it showed in her eyes that it was a replica of Ian's. “I do not understand what you are talking about Mona. You do not look abnormal,” Ian said looking confused. We were all confused except for three people. Maureen, Lance and Mona’s sister.

I pressed my hands to my temples. Normal is a human term, my wolf chimed in. There is nothing normal about us. We are a legendary powerhouse who can shift between forms. We are sheer magik, Zora. I need to be a “Normal” wolf then, I said with another slight eye roll. Whatever that means. You do realize, even your mother and Lunerly do not know what “normal” is for a wolf? My wolf said. I creased my eyebrows. What do you mean?

I can't believe I'm going to take another cold shower all because I'm resisting myself from f*cking little bunny. The monster is standing tall, refusing to fall down. It's so huge and hard like a rock. I slowly started moving my palm through it, stroking it gently. A soft moan escaped my lips as I rub the monster in a swift motion. At last, the white discharge flipped through the tiny opening at the top of the monster, I breathed heavily and threw my head backwards.

His eyes are entirely pitch black, and he doesn’t look the slightest bit bothered even as Vanya chokes and sputters, her shaking fingers desperately trying to push his boot off. “I don’t hit women, Vanya. But I fight monsters and crush them because I can. And you…you’re just another breed of monster. The kind that is destined to die by my hands.” She coughs up blood, struggling to breathe. Her eyes are bigger than I’ve ever seen them, bulging in their sockets. She looks…terrified. Slowly, he moves his feet off her throat, and she chokes. I watch as he crouches in front of her, staring at her with a blank look on his face.

“I’m sorry you hurt yourself.” “It’s fine.” I look at my knuckle. It’s a little bruised, but I can already feel it healing. A few minutes later we walk through the front door of the house. Nobody has said anything since we left the school and I wonder what the guys are thinking. I wonder… what if they think I’m a monster? Aren’t I a monster? I mean… what kind of creature can cause earthquakes just because they’re mad? I’m not normal. “You’re not a monster,” Forrest growls, his eyes turning yellow. “Sit.” He points at the couch.

on day other nation know about our secrets they attack us because our species is rare and magical at that time war are normal their were just blood trusty monster. my son fight for us and die but because of him I can escape with my son and other my kind after that I stay here for peace and I am single parents to reproduce it only allow ruler and my kind have to reproduce normal way . so as you can guess he don't have father because ruler can reproduce how much he want but it take 10 years to produce 1 baby it much be lonely for you to stay here