Normal Monster Novels & Stories

All I could hope for her to be happy and never come back to this place . I got up from the park bench . The early morning sun didn't help much with the cold either. I smiled at how terrified Belle was of giving her finals . She had clung on the phone call forever to find comfort .It felt good to know that the things that scared her were as simple as that. I picked up my pace to the haunted place I was forced to call home .

I hate the look of my muscles all tense and stitched tight on my back. A lifetime of blows and bouncing back collects scars. I've had a lot of scalding showers, and bruises have become stretched and angry on me, causing pitted scars. There are no tears, but the groans come in multitude. As a monster, you learn never to accept pain. Pain only affects you if you let it. Black slacks. Black socks. Charcoal shoes are polished until they look like a crisp new apple skin. The shirt is deep forest green, which brings out the natural multiple hues of green in my eyes. Intentional. Gold flecks are juxtaposed in my iris.

Blue immediately nods his head. “Okay so here is the plan. I am sending ten monsters to attack the Ma Vista’s tomorrow and I need you too...” The next morning is Mayhem all the monsters gather in the backyard as they prepare to hear all the monsters that will be going to the Ma Vista’s today. There is an excited buzz that floats around the yard as they all stand there waiting for me to finally address them. Finally I stand, all the monsters stop whispering to one another and the backyard falls silent.

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

(Unknown). [Breed]: Half Monster Half liagole. [Power level]: Three (have the potential to increase it to a maximum of five). [Health]: 98% {Your body is in need of rest}. [Organs]: Functioning normal (the heart rate is high which means you should take a break). [Bones]: Broken three ribs and cracked a leg and back bone. [Body]: Injuries around it's back and some bruises on different parts of the body (no critical or life threatening injuries).

If Sorata became a beautiful girl then Monica might help him, unfortunately, Sorata was a boy and an ordinary one at that. Monica only realized it when he observed Sorata's appearance, this guy was really ordinary so it might be impossible to find him among the crowd. "Uh... it's okay, I just like to stay up late..." Sorata was really uncomfortable at this moment, and he really hoped for Monica to not appear in front of him, since when they were standing next to each other, he could feel how both of them were so different and how he was so inferior which made him hate himself and...

(You are not a monster. The words land softly. Like the world’s gentlest caress. And then he’s gone. The cabin door shuts tight behind him and I stand there alone. Breathing hard. Ribs aching. Wolf restless. Unstable. Not weak. Not normal. Not a monster. Just me, Xavier.

"You be dressing up like a female, my Man, you've been at it for twenty minutes" Laughter erupts from my lips. "Says the boy that has a skin care journal". "Guyy, No loud am nau". Malik's face twists in embarrassment. "Ehhh so na me good to embarrass shey? you never start ". I finally get my tie in a perfect knot and we join the rest of our room mates to leave the hostel block. "Guy, she's so fine I swear", Noni says and we all laugh. "But check it", he pulls out his phone and shows us the animated girl as the race car game is about to start.

"Not an attack. We're going to a bar. To do what normal people do." "For this night, you're not expired, and I'm not the Council. "You want us to act normal? That sounds boring." No, you most certainly aren't normal, Lisa. Nothing can change that. Normal people don't willingly choose the worst kind of monsters, they rather go for the mediocre everyday villains and not the monsters that could be living under their beds at night. Normalcy is something I've always yearned for. "When are we going out?" I ask. "Right now."

“You killed both of them. You’re a monster.” Adriano stepped closer, stopping just a few feet away. “Your father destroyed my family first,” he said quietly. “Tonight is justice.” Max shook his head again, furious and trembling. “You don’t know anything! You don’t understand—” Before he could finish, the front door opened. Nora walked in, exhausted from her shift at the hospital. She dropped her keys on the table and called out, “Mom? Dad? I’m home—” Her words stopped abruptly.