Normal Monster Novels & Stories

She wondered how much evil he had done to imbibe so much fear in everyone; he could not see her from her window so she sat there and watched him talk to his guards; He looked normal from afar off; his dark eyes, the terror in them, his fearful aura, none could be seen from where she sat; without those features, he looked like a walking god; charming and breathtaking, but it was just afar off, on a closer look, you would see the monster for who he was.

(eg when Kayley speaks, the format will be as this: Kayley ~ “Mike, what an awesome surprise. Where have you been?” Full adaptation will be dependent on the popularity of the old Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of My Crazy Normal. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ******************** I have never been a normal person; I have never done things the normal way, I have never lived by any of the normal rules or even met people the normal way. My normal is crazy, and I only live by my crazy rules. My name is Kaylee. This is my story, the story of my crazy normal world.

“Why can’t she just drive to Joplin or Pittsburg to watch a chick flick or children’s film like most mothers?” “Because Evelyn Monroe is not like most mothers,” Beth said quickly. “You’re telling me.” It was nice that someone knew firsthand what she was talking about. “But then, neither is Karen Wilson.” “True. It’s a wonder our parents aren’t better friends since our mothers are both domineering weirdos who can’t be reasoned with, and our fathers are both punching bags with no…” “Balls?” Beth’s face scrunched up of its own accord. “That is not the word I was going to use.”

"Was that a slimer?" Chase pointed at Norm, who had claimed those were a foreign demon race. "Do you call it a slimer? We call it a snot monster." Norm was surprised to hear Chase give the monster a strange name he had never heard of. Chase was very young, and Norm did not expect him to have seen such monsters before. Norm had seen this foreign creature of the demon race years ago when he was young and traveling the world with his master and a few fellow sect members. There had been a storm that led them to a strange world where they saw the monsters.

While at the Border gate were bustling but still under full control, at the battlefield 500 meters away, the tension is getting more heated than usual, because for some reason the Monster stampede were actually quite intense for some Unknown reasons. The monster are acting weirdly, whilst they were still under the same influence as the usual status ailment ‘Berserk’ that all the monster stampede normally has, their behaviour is rather odd, this is something that even the top leader of Aeternum that were at the fore front were feeling as well.

Her legs are exposed. And they’re dark green and scaly. Monstrous. Abnormal. Supernatural.

"The feedback loop will fry your nervous system if you’re the transmitter. I won't let you do it." "You don't have a choice, Julian!" I screamed back, the red light of the 'On Air' sign reflecting in my tear-filled eyes. "Victor is watching. He wants to see if the 'Monster' will choose the girl or the city. If you love me, you’ll help me tell the truth." The studio door creaked open. Okey, the security guard, stood there. But his eyes weren't brown anymore. They were a flat, milky white—the hallmark of a 'Sequence 5' sleeper agent whose "Off" switch had finally been flipped.

After testing, my IQ came back at 200, twice the average. My mother was over the moon. She hired top tutors and swore she would raise me into someone extraordinary. Ophelia even gave me her favorite doll, saying she was proud to have a genius brother like me. The very next day, I threw up all over it. That was also when everything went wrong. I got hit with a sudden illness. My hands started spasming, and I couldn't even hold a pen anymore. The comments flooded the screen. [What the hell is wrong with him? That doll was their dad's keepsake. Ophelia wouldn't even touch it herself, and he just threw up on it?]

Chapter 22: Solo Boss Fight The big black monster smashed into the concrete path with a loud crash that shook the whole wall beneath my feet. The concrete broke under its weight sending small gray rocks bouncing over the edge. Up Close, the monster was really scary. It was over nine feet tall with muscles that looked like wet leather in the dim morning light. It smelled like metal and rotting wood. It did not have hands; its long arms ended in thick curved bones that looked sharp enough to cut through a car engine. Its chest moved as it breathed, blowing a bad smell right into my face.

My mother said and I veered my gaze to her, wondering what she meant. “You both know that she’s the Champion.” She repeated herself more narratively and I turned back to look at the Monstrosity and the Normality. The Normality responded to my mother’s utterance. “Yes.” “How do you know?” I asked him at once and he smirked. His smile made him appear more confident and attractive. I dismissed the thought at once. “Are you seriously asking that?” He responded and I nodded as I turned to stare at Thor’Al. I had thrown a Giant Man with no effort at all. That was the proof.