Normal People Novels & Stories

"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."

I say while sitting up. Her lips pull apart, a scoff breezing through, bewildered. “When have I said that shit?” She throws her hands in the air, looking more aggressive by the second. “I only pointed out that we aren’t normal people to want to live normal people’s lives.” “What does that even mean, Mirabella?”

What should he do now? Ordinary people are allowed a lot and nobody cares too much, but if you want to become a public figure, you have to take into account that you will become an object of interest for the masses. Every disability, even the smallest one, will be exposed and exaggerated, making you a national or even international freak. People will point the finger at you, laugh at you, mock you...

~ Avelyn ~ Normal is a performance. I learned that by the morning. Normal is waking when the curtains are drawn back by a maid who smiles too politely. Normal is bathing, dressing, eating food that tastes like nothing, answering questions that aren’t really questions. Normal is walking the same halls, hearing the same footsteps behind me, feeling watched without ever catching the watcher blinking. Normal is surviving. I mastered it quickly. By the time the sun rose today, I already knew what day it was.

⁠Ava appr‌eciated‍ it. T⁠he problem was everybody was acting‍ too norma⁠l.‍ Too⁠ cheerful. Too‍ helpful. Which made it obvious nobody was normal. ‌ Noah sat dow⁠n. Loo⁠ked around. T‍hen narrowe⁠d his eyes. “O‍h⁠.⁠” Ava froze. He poin‍ted. ⁠“You p‌eople are sad.” Nobody reacted.

I asked in a quiet voice. “Everything! My whole life all I've wanted is to be normal and have normal experiences. I didn't have a traditional family or parents. I didn't get to have normal birthday parties or experience most of the stuff regular people do. All through high school, people looked at me with pity and I could never have real friends. When I came here, all I wanted was a normal life and I thought I had that with you and Becky and everyone and now I find out, you're all so far from normal, we've officially entered a fairytale."

All I had thought was that werewolves were just a fragment of imagination, but they were real, especially now that I was living among them. "There is a misconception that we're violent or we're monsters, but no. We're far from that. Werewolves are peaceful people. We're completely normal. We eat normal food. We sleep like normal people. We bathe like normal people, and we interact like normal people," he explained while showing me illustrations from a book he was holding. It showed different drawings of what a werewolf looked like in different cultures and countries.

There was a hint of smile in his eyes. "You plan to go like this or is this show just for me?" He questioned again. Ohh.. I get it now. That was what he asked before. What the heck is happening to me? Why can't I behave like a normal human being. That's because you aren't normal. I am normal, thank you very much. This stupid inner voice. How can she say I'm not normal. Cause normal people don't talk to themselves like this and ignore the person talking to them.

She leaves and then Violet turns to me and says, “Does this feel weird to you?” “Yeah, it does.” “Maybe we’re just not meant to do normal things,” she says quietly. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I say, instantly going on the defensive. “No, no, I didn’t mean it that way. I just meant that we’re not like other...uh...other people. Normal isn’t really our thing.” “Well, you’re not wrong,” I tell her.

They were usually referred to as ‘Normies’ by the New Types. Animal Hunters was the weakest class of enhanced humans. They were people who had taken the New Type potion, but didn’t have enough talent to gain greater strength. They were a capable fighting force since they could handle Low Class Magical Beasts with very little problem. However, they were looked down on by the stronger New Types since they were relatively weak to be called enhanced humans.