Romans & histoires Of Men And Monsters

I told her, but she ignored me and asked something different. "Who is that woman you two grown men were fighting over at that event?" Levi's eyes shot up to meet mine, as if warning me to keep my mouth shut. He didn't even need to ask me to do that, because I wouldn't tell my mother about Savannah now. She most definitely will never accept me dating a woman who has a child for my brother. Savannah will probably get a check for millions and be asked to leave this city overnight. We knew what our mother was capable of doing, so it was better not to let her know Savannah this way.

My voice betraying the urgency that had overwhelmed me, "Let me go you monster!!" I snarled, my teeth clenched in rage, but my words seemed to fall on deaf ears, as he matched on, adamant to his course, dragging me to the middle of his opulent living room, but I was too focused on escaping from his iron grasp to admire the sight that was before me, suddenly, his voice rang out, "Butler Joe!" He bellowed, his voice reverberating in the spacious living room, bearing the weight of the hatred and anger in his heart, as he stopped right at the center of the room,

This couldn't be happening again. My body must have started shaking because he gripped me by the shoulders and whispered, "oh no..shhh shush .." raising my chin up he said, "don't worry, I will be gentle little sister.. you know why I never let you get out of here? Huh? Because you are mine to fuck. And I'll show you what it is to even glance at a man other than me." "I didn't look at any man," I said in a timid voice. Tears were already streaming down my eyes. "I really didn't."

“Do you believe that there may be monsters walking amongst us?” In the past, I told Miles everything except for the circumstances that led me down this path. I never opened up to him about the marks on my brother's body or my suspicions that monsters may actually exist and they stayed hidden from the rest of us in the underworld. “Monsters,” Miles repeats, frowning. “You mean like the ones in movies?” “Something like that,” I admit, wondering if I should just stay quiet. “I’ve never really thought about it.” He admits. “Personally, I think that humans are monsters. They’re monsters that can kill, steal, and destroy others without blinking an eye.”

“What are you talking about?” “Leave this place,” the voice continued. “Leave before the monsters show their true nature. Before the full moon brings out what they’ve been hiding.” My heart hammered. “What do you mean blood? What do you want?” Another laugh. Closer this time. Or maybe farther. I couldn’t tell. “Everything will be doomed today. People will die. And the four monsters you’ve been sleeping with will finally show what they really are.” Four monsters. The brothers? “Which four monsters?” I asked, even though I already knew. I already felt the pieces clicking together in my head.

"Winter, everything we do for you will probably be illegal. Get used to it." They left and I locked my door again. I looked at my phone with its blocked numbers and deleted messages. Marcus wasn't done. I knew him. He'd come back worse but now I had three men who were just as obsessed and twice as dangerous standing between us. I wasn't sure if that made me safer or just differently trapped.

Tomorrow, we sharpened our knives and counted who remained. Malik’s hand brushed the back of my thigh as he climbed the last rise, possessive, tender, and something darker that promised more. He’d saved me. I had saved Scarlett. And if his eyes held that darker edge a little longer than they should have, if his fingers flexed as though they still felt bone giving under them, I didn’t mind. Let them call me a monster, as I returned in blood-soaked rags once again. Another foe dealt with. The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry.

At the mercy of monsters, the door burst open, and my body tensed instantly. He was back, but this time, he wasn’t alone. Three more men walked in behind him. They are big, muscular, and deadly. Their eyes locked onto me, and I felt it. That sickening hunger. They didn’t see me as a person but just as prey. “Damn…” one of them whistled. “She’s even prettier up close,” he murmured, biting his lips. “She will last long,” another said, grinning. “We can take turns.”

“You're really big for an omega. Aren't you like six feet? I've never seen an omega that size.” I smiled awkwardly at what Jayden said. From the small conversation from last night, I had come to know that Jayden didn't talk much among the three. “Yeah. Your size really intrigues us. I hope that wouldn't be a problem in your submission duties.” I shook my head. “I'm open to submitting in every way.” A waiter entered briefly and held a clipboard in one hand. The attention of all the three men turned towards the waiter. “Sirs, is there anything I can get for you?”