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She stood back-to-back with Julian. Her doctor’s clothes were ripped. Her hair was tangled and wild. A deep ache settled in her chest. Every time one of those monsters touched the page, Maya felt her memories tremble. These things weren’t just monsters. They were bugs—errors in the computer system, hungry for the story. “The Author said the secret is in the title!” Maya shouted, as the scratching of a thousand tiny legs got louder. “The title of the 100th chapter!” “How do you find a title for a chapter that hasn’t been written yet?” Julian asked. He kicked a shadow-creature away. His face twisted in pain when hot black ink scorched his spirit-leg.

“I don’t know. “ he said lightly, “Many of the books I was reading before were about those guys who..you know, left everything and went travelling all over the US, or Mexico. “ “Yeah, Mexico is weird. “ “You’ve been there?” “Oh, yeah, on the …” He was about the say the worst mission in my life with the cartels but quickly shut up. “On a vacation. Sort of. “ “Nice, “ Killian smiled, “ I just always felt like those were the places where you could get lost in and you didn’t have to turn back. “ “Is this what you want? To never turn back. “ “Who doesn’t sometimes?”

Norman replied. “Yeah…” “My mother used to scare me with these monsters when I was younger. I really thought she’s just using them to calm me down from throwing tantrums but it turns out that they really do exist.” Norman announced how he just saw the reality of things flash by his eyes and I thought we had the same thought process. These monsters used to only exist in films and books but no one ever suspected that they do exist in this world. And apparently, I’m one of those monsters now.

His last experiment was merging a human DNA with a creature to generate a new human but which did fail right after his death. They are spreading the silliest rumours all over Texas regarding the monster named Heil and it's miserable life history like how it hunts the whole city down and took people's lives apart. And how peoples are no more living in that city and moved to another village to protect their life from the monster. How awful! This was explained briefly in the book named 'The Heil Hunting Monster.' Written by none other than my uncle Dr. Hayle Stone. Come on! I'm not a child to believe all these fable stories which the useless granny used to tell their kids as bedtime stories.

Viktor asked. “The north side. Large clay monsters are destroying homes and killing everyone inside. Women and children aren’t safe from their power. We need to do something and quick,” Jamie said. Her voice choked with raw emotion. “That’s not far from us,” Jake murmured. At the mention of monsters I could only think of Jade’s gift. There could be other with their gift. “Do they have witches with them?” I asked. “Not that I could see,” Jamie said.

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“The better prepared we are for battle, the greater the odds of our succeeding.” “You refer to the vampires as monsters when, technically, you are one as well,” Hank mused. “I am one of many things,” Jasper thoughtfully admitted. “Having spent time amongst all three of what I am, I believe that the vampire is the worst of them. Therefore, he qualifies as a monster. If I am also a monster, I pray to keep that part of me subdued until I am able to eradicate vampirism from my body.” Hank sounded impressed as he asked, “You can do that?”

That left Mom genuinely puzzled. Seeing me cover my face without moving, Rosa threw several books at me all at once. "Since I'm dropping out, these books are yours now." I was dizzy from this sudden surprise. Even though my head was bleeding, I didn't wipe it away. Instead, I carefully gathered the books and held them close. In my previous life, I had earned a spot at the county's top high school. But Dad and Mom locked me in the woodshed the day before registration, letting Rosa take my spot.

“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.”

I don’t see how that answers my question but okay. “Patience child,” she scolds like a mother before continuing. “Evil exists in all of us, but it is typically balanced by good, a conscious. Monsters are not just born, they are made. Through a series of events or simply the choice to be cruel, I don’t understand it personally, but I can counter it to the best of my abilities.”