Scaredy Monster Books の小説・ストーリー

- he asks our usual question when something bothers us or feels uncomfortable about something. "I thought you were some monster..." - I smile at him apologetically, and he mumbles something about knowing monsters. "What was it?" - I ask, not quite understanding what he says. "I asked, you still believe in monsters?" - and I see him hiding a smile. "If you know what kind of books I read you wouldn't question it, Benjamin." - he shakes his head and then apologizes. "I'm sorry for scaring you, but I can assure you there are no monsters in here."

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

Jake turned and dashed towards the column closest to him, with the monster taking one huge leap and flew over him before landing in front of him. He resorted to throwing books at the monster by grabbing a big dictionary and hurling it-like that would work! The monster ripped the book into shreds and squealed before charging. Jake had a close call when the monster got him by the shoulders after leaping towards him, tearing his sweater and almost getting his skin. He jabbed the monster with the mystical book, sending it falling over to the other side behind him and Jake also fell. The monster was squealing way louder this time and it looked like the book had actually hurt it.

Looking at everything familiar yet strange before my eyes, I seemed to return to that rainy day many years ago. I wandered aimlessly among the bookshelves with the child. Reading some simple little stories to her. Until evening, the sun went down. I got up with the child, ready to leave. But when turning to the corridor towards the exit. I ran head-on into someone. The books held in the other person's arms instantly scattered on the ground. "I'm sorry." We spoke almost at the same time. I hurriedly squatted down to help pick up the books. The other person also scrambled to clean up.

And then I felt the same slimy tube crawl up to my thighs again and I screamed and jumped to my feet. Due to the intensity of my voice I am sure that it reflected my light. I was frightened and just as my light shoned I saw a monster with more than ten long arms staring at me. It looked like an octopus. "aaaarghhhh,! " I screamed and my entire body caught fire lighting up the dangerous pat that was now clear to me. And then when I looked forwards I could see the many legged monster running away. "why are you running away huh! I thought you wanted to kill me!?"

No one deserves to wield such great power, especially not monsters. “The book is enchanted…it can’t burn or physically get damaged, it protects itself so ease up with all of the threats. Hand the book back to me ,blood clocks its power and makes it harder for monsters to track it. More monsters are coming for it and some are already around the forest just like the one that burnt up the bus full of humans just to get the book. You have no idea what you are messing with doll face…now hand it over ,” “We have to find Freya,”

I know I can’t run away; the monster has already caught us and he’s too fast and he’s going to kill me now and CeCe will be all alone with him. He moves in closer until his snout is just above my face, I can smell the dead things on his breath, feel as his saliva hits my cheek, his sharp teeth are only inches from my neck. He growls and I scream again. This time I close my eyes because I’m too afraid to watch him tear my throat out. To feel his fangs ripping my face off. His hot breath continues to hit my cheeks as I squeeze my eyes tight to keep them closed, and I think my heart is broken because it doesn’t seem to be beating right. CeCe’s heart is working too much as I feel it pounding fr

I will lay here and enjoy this little paradise and its serenity away from trouble. so I lay on the heaps of cherries and played happily with the fur kids. on the spur of the moment, the black fur pup hit the lamp, and everywhere goes silent and dark. I do not know how, but the two find their way to me and hide in my jacket. only for some minutes, the lamp went on again then I heard a very loud thumping sound of footsteps. I ran with the pups In my jacket to the lamp and I pick it up, with the lamp in my hands I look deep into the darkness towards the place the sounds is coming from, my eyes sighted a giant three-eyed monster coming right at us.

“Were these any help, detective?” “I’m afraid not,” I said, defeated. I was in a bit of a daze after staring at projected newsprint on the dim screen. I leaned on the desk and looked around the building absentmindedly until my eyes finally settled on a small sign hanging on a table covered with a neat stack of books. “Warning: The Library is Not Responsible for Nightmares!” I read out loud, walking over to look at the books. Well-worn volumes with pink skulls grinning back at me from stickers on their spines. Dracula. Frankenstein. The Invisible Man.