Scaredy Monster Books Novels & Stories

He whispered to me after I hugged him. I rubbed Skye’s back as I looked at Lance. He was just watching Skye and didn’t know what to do. “Who are you scared of? Olaf?” Sunny asked innocently. Skye shook his head, after that I felt Skye’s tight grip on my clothes. “Don’t be afraid, Skye. No one will hurt you.” “He’s here.” “Who?” Sunny innocently asked again and approached her brother. “The monster.” Sunny looked around, searching for what Skye was saying. Right now we were the only ones here in the parking lot so no one else could see Sunny except us.

Elevator access granted. I looked up. The tower loomed above me like something out of a medieval fever dream. It was black stone spiraling up into the foggy sky, sharp spires like dragon teeth piercing the clouds. Gothic, foreboding… and apparently, mine. “Cool, cool, yeah,” I muttered. “Let’s just toss the traumatized werewolf into a Disney villain tower.”

"Scared, Mom..." "Sshh... be quiet for a moment, sweetheart. Stay quiet, okay? Don't make a sound at all. There's a big monster outside, so June has to be a good boy and not cry. If June makes noise, the monster will know we're in here. Sshh, Mommy's here. Mommy will protect June. Stay quiet, sweetheart..." Auri whispered in a hoarse voice, her eyes anxiously darting toward the gap in the wooden window.

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.

“We still have time.” So we went in. The familiar scent of paper and ink filled the air, wrapping us in a warm, calming atmosphere. Noah ran straight to the children’s section, his eyes lighting up at the colorful covers. He grabbed a book with a big green dragon on it and held it up to me. “Mommy, this one! I want this one. The dragon’s cute.” I chuckled. “Cute? Mommy thinks it’s a little scary.” “But it’s scary in a fun way,” Noah replied quickly, making Liam laugh beside me.

Ben's shoulders immediately slumped as his father walked out the door with an air of finality. Ben prided himself on not being scared of much. He had been twelve by the time he had fully grown out of the monster under the bed, been too old for myths and legends for plenty of years now. He wasn't afraid of the dark, or spiders, he didn't mind snakes, or zombies; honestly, he wasn't scared of much. He knew most of these things were harmless or just flat out weren't real. So when something managed to spook him, it frightened him to the core.

she complained "You'll have to do it, besides the moon is shining so brightly , come on! It will be fun, imagining playing hide and seek in the dark, who knows a monster may appear from the darkness and grab you" the other girls laughed but Zara felt an involuntary shiver run through her. She agreed grudgingly, she didn't think monsters exist, at least not in their little tribe. It only existed in her story books. "Okay I'll count from one to three ." she announced shutting her eyes closed.

she protested. “No, it’s… it’s fine. “ Killian was trying not to laugh. “What else do you want to see in the zoo? “Mike is so grumpy all the time. “ she commented, then went on. “I want to see the lion and the tigers. “ “The tigers? Do you know the story of the tigress who was a warrior and a secret princess?” “No! What is it?” Killian was telling her a story Mike was sure he had just made up. But it was so impressive for Ashley she wasn’t sure whether to focus on looking at Killian drawing or listening to the tale.

I made a plan that night to end her. The next night my parents had a big important party with some of my father’s clients from work. I knew that Rose would be over. When she arrived my mother kissed my forehead and left with my father. The sun hadn’t set yet so I asked Rose to go for a walk with me. She agreed and we took off into the woods behind my house. I got ahead of her and then made her think she had lost me. While she frantically looked for me I snuck behind her. I found a large piece of wood and crept up behind her. She heard the brush below my feet break as I approached her and quickly turned around. I then unleashed the Monster inside me. It was brutal and very sloppy. I honestly

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.