Stranger Things Monster Novelas e Histórias

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

“Again, that sorry excuse of a human is not my father. And, you had a deal with Bruce. Why do I have to pay for his sins? Isn’t that a little… I don’t know… medieval?” “Then perhaps,” he said smoothly, “we make a deal of our own, Miss Marlowe.” He sounds completely unbothered. Like this entire conversation was already over in his head. Well, think again, Thanos. “I’m not making any deals with you. I don’t know you. I don’t like you, and honestly this whole kidnapping thing is a terrible first impression. So no. Hard pass you psychopath!” A faint smile touched his lips. “Psychopath is dramatic.”

"Nobody leaves this house today. Kai, call our security team. Luca!" Luca appeared from nowhere like he'd been listening the whole time. "Get Winter somewhere safe. Marcus is coming tonight." "Where?" I asked. "Where is safe?" Dante's smile was sharp and cold and terrifying. "Right here between us. Let him come." The front door exploded inward. Glass shattered as wood splintered and Marcus Shaw stood in the doorway holding a gun. "Did you really think I'd wait until tonight?”

Was that supposed to be me? The headline read, “A Monster Spotted at Screaming Valley Yesterday Around Five in the Afternoon. Witness, Tyrone Netherwell, described the monster as having blue eyes. Those same eyes that killed his family on that dreadful night...” I get it, I’m a monster, but I swear it wasn’t me who killed them. A sudden nagging pain struck my forehead. I couldn’t breathe, and the cave was empty. Finally, my body dropped to the floor, gasping for air.

Then she ran into a hard solid wall of a man, and a partial scream escaped her mouth before it was muffled with a large, strong hand. "Shh. Luv, you're okay." It was Liam. Chloe sighed and hugged him tightly. "God, you scared me." Chloe looked up at him. "Sorry I didn't come sooner," Liam told her. "I told Brownstone where you were and she's got a team on it. They'll be here soon. Apparently, Monroe's car was registered to Gerri Singer when I heard that I told them you were at her old house. We assumed you must have been taken."

“Can we please just focus? “Madison asked. “Now that we can identify these monsters, we must figure out how they keep showing up and why they keep trying to kill us,” “But don’t you think it is strange that all the monsters seem to start out as people that each of us knows? “June asked. “It is almost as if someone or something is making sure that we specifically are attacked, “ “June has a point, “April G said. “But other than all these monsters attacking us, something else strange happened to me after I fought Roxy,” “What could possibly be a stranger killing the girl who bullied you installed your mom’s necklace?” “I heard a strange voice in my head that encouraged me to use my powers to m

I'd offer a reward. The second show would be a reunion of sorts where Maury would ask all kinds of inappropriate questions about how we all ended up together and which parts of my body Left and Right had maligned. Maury would do the paternity tests at the end of the show, but you'd have to tune in the next day to get the results. But instead of a father being identified on the third appearance, no one showed up, including Maury. The bizarre twist in my mind had me back to reality; of course, Maury would show up.

Screams follow the sound, many growls of warnings and some of pure fear. Than and I exchange looks and rush to the nearest window to see what the fuck is going on. As soon as my eyes fall on the monster which is heading for the main door, I know we won’t be able to stop it without backup. I’m about to mind-link my warriors and fathers, but Than stops me by placing his hand on mine. “Don’t,” he mutters. “My children, they’re home.” “No. Stop this mysterious bullshit. Don’t you see that thing? That massive, giant burning thing running inside? Have I lost my mind or you’re playing here?”

"You're just like them! They're always bothering me! I don't understand why I'm being forced to fight all of you anymore!" "Who are 'them'?" the stranger asks, sounding extremely annoyed. "Those werewolves from the woods!" the monster explains. "There are lots of them. You have to help me destroy them!" "Destroy them?" the stranger repeats disbelievingly. "Are you crazy? Why would I do that?! Do you even remember how they turned you into a freak?!" "Because that's what happens when someone attacks me!" the monster shouts furiously. Just as the monster is about to continue arguing with the man, the stranger turns around and leaves. The monster lets out a huge roar and starts charging toward h

“Which checks out—since you’re just a pretty little cunt with daddy issues.” Crack. The back of my hand slammed across his mouth so hard his head jerked sideways. I stepped into him, eyes locked on his, and my voice low and shaking. “Wrong,” I whispered. “I’m your worst fucking nightmare.” His lip split, but he only laughed like a maniac. I’d met his kind before—men who fed on fear, one who didn’t break with pain. But even monsters had a threshold. And I knew exactly where to find his.