روايات وقصص ضمن The Male Lead Monster Lives Under My Bed

James laughed and told Micheal not to try it because, Monster is a vampire and he might killed Michael if he found out that zombies resist Micheal's blood, that will be the worst part because he want the world to continue like this. "It's none of your business just take me to him! and if you tried anything fun... you will be the first person to die! now led the way." Michael shouted at Dr. James. Monster chamber was the biggest house in the community, it has two entrance; the front and the back door. The building was silent and no reflection of any light can penetrate into the building because Monster is afraid of light, and also their is a big bathtub which Monster always soak himself into

Jay hissed. “There’s not a thing in this world that I actually care about.” Monster appeared indifferent. “Is that so? What about your daughter?” Jay sat up straight. His profound pupils were locked onto Monster’s eyes. Monster’s smile froze slightly. “I don’t have a daughter.” He suddenly roared like thunder. Jay curled his lips. “Why are you getting stirred up?” He crossed his legs again, calmly admiring Monster’s current ugly state. Monster realized that he had lost his temper and forced himself to calm down. However, he could not help but ask, “Is Lil Thirteen dead or alive?”

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,

" Nothing about his words or actions resembled those of a usual five-year-old kid. The shock had made me pass out and collapse onto the floor. I had no idea how long I lay there, but by the time I finally woke up, the sun had set. Light leaked from the master bedroom, where Caleb and Emery were enthusiastically discussing how they would renovate the house after I died. I was unconscious on the floor, yet my biological son didn't bother to check on me. He was too busy scheming to seize my home. … "Enough, Dad," Caleb cut in. "That's all in the past, so why do you have to keep dragging it up, especially in front of such a large crowd? How is Nicky supposed to face his classmates and teachers f

“The room was enveloped in darkness, there was a sound of droplets hitting the ground, the room smelled like a rotting corpse. There was a tapping on the door like someone was baning in morse code. The sound stopped when a large metal door opened a monster showed up. There was a pounding against the wall and one of the lights flickered on, the light brightened the room. But the people in the room were better off not knowing who put them there, the monster walked closer to the people chained and shackled against the wall. They kept screaming why are you doing this to me?'' Let me out. I have a family. Please do not do this to me. The Monster did not say anything to the man he just walked over

I put my two hands on my pockets and turned away. Monsters Hunter Department, 2 hours later. "We received the call from George Lopez, the owner of the residence where the monster appeared. He's living with his adopted son who are working as a delivery man and wasn't in the area that time." The woman on her early 30 reported to the department head. The old man who currently sitting on his chair facing the black stage Malemyn who just regained his consciousness, is holding a paper contents of the monsters report. "How's your feeling Jevro?" The old man asked the handsome man.

he complains as he throw himself at the couch. “Anyway, I had a long day crybaby” I say to him. “I took a visit to the Gaylord’s territory and you would never believe what I saw” I start narrating to him the entire story. “Try me” he says arrogantly. “I think Gaylord is creating an army of monsters, he feeds them with humans and stores them at his basement” I say to him. “Huh, are monsters even real” he says jokingly and I to stop him.

He asked noticing my expression. "I do not like that smell." I complained referring to the alcohol. "I am sorry baby, won't happen again." I sighed moving slightly from him, why was he drunk and laying under the bed with me? "Why aren't you with Glenda?" "Why are you under the bed?" He asked. "Hiding from a monster." I snorted hating that he ignored my question. "What type?" "Big, lean, and scary with a scar on his face."

"If you're desperate for a husband, you should pick someone else. I am Luca Marino, The Monster.” He was the monster because it was said he could crush a man's head with his hands. Looking at him, I almost believed it. He was huge, at least six feet, two inches tall. And heavily muscled. He could certainly crush me if he wanted to. I nodded slowly, my fingers shaking now. I wiped them behind my back. "That's exactly why I picked you." His eyes narrowed. Now he was paying attention. "Go ahead, explain."

It was all tiled over. The first thing she saw was the Flashlight, lying on the floor flickering a bit. The first thing she heard was Peggy crying. Then she saw him. IT. Illuminated dimly by the flashlight on the floor. He had long hair that came down to his chin, his eyes were slits that glowed green. Shiny in the partial darkness, an aquiline nose and a mouth full of bared sharp teeth. The monster had the semblance of the person from that horrible night. He held Peggy in front of him, by the shoulders just as he had held her. Tears streamed Peggy’s face uncontrollably. Yet, she mouthed the words “Run!” to Hailey. It broke something in Hailey.