The Monster Inside Novels & Stories

The outcome would be the same – one that he wanted to avoid at all costs. "Stop! Go away! You don't know… I'm going to kill you!" His mind was foggy, as though there were swirling mists clogging his thinking. He could not believe she returned. Why the hell did she come back after what she had seen? The monster inside him was so strong that no matter how much he tried to force it back into its cage, it would never back an inch and would even threaten to break free from the existing boundaries it was in. And take full control of him – this was his greatest fear.

I never thought of marrying her, she would always bring it up but I guess I never truly loved her that way, it hurts me, it does. Sometimes I fear I'm a creature who isn't capable of loving. I look at my hands. How can a monster like me love anyway? if anyone finds out what I did, what I've done, what I'm capable of doing, the real me, they wouldn't look at me the same way. We all hold a monster inside. The only difference is what form it takes when freed. - Author: Mary Lindsey

After everything he did, just because I was still alive, everything was fine? “Fine? Do you even know what I have ended up being because of you? I am the monster of the tales that mothers tell their kids to scare them. I had thought of myself as the monster too until I knew what you did. Now I know that there can be monsters in human skin too and that monsters can be more human than you could ever be.” “What monster? If you are trying to scare us, try harder because I have seen worse threats than a little girl who could handle a little magic.”

' Lorenz joins him, increasing the pain for Valentina, who wants to explode my eardrums with her screams, which slowly fade away. 'I'd tell you a story where a hunter sought to kill a monster and free the people from fear. But that man became what he once promised to destroy and expose to the world. In the end, it turned out that he contained his inner being, who was freed when he opened his eyes. The hunter couldn't hunt the monster because that meant ending his own life. Of course, the monster was always him.'

"Who do you think you are? You don't get to call me by my name. I took you in, not so you could come out here and play the homewrecker!" The crowd below drew in a sharp breath, staring at me with a mix of shock and sympathy. "Who in their right mind would hit Mrs. Pellegrini? Don't they know what Mr. Pellegrini can do?" "A while back, a low-ranking man insulted her and was sent to the Dark Zone. He was tortured for three days and nights, and not long after, he went insane and ended his own life." "She must have a death wish to lay a hand on the pregnant Mrs. Pellegrini!"

They'd broken my legs to leave me crippled, and I ended up dying on the operating table. Natalie even brought Harvey back to the house earlier this time around. Could it be that one of them had also been reborn? I took a step back in disbelief. How could this be happening? A middle-aged woman came clawing at me like a maniac, and all the women were hurling the worst insults at me. "You monster! Why did you ruin my daughter's life? I'm going to make you pay for what you did to her!" "My daughter jumped off a building to take her own life because of you! She'd only just graduated from college. She had her whole life ahead of her! You're not even fit to be called a human!"

I lock my doors, and barricade it with my dresser, then I close the curtains, sitting on my bed I’m thinking how I lock myself up from the outside world. With these four walls I created my world, a world that was full of fear. In my world Barry is a monster who had no heart, that only brings pain and misery. For a few weeks I was doing good keeping the monster away from me until one afternoon I came out of my room to head to the bathroom. Then suddenly out of nowhere the monster strike grabbing me from behind.

As soon as Sam drove out of the mansion, I felt his gaze on me, and then his voice came. "It seems you didn't have a good night's sleep, Boss." He observed calmly, but I couldn't get myself to say a word to him. My mind was clouded with the thought of Elsa and the words she had said to me. After about a minute of remaining silence, I voiced out the thought that had kept me busy. "Am I really a monster?" I asked Sam, my voice laced with sadness as I peered into the rearview mirror, anticipating his response.

I couldn't move if I tried. "Eggs" I hear Magma say when I tune back in. I look at the tears shining in her eyes and know that no matter how much I hope for it not to be, those are tears of joy. She is not ours. I have told you this. I grit my teeth against the voice in my mind. Every time it speaks it's as if it is trying to crawl it's way out. The magnitude of its body causes an instant chill of my blood and makes my back go ramrod straight. Hating the feeling, I close my eyes and focus on reforming the barrier. We must stay separated. As I reinforce the barrier the monster inside roars at a deafening pitch and my skin breaks out in a cold sweat. As the roar

Beneath the carved warning, four crude tally marks stood out. After a moment's thought, I took the utility knife and carved another stroke into my skin. Searching my pockets, I found a folded scrap of paper… and a few more hidden in the corners of my room. [The monster is tampering with my memory. Trust no one. Not even myself.] [The monster's cycle isn't endless. If you can't escape within a set number of loops, you will die. Permanently.]