The Monster Under The Bed Novels & Stories

The King Star has been one of the greatest achievements of the underworld after the Great Lycan, it was the most terrifying and insanely great thing to ever happen to a person and it came as a blessing or a curse to whoever possessed it. The King Star held great powers, powers that could match up to what the Great Lycan could do, it started as a thought, an imagination after the appearance of the First Great Lycan and after its death and futile efforts to bring forth another Great Lycan, it became a reality. A few of the Underworld rulers broke out to form an allyand experimented on their first male children with the fur and stolen blood they had gotten from the Lycan before its death. This

More like three voices in one. Hera chuckles behind us. "There he is. The monster hidden under his fake civility." I can't breathe. I've never seen him look so terrifying. Hera sashays to her red car, and I panic. "Wait, what are you doing?! Take him with you!" I say, my voice shaky. "You should tame your monster first. He looks like he's about to riot," she responds, and I glance at Tyler's unmoving form. A small pool of blood is forming under him.

They always say don’t joke about the thing under the bed. Like if you talk about it too much, it’ll crawl out. But I’ve never been the kind of girl who listens. Especially not with my legs spread and my fingers soaked, whispering, "If you're real, come out and fuck me already." It started as a joke. The kind of thing I’d say after too much wine and not enough dick. Some dumb fantasy about a monster under the bed—big, rough, inhuman. Something that didn’t care about manners or consent or dinner dates.

Abby "Mommy, I'm scared." I watch as my mother and father shift on their bed, rolling over to opposite sides to turn on their own lamps. They slept in the middle, holding each other as if there were nothing else in the world. "Abigail?" My mother's sweet voice called out to me. "What's going on?" My father's rough voice booms shortly after. I adjust my stance, hugging their doorway closer to my body. "There's a monster under my bed." I can hear my mother whispering softly to my father, followed by a soft deep chuckle.

My mind swirled with lots of questions, trying to hold myself together. “What are you talking about?” He looked around, lowering his voice even more. “This place—it gets fucked up after midnight. It’s not just dancing and drinking. It’s—” He hesitated, then said it, the words falling like ash. “It turns into an orgy. It’s part of the academy’s old rites. Magic exchange, bonding, whatever bullshit name they give it now. But it’s not something you want to be part of.”I just stood there, breathing hard, staring at him. The noise around me dimmed. The heat in my chest turned cold as I replayed the words in my head.

The monster under the bed. This was me now. This was what i was now. I heard the leaves rustle. Followed by footsteps behind me. Shit!! Of course he followed me, like a stubborn fly. I started to rise again, getting ready to run again, but then… "Don't!" I froze, more like my body stopped, like someone had pressed pause on me. My whole muscles refused to listen to my command, to move, no matter how hard I urged it to, I couldn't move.

she said. "What! How did you do that?" I asked shocked. "I had placed my magical bead under your bed so it informed me that you were going to have intimacy and since it was what I had been waiting for, I couldn't wait but to send my magical bowl to collect your blood from the bedsheets. Am I not amazing?" She was so annoying. "No! No! This can't be happening."I screamed but she was already gone. Anu was the one in the room with me instead.

They arrived after a few minutes. The room was unlike the architecture of the house, and was a fusion of modern and victorian style. There were no paintings like on the corridor, instead a simple white hand clock was hung on the black painted wall. The theme was black and grey, with a queen sized bed on the centre covered with black lace bed curtains. A glass door opposite to the entrance led to a balcony. A wide spaced balcony, that was wider than her own bed room, was adorned with a hanging garden and the view of the widespread jungle.

"Maybe it would make them see me as mess of a monster." "You're not a monster. You're literally an angel. My guardian angel," she assured him. She placed both hands on either side of his face and kissed him. Abe snickered loudly. She pulled back and tweaked his nose. "Shush! "I need to bathe him first. Give me a few minutes. In the meantime, could you please look under the bed? See if there is anything there that was attracting his attention?" "Sure." She took Abe into the bathroom. Cael bent down and looked under the bed. It was dark so he couldn't make out anything.

I can't believe I'm going to take another cold shower all because I'm resisting myself from f*cking little bunny. The monster is standing tall, refusing to fall down. It's so huge and hard like a rock. I slowly started moving my palm through it, stroking it gently. A soft moan escaped my lips as I rub the monster in a swift motion. At last, the white discharge flipped through the tiny opening at the top of the monster, I breathed heavily and threw my head backwards.