Tiktik Monster Novels & Stories

That would be better. "Why are you so moody lately?" Aito asked, wondering what made his friend seem so upset. "You've been acting super weird. Is something bothering you?" Toshiro huffed. "So you're just noticing" TJ, who was in Aito's arms suddenly spoke up, "Dad said a monster wants to eat baby" Aito was confused. "A monster wants to what now?" "Eat baby" TJ answered. "Dad said monster is bad. Don't worry. TJ will protect baby"

Kyle quickly covered himself, afraid the monster might lick him there. “Did they… did they hurt you down there?” The monster asked, and Kyle quickly shook his head. “No! And if they did, you're not licking me there!” Kyle said as he sat up and squeezed his legs together. The monster pulled his head back and huffed as if laughing. “You're funny, little Omega. Don't worry. I won't do anything you don't want me to do. I was only offering to heal you. I would have taken no pleasure in doing it. My heart belongs to another, Shade's pretty little angel,” The monster said.

"Keep telling yourself that, baby but we all know the truth." My phone buzzed in Dante's hand and it was another message from Marcus. I'm coming for you soon. Sleep tight. Kai smiled and it was the scariest thing I'd ever seen. "Let him come. I could use the entertainment.”

He bowed and bolted out. 'Why is he ordering? Where is he planning to go? Does he want to kidnap Sara?' Panic clawed her. "Do you know? Your brother has kidnapped a group of girls." Monster said but the rage was clear in his voice. "Oh! It's you who is teasing my brother?" She snapped. "I haven't even started yet." Monster snapped back in a low rumble. He was glaring at her continuously. "You know, who are we? " Adam asked in his rude voice.

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.]

“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 created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

"Wait you have come here by following me" "Excuse me, stop using your little rubbish brain why i follow you? "Who knows? if you are not following me then what are you doing here? it's not like you started liking me?" she flirt "My foot" "What?" "Stop dreaming. I will never fall in love with a monster like you" he comment "Aww you call me monster" she punch on his shoulder. She scream "Yes" he winks "I will kill you" "Look monsters only kill the humans"

"Like jasmine and the first rain in Owerri. It was the only memory the clinic couldn't extract from my brain." He kissed me then—not the desperate, frantic kiss we’d shared during the breach, but something slow, deep, and devastatingly tender. It tasted of salt and the terrifying promise of a future that didn't involve running. For the first time in five years, the "Monster" wasn't fighting. He was coming home.

I feel like a little kid. "Tina baked some cookies to welcome you all. Isn't that right, sweetheart?" Dad says. He squeezes my shoulder encouragingly. I'm sure he knows I feel embarrassed. We're close, my dad and me. I guess that's normal when you don't have a mom or siblings. "Yes. Here you go." I hold the tin out and Cielo takes it, pops the lid off, and helps himself to one without offering any to anyone else. He shoves the whole thing right into his mouth.