Worry Monster Book Novels & Stories

Avery asked. "The letter said it would lead the way. I felt going during the day would reduce the risk of dying. But right now we are hooked." Wahika responded. "What about now?" Avery glared at her as she put some books in others, carried the biggest book, and opened it. "It is dangerous." She flipped the pages of the book. "Come check this out." Avery moved closer. "What is that?" Avery asked. There was little space between Avery and Wahika. "Today, the red moon is out." She continued flipping the pages, and she stopped on a page. "This," she pointed at the sea monster. "The combination of every smaller piece of them to make something huge - The war caused all these for mankind."

I was standing in between all this, wearing white clothes but there was not even a single drop of blood on me. What is this? Where am I ? People say we are afraid of the fear of death but not of death . They say death silences all your pains,clears all your worries and seizes your struggles. It brings peace. But seeing everything around me,it's either that what people say is wrong or I am not dead yet. Then in the centre of this hell I saw him. The wolf with red eyes and jet black fur. Wolves were fighting around him but his focus remained on only one thing.

There was a murmur of agreement from behind me. Where was the trust? Claire was right, I had started rubbing off on them. “One of them will stay here. Who would you suggest?” Why did they have to call it Monsterland? The name was just so off-putting. But there seemed no way to avoid it. We were going to the land of monsters. As soon as I chose someone to leave behind. End of Book Three If you enjoyed this book and would like to support the author please leave a review on the site where you got your copy or on Goodreads.

This is your NfR reporter winnie. The world is terrifying today. Auntie's case has not been resolved yet and there is another one The world is really chaotic, even if you are inside your house or outside, evil people will chase you ... I'm scared for my parents and siblings, so I always tell chilsie not to go outside especially during rush hour because it's so dangerous now. Anyway I'm brix sandoval Ralfh friend 22 and handsome of course haha ​​.. I was busy thinking about what was happening in the world of someone who called me

Violet shows me the gold-bound book. “You’ve been at school almost all day. You should take a break,” I say. “Actually, I’m not that sleepy, mum, I want to know a lot of things so that when I grow up I can be dad’s successor.” Violet kept reading the book. “Darling. Actually, you’re doing great,” I murmur. “Really?” “Of course. You’ve followed the orders we’ve given you. That’s a good start,” I replied. “Mum... are the monsters that auntie told us about true?” Violet asked.

Before I can say one more word, he slams the door in my face, leaving me standing there, dumbfounded. I bring out my phone and open the family group chat as I come down the stairs. Me: I think I’ve finally found the one for me! Before my phone can explode with any more messages, I go to my locker, enter the pin and open it. There’s a paper almost falling down, picking it up, I hurriedly unfold it, my breath catching as I read the first line. ‘Maybe we’re all looking for someone who won’t flinch when we show them our monsters.’- Your favourite book, page 237.

Werewolf. Mate. Soulmate. Bite. Venom. Immortal. This is beyond overwhelming. It’s like this came out of a fantasy book. Monsters like werewolves don’t exist! Right? “Love, are you alright? – Lorenzo frantically questions, cupping my face as he searches my eyes – You’re so pale.” He breathes out worriedly. I slowly write what I want but can’t say. ‘This is crazy. Am I gonna die?’ I show him the notepad, already feeling tears fill my eyes.

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.]