You're An Irredeemable Monster Novels & Stories

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.”

“Yes, mummy says we should always look for the moral in every story.” Katrina was torturing me even though she wasn’t here. I sighed, searching for something in the book that could help but nothing. I folded my hands and thought about it for a while, realizing something. “Beauty comes from within. No matter how pretty or handsome one is if the person does bad things and hurts people, he or she is ugly…” Hilda’s stare was enchanting, like her mother’s. “…and when the crimes they commit become a part of him, he becomes a true monster.” A monster. That’s what I am. Things might be different now but a monster remains a monster, doesn’t it? I’ve done terrible things to unsuspecting wolves and I’v

So go ahead —he paused, glancing at Nefertary. —Okay... "I must have lost my mind when I met you I must be crazy to want your twisted love What can I do? You are perfectly imperfect for me I fell in love with a monster That drags me to hell with every step it takes I want your twisted love I want your kisses that burn like hell Did I lose my mind? I must be crazy to want your love What did you do to me? Why do I think irrationally? A monster... that's what you are

Great, The unwanted speaks, Well my dear, I'd say we're even but temporary guess I'm leavin' and your magic I might believin pretty good, you think you won congrats again, it's been real fun a spell like yours can be undone Hmmmm, Oh I see, you think my best? wait a sec, I'll get undressed something here I must confess Most these monsters are my friends on whom my back I can depend do your thing, with time you spend That's okay, you go ahead I don't wanna end up dead

What a monster. ************

Even I feel bad watching it. As I slowly came to, Ophelia put on a pained expression. "Gabriel, please stop hurting yourself. Those memories aren't just your scars. They're painful for Mom and me, too. Why dig them up again and make everyone suffer?" The comments immediately sided with her. [He doesn't feel guilty at all. Watching you clean up after him probably makes him proud.] The judge flipped through the extracted memory and shook his head. "Gabriel, after review, the panel still finds you to be inherently dangerous."

I look back in forth confused as this one speaks more calmly. "We can't do this Igneous. You can't heal my hurt or save me from the pain. I am just a shell of a person, and you can have no life with me. You cannot sacrifice your soul to save a monster. If you do you will bare this curse and I won't let that happen"

"Amelia- "Shut up!" I sneered, sending him a glare as I moved my wet strands away from my face. "Don't act like you care now! Not when you didn't try to stop your dumb girlfriend earlier." He flinches but I don't care. I rise to my feet, staring down at him with a disappointed frown. "You think you're redeemed because you tried to help me? Well guess fucking what Raiden? You're all are monsters! Every single one of you are monsters! You're a monster."

The very weakness of people. For a moment, she forgot everything. The world, the village, the Reapers, and her mother. Then it all suddenly came back to her like a ball of fire, hitting her hard in the chest. Her eyes started to blurr again and tears rose up to the surface. Her mother was now gone. The only person left in this world that loved her. She's all alone now in this cruel world, a world that is full of monsters. There's different kind of monsters that stepped in this land; there's the Reapers and there's the people. People are monsters too. People became monsters when they let themselves ruled by their negative emotions and selfish desires.

And in the fire, I saw myself, I was the flames destroying everything in its path, taking everything and leaving nothing in its wake. My father always did say I was a monster. A bomb waiting to explode, waiting to kill everyone and although the bastard had always been cruel to the ten-year-old me, he was right though. I was…a monster and I embraced it like armor, an insignia walking with it like my brand name so everyone could understand that. “Not all of us have the luxury of being protected by a billionaire husband” And it was the motherfucking truth whether she liked it or not. She might have aroused me, might have bewitched my dick to throb every time she stared at me with those azure ey