You're Not A Monster Novels & Stories

You liked it. “I didn’t.” Didn’t you? Shapes formed in the miasma, faces, bodies, the vampires I’d burned alive in the Hall. Their screams tore through the silence until I had to shut my eyes. When I looked again, they were gone. Ah, Illusions. They were all just illusions. Accept the monster you are. Accept your uniqueness. It’s what sets you apart. It’s what makes you even more powerful. My throat tightened. I shook my head, whispering continuously to the air with a trembling breath. “I’m not a monster.”

"We're normal people. How could we understand a monster like you?" "Drop the act," I sneered. "I'm not the killer. You are."

I knew, she understood the whole situation. She understood that the root of the problem was not me. But her. She was the variable. She was the factor destroying all balance. So, she chose to destroy herself. Delete this variable.

She steps back, already turning away, but not before adding, “And you will be invaluable.” Mae looks at me then, eyes bright and overwhelmed. “So… fire, regret, and peace.” I manage a small smile. “Sounds about right.” As we shoulder our bags and prepare to leave, I can’t shake the feeling that whatever we were before—girls searching for answers—no longer exists. We didn’t just become monsters. We became something else entirely.

“But I’m not going easy on you. The others won’t. Neither will the moon goddess.” A shudder passed through her. “I don’t want to be a monster.” “Then don’t act like one,” I said coldly.

"Gabriel, I know you're just putting on a front. You look polished on the outside, like you're doing well, but I know you're hurting inside. "You're only seven. You left Ophelia and me and ended up all alone out here. People must've looked down on you, laughed at you. "Maybe you have everything you need materially, but without family, I know you feel empty inside. If you agree to remove the nausea chip, Ophelia and I can come back to you right away." I almost laughed at how ridiculous it sounded. I used to think Ophelia was just born rotten. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't any better.

Almost feeling sorry for him. “There’s so much I just don’t understand. If you guys track us down and kill us because we’re monsters, why are you not all trying to be decent people? I’ve never hurt anyone in my life, yet according to your family, I’m evil.” I didn’t mean to be quite so blunt, but it was a thought that had been recurring for a long while.

The man hinted at a smile, ambiguous, however replying in a slightly irritated tone, "Can a monster who does not know he is a monster, or who has done nothing to be defined as such, be considered so? Is it the actions that make you so, or do you become a monster just because others decide it, for rumors passed off as truth?" Ystal didn't answer. He had no answer to that kind of question. And how could he? He knew nothing, and understood even less. The man took a deep breath, returning to smile patiently, as if to totally chase away the shadow of slight irritation that had invaded him a few seconds earlier. After a few moments, he resumed telling. "Okay, let's not dwell on these issues. I don

Stefan moves closer to me. "You and I know that, if someone should tell you, that I am only a human with a wolf, you will never believe it, talk more of the fact that, I possess a strange character, that no human will possess." "Are you a monster?" I don't know the reason I call him a monster but the truth is, I wish he was not a monster, I can't imagine myself living with a monster or something worse than a monster. "Sorry, I know you have no idea."

I can tell Zeke had used a mind link to give him orders. "Make yourself comfortable. My home is yours now." I scoff. "It's not like I even have a choice." Zeke chuckles without humour, and it's dark as hell. For a minute, he doesn't look like the man I think I know. I remember he's words. 'I'm not a monster'. They keep coming back to me because no matter how hard I try to sink them in, I find it hard to believe. "I'm sure you might already be thinking about fleeing from my house, but then you should also ask yourself, where to?"