You're Not A Monster Novels & Stories

"Theo, not everything you know is true. You've been lied to countless times or you've been manipulated. The fact of the matter is that you shouldn't believe what they say about you. About you being a monster-" "But I am-" "Stop interrupting! Anyways, yes you've made mistakes in your life. Some were not your intention but you learn from it. Theo if people named monster's just for being under someone control then everyone in this world is a monster. We all follow under a a commander but that doesn't mean we're monsters." He says, running his hands over his arms. We hand over our blanket, thinking that he's probably cold. He shakes his head and gives us the blanket back.

"Whether I live or die doesn’t matter anymore!” Monster said, "I know that you have a deep-seated hatred for Doomsday. Your face will no doubt cause an uproar in Doomsday, so before you leave, I will ask someone to make modifications to your face—" “Okay."

My mother looked into my eyes and said, "Oh no, I am so sorry, Connor. You are not a monster." "But what if I'm the monster?"

"My Enna… is safe, you are safe." She shakes her head and puts both hands to her face. "I am a monster, he made me a monster!" It hurts me looking at her like this. I look around us as our people watch us and I know I have to clarify this to all. "You are not a monster," I say loudly enough for all to hear. "You have abilities that are beyond his comprehension and most of ours too, but you are not a monster. You absorbed his powers, and reflected them on him. But you are not him. No one here would ever think you are like him."

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

Maybe, just maybe, there was still hope for redemption. "So if you think of yourself as a monster for defending yourself and your sisters," Abhay continued, his voice gentle yet resolute, "then monsters just might be the new heroes." I felt a flicker of hope ignite within me, a spark of light amidst the darkness that threatened to consume me. Maybe I wasn't a monster after all. Maybe, just maybe, I was capable of something more.

That I’m not in falling in love with a monster. “I’m not a good man,” he says, dashing my hopes. “I won’t harm you, but I’m not going to be good to you.” “What?”

“Can you hear the bloodlust, Elle Rose? Your true nature is calling you. No matter how much you deny it, you’re a monster. You are born to be one.” “N-No.” I sobbed. “I am not a monster.” I am still in shock because of everything. “I am not like you.” And I am going to prove that.

I hate how it doesn’t sound like a joke. Because that’s the problem with monsters— Sometimes they’re the only ones who see you clearly. And they use it to their advantage. I don't even know why I'm not screaming and crashing tf out right now.

Curiosity no doubt getting the best of her. Leaning closer, I whispered. “I’m a monster too, and most people think I’m ugly and worthless as well. To me, however, you are very precious and I want nothing more than to hug your cuteness. And it’s alright to be a monster sometimes when we are dealing with real monsters. We just need to make sure we never lose ourselves, and we need to make sure we never act like monsters to those who are innocent. The last thing we want is hurt people who don’t deserve it.”