Female Reader x Male Monster
You feel sick for a moment when you see the date on the calendar. Has it already been a year? You open the curtains to the sliding glass door and gaze out over the frozen lake. The divorce was final a year ago, two years before that he left you for that orc. Ever since then, you've lived at your family's cabin up north. You barely leave unless you have to go get groceries, aside from that, you stay in the cabin and paint. You've been able to sell a few paintings recently and that's been nice. Your friend who works at a gallery wants to do a show of your work but everytime she brings it up you nerves feel frayed and like your on the edge of panic. You just push it under the rug.
You walk outside to gather some logs for the fire. As you stand near the lake you hear something thudding at the ice. It sounds like someone knocking. You huff and just ignore it. There are all sorts of strange things in this lake, it's part of the reason why your uncle so readily handed it over to you. No one wanted to stay there over the fear of kelpies and whatever else lurked under the surface. You didn't care. In fact, let any monster try to cross your path after that last time.
Once you've got the wheelbarrow full of logs and you're ready to push it back to the house you hear the rapping on the ice again. You scoff and ignore it but as you start to push a fist shatters through the thick ice. You're stunned for a moment before you glare and grumble "fuck" under your breath.
The ice cracks more and ice is shoved away. A figure rises out of the cold, murky depths. Long, dark hair drapes over their broad shoulders. Their massive amount of hair covers their face and all you see if glowing yellow eyes. You stare at them and they stare back.
"Fuck off," you growl and push the wheelbarrow back towards the house.
The creature is silent, you're fairly certain it's a kelpie, the lake is plagued with them after all and only a kelpie would come to you now of course. You haul the wood inside and the kelpie is still where it's at, almost frozen in place as it watches you.
You turn and glare back at it. "Go away! There are no children here for you to eat!" You shout at it before you go back inside.
The next day when you wake up, there's a big white seal sitting on your porch. It's curled up where the chimney is, huddled against the warm bricks. It's kind of cute so you don't shoo it off right away. It's better than the kelpie staring at you. The seal disappears sometime later that day but it's back by evening, once again curled next to the warm bricks of the chimney.
You hear barking one morning and you look outside to see the seal is gone, but outside the glass door, there's a weird fur coat. It's long in the back and cropped at the front. The spots on it match the seal. You drop it when you realize that the seal that's been warming up by your chimney is no seal it all.
"Fucking selkie," you growl. You walk back inside and lock the sliding glass door. Not only were their kelpies in your lake, there were selkies now too.
That afternoon there's a knock on the door, peeking out from the curtain you see a glamorous looking man. He has deep olive skin and bright brown eyes. His hair is long and pure white. He's a little short and has a belly, but he's still more beautiful than anyone you've ever seen. He's wearing the fur coat the selkie left behind, so you know right away who he is. You shake your head and shut the curtains again.
"But," you hear him start.
"Go away," you bark quickly.
"You returned my coat to me that means-"
You scoff and roll your eyes. You open the curtain and point in the direction of the stairs. "I DROPPED your coat. I didn't return it to you. There is a massive difference. Go find someone else to trick into marriage."
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Modern Monsters
RomanceA collection of short stories featuring monster romances in a modern setting. Fall in love with minotaurs, shapeshifters, merfolk, fae, and more.