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The Monster Inside

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They say monsters are born from curses. From bloodlines tainted by ancient sins. From dark pacts sealed in forgotten places.

But 'Rowan Elric Vale' wasn't cursed. He was becoming.

He used to be quiet. Brilliant. Beautiful in a way that made people uneasy - like a statue you're not sure was meant to move. He was mine, once. My best friend. My maybe-something-more.

Until the reflections started watching him back.

Until his shadow moved wrong.

Until I found him drenched in blood, smiling with teeth that didn't belong in a human mouth.

Now, something old and patient is wearing his skin like a mask - and every day, the boy I knew bleeds a little more beneath it.

I should have run. I should've let go. But love is a kind of madness. And I'd rather burn with the monster than forget the boy.

Even if the monster remembers me too.

Even if it never, ever lets go.All Rights Reserved

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THE IMMORTAL: Vaelorian Vale by MorielJen

"A mortal girl, an Immortal curse, and a love that defies centuries" Elera Vienne decides to leave the chaos of her parents' divorce and live with her grandparents in the quiet, rain-kissed town of Raventon Hallow, she only dreams of peace - and of finally finishing her first novel. But peace was never meant for the curious. Drawn to the misty mountain behind her grandparents' home, Elera finds herself standing before a forgotten mansion - and the man who lives there. Rowan Vale, distant and mysterious, guards his solitude like a secret. Yet the more Elera is pulled into his world, the more the line between myth and reality begins to blur. Love blooms where it shouldn't - between a Mortal and an Immortal, between duty and desire, between a curse and a promise centuries old. But what happens when Elera discovers that her bloodline carries a fate older than her heart - and that she is destined to be the Watcher, born to punish the very man she's learned to love? In a world where memories fade and immortality comes with a price, can love survive the weight of time... or will it be forgotten again? "He's been waiting for her for a thousand years. But when she finally returned - she was destined to destroy him." or "She was meant to punish him. He was destined to love her. But fate... has always loved irony."

The Trials by Yaroda07

How do you get rid of the biggest part of you? How do you ignore the call of something so beautiful yet so deadly? How do you resist the darkness that's been living, growing and thriving within you even before you were born? How do you turn down the only chance to get all the answers you desire, even if it leads you down a path of chaos, horror, and madness? A path others have fought for you not to tread. But why fight at all? Why fight a fire that only burns brighter? "Listen, you can choose not to believe this. But I've been where you are, I've felt what you feel." I opened my mouth to snap back, but he continued, his voice cracking. "Don't ask me how I know-all I know is I dont want to hurt you. I dont want a throne. I just...I just want you to be okay. I can't...I can't lose you too." His eyes shone with sincerity, heart-wrenching pain...and something more. But none affected me. Not anymore. "What makes you think I care about you losing me," I whispered. "When I don't even care if I lose myself?" The others may be trying to douse the fire, but I rather let it burn. Burn until it consumed us all.

The Quiet Girl and the Monster Next Door by vrin_09

Everyone warned me about the man next door. Scarred knuckles. Haunted eyes. A past wrapped in blood and secrets. Cassian Vale is fifteen years older, freshly out of prison, and so quiet the whole town pretends he doesn't exist. So, of course, I knocked on his door. I didn't expect him to open it. I didn't expect to see the sketch of me pinned to his wall. And I definitely didn't expect to want the monster everyone else was terrified of. But there are rules with Cassian. Rule One: Don't ask about the basement. Rule Two: Stay out of his past. Rule Three: If he tells you to run-run. I broke all three. Now I know his secrets. Now he knows mine. And the scariest part? I think I love him for the very things that should make me run.

THE DEMON AND I by KwinMayor

His eyes shone the deepest shade of red. Black vein could be seen appearing on his neck. Everyone in the room felt the anger emitting from him. Someone dares called Diana a filthy rat. His blood boils like never before. No one dares speak a word. "What did you just say?" He asked. His voice alone is enough to make a person shrink in total fear. He stared coldly at the guy who began to tremble in fear before him. "Dra..." He couldn't finish mentioning his name when he spit out blood. "How about I remind you who the king is" He fang grew looking scary as ever. Black smoke began to emit from his body. "Bow" Came his authorative voice and the guy in front of him felt a full force gravity pulled him down on his kneel. Blood spurt out of his mouth immediately. Others behind him could only shake in fear. "How dare call her names?" ... Diana Oxford; A 19 years old college girl. She is just a definition of innocent with a heart disease. All she ever wanted is to become a successful writer. Everything changed when she came across a demon.. Dracula Norman. Not just not a Demon but King of all Demons who was betrayed and trapped for 2000 years by a powerful witch {Queen Martha} who look exactly like Diana Oxford. How did these two meet? What happened when they meet? What was their fate? FIND OUT IN THE STORY.. ✍️ °°°° {NOTE: THIS STORY IS STRICTLY 18+RATED}

Silent Whispers by beauty051

He emerged from the shadows with a secret that held the power to destroy me. I didn't see it coming. But, I knew why he came. I uttered the wrong name at the wrong place several years ago when I was just a child. It wasn't a mistake no matter how many times I told myself. I wanted it to happen. I wanted him to come. I just didn't realize he was real. What do you do when death, in all literal terms, comes whispering in your ears? You can't run even if you want to. How can you? No one can outrun him. No one can escape him. He's death. He's immortal. He's the Devil. And he wants me. -----• This story contains dark, paranormal romance, sexual content, abuse, and violence.

Bite the Bullet - Vampire Cohorts Book 1 by ALMcGurk

Let me tell you what it was to be made vampire. It wasn't birth. Birth implies pushing, tearing forth into the light, screaming. Becoming immortal was to be pulled, to be tugged irrevocably into darkness, and it was silent. I should have fought, any person should fight, but my mind had been filled with a hazy calm which forbade any battle. Struggling had been the last thing on my mind, even when my bus arrived and my assailant waved it on, dismissing my last hope of escape. Yet my lack of rebellion was far from the most unsettling part of the stranger's control over me. The truth was that the man could've asked anything of me and I would've complied, but he didn't need to vocalise his request. I knew instinctively what he wanted. I sighed and surrendered myself as he held me against his front in a lover's embrace, tipping my head and willingly giving him access to my throat. "One day you'll understand," he whispered, his tone subdued. I've often wondered since if he was really talking to me. Perhaps he'd been talking to himself, persuading himself that one day I'd know and accept his reasons for what he'd planned for me. I wouldn't. I couldn't. Because when my fangs came in, my world altered irrevocably. It became somewhere dark, somewhere filled with murder and blood, where magic was sinister and where even my closest ally seemed more like an enemy... Even if he did make my heart skip a beat. VAMPIRE/PARANORMAL/URBAN FANTASY

Full Throttle by JosieNyxx

I've made it out of that nightmare I used to call home. The last person my parents had entrusted with my safety was a lie. The man I was being married off too turned out to be a ruthless monster. Escape was my only choice if I was going to come out alive. Now, I'm hundreds of miles away from the only home I knew. Living in a car, scraping by. Enduring what I was afraid of to begin with. A rich girl like me was not meant for the streets. But I'll be damned if they drag me down. If it means survival from here on out to keep me away from the hands of my own family so be it. But the universe seemed to have a different plan for me. One with three men, 3 bikes and a load of baggage they are not ready to deal with. Protecting myself is a priority, especially with the life that is growing inside of me. Distance is key, survival is crucial and staying the hell away from these men is detrimental. They've got no idea the hell that is me, Juniper Vanderbilt.

In Debt To The Devil by ElysianHer

"Why-why is he here?" I asked slightly feeling panicked. "Your father, Step- father owes me money. 36 million pounds to be exact." Stefan said as he buttoned his suit and looked at file on the desk. "Well we don't have that kind of money." I said as I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at my fathers. "They need more time to pay it all off, it is true. I thought they will be able to pay it. So, I gave them five months. The third months can't be paid. They don't even one third of the annual payment. I believe you will a talk about my offer to them very soon." He said as he was walking towards me. "W-Wh-Why?" I asked as he approached me as I looked up at him. He was tall but, I was not very short either. He must be 6 feet but I was 5 feet and 7 inches. With my heels I was 5 feet 10 inches. His intense gaze on me made my chest warm. "You are part of it." The devil said in low voice as he stood next to me. I couldn't move or think for a few moments. His hot breath fell on my neck and it sent a shiver down my spine and make my breath hitch. Stefan Black entered my life. And my life fell into darkness. I am Diana Martin or was. Now, I am Diana Black. I belong to Stefan Black. He owns me. I am leverage, a useless asset to him. If makes my life hard I will make his hell. But, how would I make it work when he has seen worse, done worse. His secrets and past catch up to him. The innocent Diana is between the cross fire. She stands there between K and Stefan. Who will he save? Himself from K's wrath and plans or Diana who fucks up his command every chance she gets. He wants to control her by keeping her in the dark she hates being lied to. She is curious and loves a good fight, pushing his buttons, stepping into the light of truth. With forthcoming danger what are the Black's going to do. Co operate with each other and get along by being allies or staying apart, fighting until death or should one say K comes knocking on their door? Mature Content

Chosen For Death by queensilver

The Monster: I am the darkness that stalks you, the whisper you hear in the dead of night, the monster that hides beneath your bed. You've always belonged to me. You can run, but I live for the chase. You can beg me to leave, but I know you crave the terror. The Haunted: I feel him-death-lurking at every corner. I'm trapped in his world. I don't recognize myself anymore, with him always by my side, whispering, watching, waiting for me to fall into his shadows. And I can't escape him. Not when I crave him. Unedited♡

Confess I Love You by kyzzesss

They call me a mage of light, but light has never truly belonged to me. What lives in my chest is no gift, it is a curse. A mark that burns, binding me to powers I cannot control, a mark that the Shadow Herald himself hunts, whispering that one day it will consume me whole. I should have told Kael. I should have told him long ago, before the secrets turned into chains of their own. But how could I confess, to the boy who fights at my side, who smiles as if I were his sun, when every truth I hold could shatter what we have? The Heart of Dawn was supposed to save us. Instead, it revealed me. At the Academy of Eldoria, shadows slipped past ancient wards, and students fell screaming. In my desperation, I burned myself nearly to death to keep them safe. Now Kael, Calista, Thorne, even little Vivi, they fight beside me, yet I wonder how long they'll stay once they learn the whole truth. This is not a tale of chosen heroes. It is a tale of a cursed girl who wields light with shaking hands, and who loves with a heart chained in shadow.

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THE IMMORTAL: Vaelorian Vale

"A mortal girl, an Immortal curse, and a love that defies centuries" Elera Vienne decides to leave the chaos of her parents' divorce and live with her grandparents in the quiet, rain-kissed town of Raventon Hallow, she only dreams of peace - and of finally finishing her first novel. But peace was never meant for the curious. Drawn to the misty mountain behind her grandparents' home, Elera finds herself standing before a forgotten mansion - and the man who lives there. Rowan Vale, distant and mysterious, guards his solitude like a secret. Yet the more Elera is pulled into his world, the more the line between myth and reality begins to blur. Love blooms where it shouldn't - between a Mortal and an Immortal, between duty and desire, between a curse and a promise centuries old. But what happens when Elera discovers that her bloodline carries a fate older than her heart - and that she is destined to be the Watcher, born to punish the very man she's learned to love? In a world where memories fade and immortality comes with a price, can love survive the weight of time... or will it be forgotten again? "He's been waiting for her for a thousand years. But when she finally returned - she was destined to destroy him." or "She was meant to punish him. He was destined to love her. But fate... has always loved irony."