Monsters Underneath our Beds

Monsters Underneath our Beds

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We've stopped looking for monsters underneath our beds, and started looking for them in our heads. I'm done. I'm done with the pain, the name calling, the laughs, the being pushed around, the crying. I'm just done. I've bottled up my emotions long enough. No one knows. I scream in the dark and no one hears. I cry in the corner and no one sees. I put on a fake smile and do my work and tell everyone that I'm fine, that I am perfect when inside I'm broken. I can't be fixed. No one can fix me. I am too far gone. I have made my choice and there is no going back now. No, oops I didn't mean to do that. Redo. I will kill myself because I am broken and no one cares. And so tonight the blood will run free. It will escape this prison of skin and be free.
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I sighed heavily as I scanned the forest. I had heard something or someone to be specific, wandering about. I decided I would leave once I affirmed they weren't a danger. "What are you doing in my land, human?" A deep enchanting voice spoke I sighed once again "I'm not human, just smell like one" I spoke as I turned around to see the most stunning man I have ever seen "Mate" he spoke "Find another female, Lycan" I spat He only growled at me in response. Men. My brother was the same way. It's kinda funny how all, correction, most shifter men think alike. I would've thought he would be different, after all, he is Lycan. Something of myths. But then again, so are the supernatural. I turned away from him, not even looking at him. I didn't want to remember what he looked like so I didn't give him a second glance. I heard him move closer. I quickly grabbed the knife out of my holster and threw it at a tree next to him. He stops moving then. "Heed my warning. It's the only one you'll get" I spoke coldly "I will find you. Then you will have no escape from me" he spoke as he backed away I could understand. Lycans, like lion-shifters, were going extinct. Therefore mates were even more important to them. But, even if I understood I still didn't want to be someone's mate. After all, I was Destiny Requalhi, Creator and Destructor of All. ------------------------------ Destiny Requalhi, a girl with a rough past and set in stone future. She wanted to be a normal lioness when she grew up but got so much more. She constantly is looking behind her back ready for a random attack to bestow itself upon her. How will she react when her biggest enemy comes back from death? ------------------------------ MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME READERS! Started - 9/12/19 Ended - 11/12/19 © Copyright All Rights Reserved 2019 awkwardlyrando(Hit me up any time about the book)

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