Re Monster Light の小説・ストーリー

I had lost a lot of blood. My head started swimming around and I felt light-headed but I willed myself to stay conscious. "Deliciae, please speak clearly. That can't be right. You never mentioned anything about a baby to me." He was terrified and hurt. It was easy to tell. I wanted to comfort him but I couldn't. I looked behind him and saw his mother staring at me and I thought I saw a small smirk on her face but I couldn't be sure. It could have been a trick of the light or something.

It seemed Pete had better taste in things like this. “Are you frequent?” She asked while looking at the bar's interior. The lights were dim but bright enough to spot irregular activities but there were some tables with darker lights than the others. “Yes, my friend own this place. We come here to chill some weekends.” Amelia nodded, maybe she got him wrong. Maybe not. “Aren't you going to get me drinks?” Amelia asked. “What do you want?” “Tequila. Five bottles.” Pete smiled, “Okay.” Even though he wasn't going to get as much as that.

I turned on the light, already knowing what the sound was. The beam fell on the small plastic tank and I almost dropped the light when I saw the thing staring back at me. Tentacles wavered around its reptilian-looking body, then it darted away from the light. I shone the torch around but it would always try to avoid the beam. I realized with a creeping dread that it was the only one left, and it had grown. A lot. It was the size of a small frog and bore no resemblance to the smiling creatures on the box I’d received. It was a monster.

Dara couldn’t find William at the funeral nor could she find any of his friends. It was getting dark. The moon was out now. Just after some minutes, Dara started feeling dizzy. It felt like she was about to change into that monster again. She could see hair growing on her hand, her arms, and her legs and soon on her face too. What could she possibly do? There were a lot of people there.

That willowy figure glanced at the corner of the room from where came those whimpers the monster tilted it is head an eerie smile on its face that scared her. She wanted her Mama, those pretty blue eyes that were filled with hope and light. Not this monster whose eyes were almost black. So black that there was no light. The monster walked in the darkness and looked down at the boy who hid in the darkness a fool. Don't he know that monster doesn’t come in the light? Then why hide in the darkness? See it caught him. “What are you looking at?” Oh no, the monster saw her. Something hit her and a warm trail of red trickled down her temple. She looked up the monster was looking at her, it could h

“The room was enveloped in darkness, there was a sound of droplets hitting the ground, the room smelled like a rotting corpse. There was a tapping on the door like someone was baning in morse code. The sound stopped when a large metal door opened a monster showed up. There was a pounding against the wall and one of the lights flickered on, the light brightened the room. But the people in the room were better off not knowing who put them there, the monster walked closer to the people chained and shackled against the wall. They kept screaming why are you doing this to me?'' Let me out. I have a family. Please do not do this to me. The Monster did not say anything to the man he just walked over

The raw, ancestral energy radiated from her core, the silver light pushing back the toxic orange glow illuminating the massive chamber. "I can't shoot all of them, Queenie!" Lyra yelled, her pneumatic crossbow barking as she fired a heavy explosive bolt into the chest of the nearest creature. The projectile detonated in a flash of blue sparks, fracturing the monster’s obsidian skin, but the beast barely stumbled. It roared, its gaping, faceless maw exhaling a plume of sulfurous smoke as it charged through the debris.

A blast of cold, damp air rushed out from the darkness, smelling of mildew, old stone, and iron. I stepped inside first, my large shoulders almost brushing against the narrow stone doorway. Kaelen followed right behind me, with Paul and Homer at the rear. Our footsteps echoed loudly in the cave-like hallway. We walked past rows of cold, empty cells. The stone walls were dripping with moisture, and the only light came from flickering torches mounted on the walls. It was a miserable place, meant to break a wolf’s spirit. We walked deeper into the dark level, moving toward the very last cell at the end of the corridor.

It was so bright that it looked like a piece of the sun had exploded inside the void. It came out of nowhere, pushing away the shadows that had been choking Corin for weeks. Corin had to close his eyes and turn his head away because the white light was too blinding for his tired eyes to handle. The monstrous version of Corin, which was actually the darkness that overtook his body, reacted with pure terror. “Hisss!!” It hissed like a snake and backed away, its scary face filled with a very scared expression. The monster lived in the dark, and it hated the light more than anything. It tried to run away and hide, but the light was everywhere. The blinding light hit the monster with a powerful f

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.