What kind of monster do you think I am?
Molly will find out, someone, this monster that's killing all these people; he'll find someone and force them tell.
That monster might have still been in the house!
They looked as if they'd been torn apart by some monster she couldn't imagine.
His door flew open to reveal a huge, furry monster with fangs.
The dark monster sat in a dark corner of her mind and sobbed so loud, she thought them real.
This was what she was bound to for eternity, the monster behind all the evil in the world.
I'm a deity, not a monster, Gabriel, and I happen to see the Future.
She wanted to see what the beast looked like, what kind of monster he'd be, yet knew if she saw him in full light, he was on his way to kill her.
Some sort of monster psychic connection between us?
Jared, wounded and vulnerable, had been cornered by another demon in its monster shape with drool dripping off its teeth.
Kiera was bound to be traumatized until she saw for herself there were no monster-sized spiders on Romas's home planet.
She was expecting some sort of alien monster to inhabit the brutal planet.
He had never felt such shame and self-loathing. He closed the door to his room, and leaning against it, thought, what kind of monster have I become?
She seemed so distraught, especially when he called her a monster; no way did she want him dead.
She wanted to think he'd done it to help her, but what kind of a monster could execute another in cold blood?
I created this monster that can hack into our systems and make herself disappear.
The monster stirred when she was threatened, but had never awoken completely before.
If I could share with him what madness the monster brings!
Now, you have an obligation to the monster you created.
What kind of monster refuses to kill women?
The country was ravaged by a monster, the Sphinx; Oedipus solved the riddle which it proposed to its victims, freed the country, and married his own mother.
Hibil allows himself to be half swallowed by the monster, but is unhurt, and compels his antagonist to recognize the superiority of Mana rabba, the God of light, and to divulge his profoundest secret, the hidden name of darkness.
He says she was a monster; and she was running straight toward the hills with a little lamb in her mouth.
The twelve labors of Hercules were trifling in comparison with those which my neighbors have undertaken; for they were only twelve, and had an end; but I could never see that these men slew or captured any monster or finished any labor.
With its huge ungainly limbs sprawling unsymmetrically, and its gnarled hands and fingers, it stood an aged, stern, and scornful monster among the smiling birch trees.
But this is a monster and neither a man nor a father!