Jackson/holt Monster High Novels & Stories

My face still screams helpless, naive schoolgirl—a laughable, highly deceptive shell for the cold-blooded heir of a top-tier Assassin Family. Suddenly, a loud buzzing noise shatters the silence. A massive holographic billboard, miraculously untouched by the Zerg attack, flickers back to life above the intersection. A new advertisement pops up on the screen. No, not an ad. A Bounty Poster. It displays the face of the werewolf who jumped over my head earlier. He is handsome, in a wild, untamed, deeply dangerous sort of way. His chaotic red eyes glare out from the digital projection. But I am not looking at his handsome face. My eyes are entirely glued to the glowing yellow numbers beneath his

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

"They think it's funny because of my name. It’s just a joke." "Stay away from them, Rose.” He grabbed my arm, his grip surprisingly strong. “Do you hear me? Those men... they aren't businessmen. They’re monsters. They’re dangerous." "I know, Dad," I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. "I know." But as I drove, all I could feel was the pulsing ache between my legs. I was terrified of them, but God, I was already craving the way they took me. I was a couple of days away from being their captive, and I was already drowning in the need for their touch.

“This marks the sixth death in two months. The Council has yet to identify the group calling themselves the ‘Rogue Cell,’ led by the mysterious ‘Monster Queen.’ Fear is gripping the Alpha Elite as the killer continues to bypass the most advanced security systems in Nocturna…” I scoffed and muted the screen. "The Monster Queen. What a ridiculous name." "She’s efficient, Kaelen," Silas reminded me. "No DNA. No footprints. Just bodies." The elevator opened to the penthouse of Lord Aaron, a man who had spent his life hoarding riches and looking down on the weak. Now, he was slumped over his desk, his eyes wide with a terror that had frozen on his face. The room was covered in blood. Whoever did

Abel stepped forward. The air moved with him. No fury. No shouting. No grand speeches. Just death walking. Jax spread his hands, earth rumbling beneath them. “You think you scare me? You were my favorite experiment.” Abel didn’t answer. “Everything you are,” Jax continued, circling, “I made.” Wind curled around Abel’s shoulders like a cloak. “You are a monster,” Abel said quietly. “And you will not live to hurt anyone else.” Jax barked a laugh. “If I’m a monster, it’s only because of my true blood. The same blood that runs through her.” He jerked his chin toward Sophie. “Lucian’s blood.”

she whispered as she did this. Emily is the first child of Oscar Lee. Her mother is human, and sadly, Emily took after her. Much to Oscar Lee’s dismay, it was discovered when Emily was born that she is a human and has no wolf. Emily had never met her mother, Benita, and the last time she saw pictures of her was a long time ago when she was a kid. Suddenly, as the day passed, the number of pictures continued to diminish, and soon there was not a single one left.

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

“The Tall Man isn’t a ghost. He’s a zombie!” Scarlet smiles, going over to the base of the stairs. “Well, you’re in luck. I just happen to know that zombies don’t like cinnamon. All we have to do is put a little pinch of it by your door and he won’t be able to come into your room anymore.” “Really?” Jackson’s face lights up. “Really.” Jackson comes down the stairs. “Are you my nanny?” “I am. My name is Scarlet.” “I’m Jackson. I’m four years old. Did you know that babies grow inside their mommy’s tummies before they pop out of their belly button?”

Riley spoke just as quickly and now she really did look worried that they would run but Jake knew that it had to be for different reasons. “Yeah no problem boys have either of you seen them at all since school” Ethan looked at Max and he shook his head no. Jake nodded his head making his way out of the house through the back door running at full speed as something pulled him into the forest. His mind with racing all the things that they could learn all the things that they would learn the moment that they got their hands on the Hale kids. His mind was racing so fast that he could not hear the panic thumping of his heart telling him that there was a monster nearby.

I commanded and he looks at me. "Is Tiara your cousin??" I asked. "Yes ma, she is" he replied. 😘Jackson p.o.v 😘. I don't remember offending anyone, why would a monster enter my house, how did it even gain entrance. Who is she? or is it? she is for the vampiress's face while, it, is for the bat's face. "One wish, I want my human face!!!" she said and everywhere shook that I had to look down in fear.