Jackson Monster High Novels & Stories

_______________ . . . ~ ~ ~ O L I V I A ~ ~ ~ . "You have turned into a monster, Olivia." Jackson dared to look like he was the one who was being wronged here. "I know what I did. And how wrong it was. But my mother-"

SAVANNAH "Mummy!" Sarah yelled before rushing towards me, a laugh escaped my lips as she jumped into my arms. This girl wasn't even acting like a child going through recovery, she was as energetic as anything. "My little pumpkin, how are you?" I put her down and then brushed my hands in her hair with the smile still on my face. She wrapped her hands around my neck, "I am fine, mummy, but I was so bored when you weren't here. I even thought that you weren't going to come" She pouted

And in the next second, a loud noise was heard, and the sky was torn by a loud thunder, the sound of the thunder was so loud that it was enough to shake the heavens and the brightness was so much that it was even hard to keep their eyes open and in the next second the monster was ripped into shreds. “What the fuck…” Damon said. “What did just happen?” Matt spoke as well. In the next second, the heart of the monster was thrown before them on the ground and was crushed by a foot. Everyone looked at Ashley covered in blood from head to toe standing before them while holding an unconscious Jason in her arms. She didn’t even break a sweat or looked tired at all, she just looked at her pack mates

I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue. "We are monsters, aren't we?" Nicodra asks deviously. "Yes, we sleep in beds and bathe in showers, eat with forks and knives—cooked foods—but we're beasts. I had heard that a woman of your pack killed her mate. Bizarre, isn't it?" "Tragic, I think," I answer. "I can't lie, it's been on my mind. Horrible, terrible thing." David says, "We're choosing to move on from the incident."

~Harriet~ “It was you who did it, wasn't it?” She asked, and I soon realized what exactly she was talking about–the sex video I had taken of both she and Jackson. My lips curled up, and I stared at her dead in the eye without wavering. “So what if it was me?” I asked, and I saw her jaw clench. Probably from anger, or from helplessness. “Fuckin' bitch! I'm going to kill you!” She yelled, lunging at me once more, but I'd only kicked her to the side, making her fall. She hissed, and I heard bone cracking. I guessed that she had dislocated her hip as she fell.

To fight a monster, one must become a monster to defeat one. Damon was the definition of a monster. He was a centuries-old demon slayer who kept his seat at the top of the pecking order. Clenching her fists, fear gnawed inside Maleficent’s heart. The squirming goblin in front of her seat was rattling with fear after feeling the heated gaze of the Glutton heir. Placing her chin atop her palm, for the first time, Cent did not bother to listen to what the goblin professor was talking about. It was her last subject for her first day of class, and so far, a hell of a lot of things have happened. But, at least, she was able to learn the pecking order within the dragon-scaled walls of Transylvania

All I could hope for her to be happy and never come back to this place . I got up from the park bench . The early morning sun didn't help much with the cold either. I smiled at how terrified Belle was of giving her finals . She had clung on the phone call forever to find comfort .It felt good to know that the things that scared her were as simple as that. I picked up my pace to the haunted place I was forced to call home .

The monster disappeared in front of them and appeared again just near where they’re standing, thrusting its fist to crush Fruto and Ponjie into bits. At this moment, Fruto squinted his eyes and launched himself like lightning at the monster. He jumped lightly on the monster’s fist, using the force to jump once more. He raised his knees in the air, twisted his hips and delivered a powerful side kick in the monster’s eyes.

Jackson knight. Jackson is our worst enemy, he is a greedy bitch that wants all the power, but he does it in the most cruel way. He is a terrorist and a true monster from the pits of hell and will stop at nothing to get what he wants, unfortunately for him, I'm the devil himself. *present time* ~Xavior's POV

“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?”