Jackson Monster High Novels & Stories

More like three voices in one. Hera chuckles behind us. "There he is. The monster hidden under his fake civility." I can't breathe. I've never seen him look so terrifying. Hera sashays to her red car, and I panic. "Wait, what are you doing?! Take him with you!" I say, my voice shaky. "You should tame your monster first. He looks like he's about to riot," she responds, and I glance at Tyler's unmoving form. A small pool of blood is forming under him.

she puts her hands over her ears and starts to shake her head from side to side --“I don’t want to hear it, no.” “Come on,” Jackson laughs. “I’ll take you into town. And when the war between our species starts in earnest, remember that it was the monsters that showed you mercy, not your own kind.”

He still couldn’t believe that she would think of his or his pack as monsters, especially when she was living with one. "Yes, a place full of monsters. Don't try to play your games there. The monsters will tear you into pieces." He snapped, making Faith shrink back in fear. He had not done anything to make her fear him yet she behaved as if he was going to eat her alive. But he felt it was good that she feared him, especially after what she had done. "Wh…what did you do to Jackson? Are you going to kill him?" Her voice shook as she questioned him. How could she still be worried about the bastard who did nothing but hurt her?

Jackson turns his head away, likely considering the conversation over but Maya refuses to back down. She rises from the armchair and stomps in front of him, blocking his line of sight. "Don't you think they have a right to be there? They're part of this family, part of this world. You can't keep them hidden away forever." "I'm trying to protect them!" he shouts, his voice echoing through the room. "Don't you understand? This world is full of monsters, and I won't let them anywhere near my children."

Monica can’t believe that this was what her life has become. Jackson. Fashion. Dreams coming true in ways she never would have imagined. But she misses the important part of her. Her one and only baby boy. Her child. And the sex! Mouthwatering Sex! Actual Sex! Yummy, delicious, dirty, filthy, sweet, kinky, curl your toes until you feel it in your nose sex! “Come on. Let’s go home,” Monica tells Jackson blissfully. He takes Monica's hand, and they wave goodbye to their friends, promising to meet them all for breakfast in the morning before people begin heading their separate ways.

I’d walked straight into his trap, playing my part without even knowing. “Why do you need me to intercept Leonidas’s pack, Father? What games are you playing now?” My words came out sharper than I intended. Darian laughed, the sound deep and mocking. “Oh, you silly girl. What did you think I sent you there for? To fall in love and make babies?” His smirk twisted into something cruel. “Please. No one will ever want that with you, not while you’re my daughter. Don’t you know vampires are seen as monsters? Who would want a monster as a wife… or a mother?”

“Which checks out—since you’re just a pretty little cunt with daddy issues.” Crack. The back of my hand slammed across his mouth so hard his head jerked sideways. I stepped into him, eyes locked on his, and my voice low and shaking. “Wrong,” I whispered. “I’m your worst fucking nightmare.” His lip split, but he only laughed like a maniac. I’d met his kind before—men who fed on fear, one who didn’t break with pain. But even monsters had a threshold. And I knew exactly where to find his.

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

"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.

Before I could grasp it, a sudden pounding rattled the door. Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang! Father's urgent voice came through, muffled but unmistakable. "Jason, why haven't you come out yet? Are you alright?" My sister's brow furrowed. "This is bad. If you keep hiding, the monster might start suspecting something." "It's fine," I said after a moment's thought. "I'll talk to him." If "Father" really was the monster, he still couldn't kill me unless the death condition was triggered.