Jackson Monster High 소설 & 이야기

But my grandfather sent me again to another school named 'HARRISON UNIVERSITY' A typical but high-end school congested with bitches, nerds, lovers, jerks, bullies, and the pathetic ones who love to see themselves bullied. Not until I started to see bizarre things, I never wish to involve with. 'Monsters'—that's what Harrison University has. From that day on, I learn that all things happening inside this campus are bound to each other. Too late for me to realize that these will lead me to the place where I can find the identity that I myself don't want to bring back.

I can't believe I'm going to take another cold shower all because I'm resisting myself from f*cking little bunny. The monster is standing tall, refusing to fall down. It's so huge and hard like a rock. I slowly started moving my palm through it, stroking it gently. A soft moan escaped my lips as I rub the monster in a swift motion. At last, the white discharge flipped through the tiny opening at the top of the monster, I breathed heavily and threw my head backwards.

They were shaking violently, but I could still feel the hum of that strange, massive power vibrating beneath my skin. Where did that strength come from? I thought, my heart hammering against my ribs. I don't even have my wolf yet. How did I just overpower an Alpha? "Oh, Moon Goddess," I whispered, staring at the blood. “Jake? Are you okay?” “I’m not fucking okay! You just threw me on a table and now I’m fucking dying!” He groaned in pain. “I’m sure it’s not a big… problem. You can heal right?” “Arrrgghhhhh!” He groaned in pain, his face pale as he clutched his bleeding stomach, unable to move without screaming.

I braced for the impact— —but a roar split the night. A golden blur crashed into the Voidhollow, knocking it across the gym. The creature shrieked, slamming into the wall with bone-rattling force. I blinked through the dust. A boy stood between me and the monster—broad shoulders rising and falling, golden hair catching the moonlight. His eyes glowed molten amber, his jaw set with fierce determination. Auren Ryker Drakovar. I knew him, even though today was just my first day. Everyone talked about him, but unlike Kael and Lucien. He is a quiet one. According to what I heard, he is a Dragon Prince and heir to the throne.

Nicholas Past Sweet Sixteen At twenty-one, I still live in the cottage on the Riccis' property. I realize I'm too old to be living with my mommy, but I have three very good reasons for staying. Sly Ricci, Mira Ricci, and Cielo Ricci. Sly is just an asshole, and I never know when he'll attack. Mira hates my mother because she is the young, beautiful maid her then-fiancé—very original—took up with and, to everyone's surprise, fathered a child with.

“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

"And the electricity we sent... it acted like an alarm clock." ​Suddenly, a low shaking sound started deep inside the mountains. It was the sound of a thousand stones breaking at the same time. ​Maya looked at Julian. Her heart sank. If the monster in the lake was only the first one to wake up, how will Maya and her friends stop the rest of the group before they reach the city?

She felt like she was staring into the face of a monster, a man who had once promised to love and support her but now seemed determined to destroy her. Did he even fear God? Emily's face contorted in disgust as she gazed at Jackson, her eyes filled with a deep loathing. Her lips curled into a sneer, and she spat out the words, "You're not human anymore, Jackson. You're a monster." Jackson's face twisted in rage, and he raised his hand, slapping Emily across the face with a resounding crack. Her head snapped to the side, and she felt a searing pain in her cheek.

"Please, Dad, we have to do what they say. I don't want you to get hurt. I don't want to hurt anyone anymore either." "Mr. James, the school owner, has the best place for all the monsters in school," Jackson said despite the stuttering tone. "We will assure you that your son will be in good hands. But can we ask you how you turned into a monster?" The Leviathan hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering between us. My wolf could see the indecision in his eyes, the battle raging within him.

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I