Johnny Monsters University Novels & Stories

I asked, my voice a quiet thing now, dangerous even. Brian’s smirk collapsed. “Don’t—” His eyes flicked to the boy with panic blooming across his bruised face. “Don’t do this.” I ripped the gag from the boy’s mouth, making him gasp, with wide and teary eyes. “B-Brian?” he whispered, voice cracking. “What’s going on?” Such a sweet little lamb. He seemed one of those who still believed monsters only lived under his bed. He barely had time to breathe before I slammed a fist into his stomach. The sound he made was sharp and raw, like something dying, and then he curled up on the floor, gagging.

"This morning, one of my housekeepers lost his younger brother who went to get some documents from the cyber cafe near the town hall. According to him, his brother was killed by the monster while returning home. Are we all just going to sit down and watch? The blonde guy who just returned from Spain narrated. One would imagine that while he left Spain to return to his home land, it was terrorized by an unknown monster. Well, rumors have it that he was deported back over some alleged inaccurate documentation. Since he returned home, he has been showing off his money all over town. Unfortunately, he has not found his mate yet, or could it be that he also rejected his mate? I mean, at 38, he is

“That would be fine. Probably when you return from school.” “Thank you, matron. Good night.” “Sleep tight.” At Johnny's Apartment. The men returned to their apartment after they took the girls back to the hostel, and Johnny remained on his reading desk until 10 PM. Then, he gave Ruby a call and inquired about her hostel. He was disappointed that they were not harassed by anyone. Now, to achieve his aim more quickly, Johnny bypassed the Vice Chancellor and sent an official testament to the fifty-five years old Chairman of the University Governing Board, Prof. Harrison Fletcher. He stated that his friends were beaten up by Isabela Lucas and Edwina Adam. Just as he expected, he got a call from

John brought Mr. and Mrs. Arden, Jette, Drew, and Candy to the old University, the EGP Academy. With amazement from the face of Jette and Candy, the care-taker took the bag of John and greeted him happily and with full respect. John led the way. He walked towards an area of the said school not visible to the eyes of the public. To their surprise, it has a way towards the house of John. Remember the hotel where there is a family portrait? It is adjacent to the said old university. To Jette’s surprise, John’s secret room is full of cctv-like giant televisions. The televisions are recording the movement of all the students of the said university. Remember the classroom which Jette and Candy hav

Set the food on the counter, handed her the flowers awkwardly—she looked down at them like they were gold—and then crouched by the couch where John was now peeking over the back of it with wide, curious eyes. “Hey, little man,” Johnny said. John smiled. “Did you bring more pancakes?” Johnny laughed. “Not this time, bud. But I brought you something loud and annoying.” He held up the monster truck and pressed the button. It roared—loud, high-pitched, terrible. John’s face lit up. “YES!” he shouted, launching off the couch to grab it. Johnny watched him run off with the truck, crashing it into the coffee table immediately. A warmth spread through his chest.

A monster? The moment we step onto the grounds, the smell hits. It's the smell of copper and rot and something disgusting. My stomach lurches. Kira swears under her breath. Isaiah's jaw tightens as the backup soldiers fan out, their boots silent on the snow, their weapons drawn. Then the chanting reaches us. It's loud enough to vibrate in my bones. My hand rests on my stomach, my palm flattening over my bump on instinct. 'Please,' I think desperately. 'Please be okay.‘

The siblings made it back to the school they could tell that something was amiss as they began to stalk back to their classroom in silence. Avoiding the police took longer than either of them thought, the mother and daughter were ranting and raving about monsters, but Connor and Glory knew that they would never believe them. But the moment that Ethan Storm heard about what was going on they knew that he would demand an answer from them.

"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.

"The imported neural pastries must be hitting your palate with optimal metrics, correct?" Judy let out a low, analytical sigh, her legs shifting lazily as the red suede material of her tactical boots caught the fluorescent utility light. She fixed a sharp, ambitious gaze onto her brother's face. "Joanna's asset file has been permanently deleted from the network, Kieran. How exactly does your office intend to salvage our distribution contract with the Afolayan Dominion now?"

The ley lines beneath the university pulsed in recognition. Kael shifted back to human form, chest heaving, wounds already healing. Naked, bloodied, magnificent. “You two… still sane?” Damien gave a sharp nod, fangs retracted. “For now.” Serena raised her hands, sending a wave of protective violet energy that pushed back a wave of approaching infected. “We can’t stay here. They’re multiplying too fast.” A fresh horde poured from the freshman dorms — dozens of students, some still wearing pajamas, now snarling monsters. Among them, Kael spotted his little cousin, a bright-eyed freshman who had looked up to him like a hero.