Monster High Andy Beast の小説・ストーリー

“Hi, Miss Moner.” Isabelle flinched as she heard a deep-throated groan behind her. She turned slowly and faced Andrew, who stood by the door, his shoulder leaning on the frame. He licked his lips as he tucked his hands in his slacks pockets. His dark grey eyes complemented his flowing smoky black hair. He wore a white T-shirt which seemed to be too tight around his large biceps and toned chest. . She stood there timid in her black sweatpants and hoodie, with the hood covering a part of her face. Only her parted lips could be seen by Andrew.

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”

Tears overflowed my eyes. “Then tell me who’s hurting you, Spade.” The sudden tone change startled me. “I don’t know. A monster.” I covered my face. “I’m scared. Please, come and help me.” “Do you want this to end?” The voice hardened. “Yes.” “Then answer me honestly, Spade. No more lying.” She sounded angry now. “I swear I’m not lying. It’s a man without a face. A tall man with a tattoo of a snake on his right hand. He’s scary. His eyes are red. He’s a monster. Please, help me.”

"But Silas is holding off the guards at the elevator, and Isabella just gave Victor the encryption key. If we don't upload the 'Sequence 6' antidote to my broadcast array in the next ten minutes, this romantic moment is going to be our last." Julian pulled back, the "Monster" returning to his eyes—but this time, he was hunting for us. He grabbed the vial and looked at Myra. "The array is at the very top of the flare tip, isn't it?" "Eighty floors up," Myra confirmed. "And it's raining fire." "Then let’s give the world something worth watching," Julian said, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the chaos.

More than anything in his life! Andy laughed at his brother's expense. "Didn't I tell you that she was an unstable bitch? What were you doing alone with her anyway?" "Not of your business, little brother," "Think you can handle The Beast, big bro?" "You know, I never back down from a challenge," He grinned mischievously. "I see," Andy looked at him slyly.

Alessio rasped against his lips. Noa’s breath hitched. “I’m” “Say it.” “I’m fuck I’m yours.” “That’s all I care about.” His hands slid under Noa’s shirt, pressing against the bruises, the stitches, like he needed to own every broken piece before the world tore them apart. Noa’s gasp cracked in his throat. “We’re monsters.” “Then let’s be monsters together.” They devoured each other, tearing at buttons, dragging desperate moans from each other’s mouths, clawing past the blood and the lies, needing something real.

The walls were painted white and a huge open window was next to the door. I looked at myself and noticed that I was still in Hunter's pajamas. Hunter!. I kept quiet going through what had happened to me. When everything came crashing down on me, my eyes were filled with tears. Hunter was the monster that had abducted me. I saw him shift twice!. I was in disbelief but couldn't go against what my eyes had seen. He did shift into that creature. I was running for my life when he caught up to me and grabbed my hand tightly. When I tried to fight him off he growled so loudly and shifted into that beast right in front of me.

Immediately I hear this, my head snaps in the direction of the voice and I am face to face with him – a monster. He is sitting in a big chair on the right side of the room and watching me with the same intensity that he had watched me with when he saw me in that clearing right before I lost consciousness. I watch him now and take him in properly. He is at least ten feet tall and even while seated, his body and posture take so much space and command so much attention that he makes me feel like he can hold me in one hand and snap me like a twig. On his head are two black horns, curved outwards like an upside down ‘s’. His eyes are orange and the more he watches me, the more they glow. He has o

"You promised we'd leave if it got this bad. It's worse than bad now. It's a nightmare." Jess said nothing, just stood there, the storm raging inside him matching the one outside. Finally, he rasped, almost inaudible, "I made other promises too." Reiley sucked in a sharp breath. Of course he had. Promises of loyalty. Of secrets bigger and blacker than either of them. Secrets that had dragged them into this life and would not let them go. "To who?" she demanded, voice cracking. "To them? To the monsters who use children like shields?"

“Let’s go.” We started walking, and the group fell into step behind us. Heath was still carrying Andy, who was now pointing excitedly at every ride we passed. Julia walked beside me, her arm brushing against mine every so often. “Julia!” Heath called from behind us. “I won Andy another plushie!” I turned to see Heath holding up a ridiculously large stuffed bear with a smug grin on his face. Andy was beaming, clutching the bear like it was the greatest thing he’d ever seen.