Monster High Jackson Jekyll Novels & Stories

When she finally came out the monster inside me was strong and wanting blood. "You should have just gone back to Seattle love. Now I am going to have to do things I have only dreamed about." I said as I quickly pounced on her. I heard the bones break as she hit the ground and heard her scream of pain as I plunged the needle into her neck. I wanted her to see my eyes as she slowly lost conciseness. I turned her over and watched the fear in her eyes as she passed out. Now you are mine, Josephine.

Jackson shakes his head and slowly shifts back to his wolf. He is in feral form, and I am in human form. We turned in a circle, looking into each other's eyes. When Jackson lunges at me, screaming that he's going to rip me apart, I only partially shift my hand and bury it in Jackson's chest, taking advantage of his momentum. I felt my hand break into Jackson's ribs and gripping his heart, I ripped it out, and lift it into the air, blood running down my arm as I looked into Jackson's startled eyes. He looks at his still beating heart in my hand, then at the hole in his chest, and finally at me. He drops to his knees.

The spider from my dream—the monstrous, car-sized beast with glowing yellow eyes—was here, its massive body twisting and writhing as it emerged from the shadows. “How is this possible?” I whispered, my voice trembling. The spider let out a screech, its fangs dripping with venom. “Priscilla,” Jake said, his voice urgent, “we’ll talk about Jena later. Right now, we have a real problem.” The spider lunged, its massive legs crashing down where Jake and I had been standing just seconds before. Jake shoved me aside, drawing his blade and slashing at one of its legs. The blade connected, leaving a shallow gash, but the spider barely seemed fazed.

Jack chuckled and dropped the bags, wrapping his arms around her. "I miss you too, Mom." My heart clenched at their interaction, and I turned my head to the side. "And who's this?" she asked, looking at me curiously. I smiled at her and extended my hand for a handshake. "I am Amanda Raymond, Jack's girlfriend," I said and glanced at Jack, who nodded in approval. My eyes widened as she pulled me into a hug. "It's nice to have you here," she breathed, and I tensed up.

I added; she looked at me with confusion on her face. "Does it mean I am different from you?" She asked, and I didn't have a choice but to nod my head slowly. "How about him, the one who attacked you?" She inquired, and I took a deep breath. "Well, he is a hybrid, and hybrids are the most dangerous opponents that we have; his kind is half werewolf and half mage," I responded, and Victoria's eyes got so big, and she opened her mouth, but she closed her it without saying anything. I know there are so many things playing on her head right now.

" he enquired. "Jackson's a sensitive person, baby. He's...delicate, and he's kind and bubbly and outgoing. He's like a...a Golden Retriever." Michael and I shared a laugh. "He's just amazing. And Jackson also likes simple stuff. Like...retelling paranormal stories and his theories, even though he doesn't read much. I think it's safe to say that he believes that there's a...different species out there." Michael snorted. "One that is a wolfman that can get pregnant." He rolled his eyes. "Still traumatized about that,"

Jackson turns back into a human body and rushes forward, grasping my arm and hoisting me to my feet as I sway back and forth, my legs feeling as though they are about to give out at any moment. “Shit, Raven, are you alright?” he runs his hands over me, checking for injuries. I tiredly bat his hand away. “The blood’s not mine,” I choke out. He exhales in relief. Hades, now human, and Marissa too, stand close by. Hades moves closer, his own eyes assessing the condition I’m in. Jackson immediately turns on Marissa. “I knew this would happen,” he explodes, “Raven managed to take two out and she’s an anomaly, you’re a white wolf,” he said, annoyed, “and you couldn’t even defeat one for fuck sake!

she asks. Jackson smirks as he gets up from his chair. “A green, furry, pot-bellied, pear-shaped, snub-nosed, humanoid creature with a cat-like face and cynical personality,” Jackson rumbles it off on one note and one breath. “Stink. Stank. Stunk.” River rolls her eyes dramatically. “So, madam, I’ll go take that shower.” He struts off. “You got my approval, Jackson Devil Blackburn,” she shouts after him. “You can buy a ring.”

anymore. I hated that doll Ophelia gave me. I cut it to pieces. But she didn't get mad. She just smiled and pulled out a remote. With a light press of a button, I started vomiting violently, my whole body shaking. Ophelia looked pleased with herself. "See what I can do now? I can make you throw up whenever I want. You killed our dad, and then you pretended to be some genius to steal Mom's love. This is exactly what you deserve."