Monster High Room の小説・ストーリー

He yells as he runs throughout the house, searching each of the rooms. I laugh at his antics but make my way to the room I had already called dibs on. It was on the corner of the building and provided an uninterrupted view of the city. I know that I would never find Wynter from here, but the view helped to ease both my wolf and myself. "THERE'S A POOL AND HOT TUB, A GAMES ROOM, A GYM, A SAUNA, MOVIE THEATRE, AND EVEN A BAR!" I heard Kenji scream as he runs into my room, making me laugh once more.

It’s too much activity for nine-something in the morning. I inhale, push the door open to the second floor wing, and instantly hear shouting. Not angry shouting though, creative shouting. “No… NO… who unplugged the key light?” “Maya, breathe.” “I will not breathe until the light breathes.” Okay. This is… a lot. I knock lightly on the propped-open door. Inside looks exactly like I imagined a queer media division would look like a tornado made of lighting gels, half-finished posters, tripods, and glitter. Actual glitter. It’s on the floor like someone sprinkled it instead of sweeping.

She smiles at us and hands me a key card. “Room 15 is available. You have it for three hours,” she says. “Have fun, girls.” We make our way down the hallway, checking the room numbers until we find ours. I slide the key card and push open the door. The room is perfect, not too big, not too small, with a comfortable couch, a big screen TV, and two microphones sitting on the table. “This is amazing!” Zoey squeals, immediately running over to grab one of the microphones. “I’m going first!”

In the hallway they saw cool gray walls, white doors that had circle black key card sensors on them to you could unlock and next to the door were numbers that told you what room you would be going into, windows that overlooked the city on the other wall on the hallway, warm gray carpeting that had a swirl design on it, white ceilings that had circular lights built into it, and smoke detectors that went straight down the ceiling in a line all the way down to the end of the hallway. Beau said, "Alright our room is 5020. It should just be straight down the hallway." He walked down the hallway while Marigold followed close behind him. He looked at the number that were sitting next to the doors u

It settles in the cleft in my chin. She sees me as some old Hollywood movie star. “Room 502,” She says it almost like a robot. I’ve never been this good before, but I don’t feel bad about it. We have a job to do and we’re getting it done. We don’t even pause to see if she realizes we’re gone. We just head towards the elevator. It’s covered in velvet and there are mirrors everywhere. It is very retro and probably an appeal to the tourists.

I stood there watching him, the excitement all over his face, and I couldn’t even blame him, because back at Ruben’s house we shared the smallest room he had and now he was standing in something that felt like a whole different world. Everything was modern—the curtains, the sheets, the wardrobe arrangements, the wall designs. It was too much in a way that made it hard to look away. “Come,” Mason said, holding out his hand. “I have something else to show you.” Lior climbed off the bed, took Mason’s hand, and followed him. We walked down a long corridor before Mason stopped at a door and opened it. I gasped. The room was massive. Four ride-on cars were lined up neatly, all different, all looki

“Each one looks like they are fight scenes. With people and animals fighting… monsters. Good grief, how could I forget that? Those monsters. The little ones looked like smoke and tentacles. There were so many types of monsters and it got confusing seeing some attacking each other. We need to look at them in a fresh perspective.” “This all on this whiteboard you are talking about?” Larin clarified with Gemma and Becky, who bother nodded. “The next thing we have to discuss is where have we got the Fear Mongers cornered? I know we have some in the attic and basement of the main house and in the crypt there’s a room we’ve locked them in. Hugo, did you and Angelica find any?”

I've heard her speak before but still, I've lost count of how many times she's told me to 'come. I followed after her. There were three more doors. Monika opened the one in the middle and nodded over to the room. I stepped in and realized that it was a bedroom. The walls were painted soft pink and there were a lot of stuffed animals on the bed. Most of them were small beard and wolves.

I see the disappointment in them, and I feel bad for him, it’s not his fault his daughter’s a dumb brat. We finally reach a pair of grand double doors. However, it is the insignia on it that seems oddly familiar… but before I can observe it, the doors are opened and a wave of power comes from within. “You've got this,” I say softly to Royce. Our eyes meet as he threads his fingers with mine. Placing a kiss on my hand, we step into the brightly lit room. It’s not what I imagined. The huge room is circular shape, and it is bathed in a golden glow. A huge golden chandelier hangs from the middle of the domed ceiling.

All of the bedroom doors were still closed, but an icy draft made Mike turn his head. "This one," he said, grabbing the doorknob. It was icy to the touch. Pushing gently inward, he found himself looking at the blue room, the one that Beth had said his dad probably stayed in. It was an odd thought, so suddenly, but had his dad stayed here? If so, had the monsters remained hidden, or did he simply forget? The room looked untouched, but the closet door was open, an icy wind emanating from it. Moving close, he opened up a strobe light app on his phone. Stepping wide to avoid a sudden assault, his jaw dropped.