Monster House Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

Black venom dripped thickly from its jaws, hissing where it splashed into the flooded mud, sending up clouds of acrid steam. Around its massive form, smaller horrors crawled through the rising water—mutated wolves with too many eyes, pale-skinned swamp leeches the size of dogs, twisted deer skulls sprouting spider legs. The air itself seemed heavier, fouled by rot and sulfur. Inside the house, silence reigned. Junie clutched Jade to her chest. The baby slept peacefully, oblivious to the gods and monsters clashing outside. Simone and Willa hovered close, their faces pale and drawn. Jonah stood near the barricaded door, fists clenched tight, his jaw taut.

I made a plan that night to end her. The next night my parents had a big important party with some of my father’s clients from work. I knew that Rose would be over. When she arrived my mother kissed my forehead and left with my father. The sun hadn’t set yet so I asked Rose to go for a walk with me. She agreed and we took off into the woods behind my house. I got ahead of her and then made her think she had lost me. While she frantically looked for me I snuck behind her. I found a large piece of wood and crept up behind her. She heard the brush below my feet break as I approached her and quickly turned around. I then unleashed the Monster inside me. It was brutal and very sloppy. I honestly

"Good. Now, eat. You look fragile, and I prefer my prizes to be strong enough to hold their weight." As I walked toward the dining hall, I realized the "Monster" wasn't just paying for Leo's life. He was rebuilding mine into something he could control. I was Chapter 10 of a story I didn't want to be in, and the ending felt further away than ever.

“It is enchanted and has infinite spaces inside it. All I have to do is put the image of something I have seen before in my mind and it appears in the jacket.” “That is genius,” Marcus muttered. “But its only things I have seen before and they must be at a certain size,” Emma said stopping Marcus from asking anymore questions.” Five Head burst through the wall opposite them and they all stumbled back. Marcus was quick with his twin SIG SAUERs and fired off shots at the monster’s heads. The Monster flinched angrily from the shots and growled in pain but did not stop its running. Steve raised a very large and heavy mahogany desk over his head using his strength and hurled it at Five Head.

“Haha!” Monster suddenly roared with laughter. His voice was deep and sonorous. Jenson and Baby Robbie's complexion changed abruptly. Baby Robbie said, “Where did you learn this move from? It’s useless!” Jenson replied, “The moves aren’t useless, we are.” Monster broke free of the clutch of the silver needles and got up slowly. He flipped open a computer screen with the palm of his hand and revealed a revolver in it. Jenson and Baby Robbie exchanged glances with each other. Baby Robbie said, "It's over, we’re about to die.”

James laughed and told Micheal not to try it because, Monster is a vampire and he might killed Michael if he found out that zombies resist Micheal's blood, that will be the worst part because he want the world to continue like this. "It's none of your business just take me to him! and if you tried anything fun... you will be the first person to die! now led the way." Michael shouted at Dr. James. Monster chamber was the biggest house in the community, it has two entrance; the front and the back door. The building was silent and no reflection of any light can penetrate into the building because Monster is afraid of light, and also their is a big bathtub which Monster always soak himself into

I unlock the door as quietly as I can. Jonah’s asleep on the couch. He’s too big for it now—his legs hang off the edge, one arm thrown over his face and the other holding onto his inhaler—but he’s curled up under the blanket I bought him last Christmas. His sketchbook’s on the floor next to him, open to a page covered in dark, jagged lines. I kneel down. Look at the drawing. Monsters again. Always monsters. Claws and teeth and too many eyes, things that don’t look human but almost are, things that are breaking apart or putting themselves back together. I can never tell which.

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

I had read about them, but the ones I read didn’t hold much detail, and it was apparently because I was more of a movie type than a bookworm. I had asked for permission to leave the school from Miss Hellcat, and she granted me a go-ahead. That woman seriously needed to be admitted into a psychiatric clinic. What kind of headmistress allows violence to run rampant in her school and sits back like it's a soap opera? Then again, she already told me it wasn’t the regular school I was used to. I wandered between the towering shelves until I found what I needed. There were so many books about supernatural beings, but the ones I was most interested in were about the three monsters in my life.