Monsters Inc Randall Novels & Stories

“You think you scare me?” Carlo stood slowly, walking over to the window, looking out over the city. “You should be scared. I’m not the same man you knew before” “Yeah?” Marcus sneered. “From boss to babysitter.” “You made a mistake touching her,” Carlo said. “You wanted my attention? You’ve got it. And now I’m coming for you.” “Big words,” Marcus replied, but his tone wasn’t as cocky anymore.

He didn't say a word, but he put his hand on the headboard of the bed—a silent promise. "Is the monster gone?" Leo asked, looking at Silas. Silas looked at me, then down at our son. "The monsters are in cages now, Leo. And we’re the ones with the keys.

I slowly muttered, "Dad, if it comes down to it, and you can only save one of us, who do you choose? Me or Harper?" His lips parted, but no sound came out. Just then, Randall's phone buzzed. Looking like a man who had just been thrown a lifeline, he answered it instantly. It was his assistant calling from the zoo. "Mr. Sheffield, a heroic man just stepped up at the scene! He claims to be ex-Special Forces and volunteered to go in. He's already heading down into the exhibit with a tranquilizer rifle!" Randall's eyes instantly lit up. "That's great! Who is he? Does he know what he's doing?"

For the first time the monster seemed to wonder if this bond was already winning. He turned and walked out without another word. The cell door slammed shut behind him. I lay on the floor breathing hard with a small smile still on my lips. My wolf hummed satisfied inside me. The chains were broken. The Alpha had bled. And the bond between us had just grown a lot more dangerous.

I looked between them — Atlas steady as ever, Hunter still grinning like he'd won something bigger than a skate race — and felt, for the first time in longer than I could remember, like nothing about my life needed explaining to anyone anymore. "Let the world call us monsters," Atlas said quietly, watching the last of the porch lights flicker against the dark. "As long as you remember who you belong to."

She is just a monster being sealed for the sake of each one of us. "Arghhh!" I scream as I feel my last power draining out of me. But my catastrophe hasn't ended yet, as I heard a gallop of a battalion of satyrs and centaurs. Their eyes are all red, reminding me of the eyes of Adhira when she was inflamed. They all have arrows, aiming towards our city. Out of nowhere, a small mulatto boy appears in front of me. He has a red pointy cap and a smoking pipe by his mouth. But I knew what he is when I saw that he only has one leg.

Mother interrupted. "I just heard someone calling me for help."I told her. "You are just imagining things. No one is here."she said. "You are right. I might be imagining things."I said. "Okay come here, let's go." Reaching in the castle, my eyes fell on Anu. He was still unconscious. "Now what should I do to heal him?" I panicked again. "Wait. First create your shadow."mom said.

Zen snickered, leaning on the pillar of the temple, smirking mischievously at Randall. “Shut up.” Randall growled. “Oh, imagine, words are enough to hurt an Army General. Sir, you have successfully shown your weakness.” Zen’s smirk grew wider, leaning closer to his face. “Shut your damn mouth. Have you ever seen me throwing emotional tantrums?” Randall scoffed, straightening his back. “Who knows, I might, now.” Zen chuckled, teasing him but Randall only frowned in displeasure in return. Randall was pissed because Zen had found something he never showed and he shall use it to taunt him now, he wouldn’t let go of this talk easily.

Tasha said. "Okay" Jordan agreed with a brief smile. "Guys, meet Jordan Oscar he saved me the night the puppets attacked and he's a witch," Tasha said to about five of her friends. "Jordan meet Randall, Juliette, Louis, Ashley, and Rachel," Tasha said as she pointed at them one after the other. "Nice to meet you all" Jordan said. "So we're going to the woods to hunt some animals, would you like to follow us?" Randall asked in a cheery voice, he reminded him of Damian as they both had the same aura.

Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long. The other two ran towards me with a speed I hadn't expected from monsters their size. Blasting them with my water magic didn't deter them, instead, it angered them further. They had almost gotten to me when the mist popped out six huge monsters, five of which immediately went into action. The winged monster didn't, instead, it trotted to me and nuzzled my cheek, making me smile. The Egran, which I had decided to name my monsters, fought with Karissa's scorpion-wolves with such speed that stunned the scorpion-wolves themselves at first.