Monsters Inc Roz Novels & Stories

Beside me, Tessa’s mouth hung open. I turned to her slowly, and a small smirk curved my lips — a mix of disbelief and quiet anger. “So he heard what I said,” I murmured. “And he’s already making moves for me. He’s quite fast.” Tessa blinked at me, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Ma’am, we need to get you clothes and a makeover.” “That’s true,” I replied softly, remembering Lucas’s cold words from the night before. He really was the monster people called him — arrogant, proud, and used to getting whatever he wanted. I didn’t even want to imagine getting attached to someone like that.

The bat drags behind me as I walk in, the metal scraping loudly against concrete. Scrrrrch. Every head turns. I sashay in, my hips swaying, chin lifted. The moonlight pours through the broken windows, illuminating the creepy-looking pentagrams and red candles. "Hi," I say sweetly. "Miss me?" Vanya spins towards me, her red eyes wild with both rage and shock. "You—" I stop a few feet from Kaziel, planting the bat upright beside me and resting my hand casually on top of it. "Oh," I add, tilting my head. "And just in case you're wondering how..."

"Rule number one is you cannot touch the red rug because the red rug is hot. Rule number two is you can only step on the green pillows. And rule number three is Rosy cannot be the monster because she always cheats." "I do not cheat!" Rosy protested, but she didn't let go of my hand. She matched my pace perfectly without being asked, her small fingers warm against mine.

This is not her attempt to distract me, this is real! I jump over the fence that separates me from the backyard garden and nothing could have prepare me for what I just saw. Zoey in human form defending Rose. My sister is collapsed to the ground and she is screaming in horror, most probably having a panic attack. Since our parents died she has a mental allergy to rogues. But what shocks me is not Rosie’s reaction, I saw that before what shocks me is Zoey’s actions. She practically protects Rosie, making herself a target. She is placed between the rogues and Rosie, not allowing them to come closer.

Tony was about to take the order but Taya was faster and served a bottle of corona along with the glass in a matter of seconds. "Thank you." She said lowly, as she looked up at the man and their gazes collided. Taya heart skipped a bit as her breath was stuck in her lungs. "You are welcome." The man stared back at Taya before he added, "Danger's everywhere." Taking out a pack of cigars and lighter, putting them on the counter. "Yes." Taya was like hypnotized by the man's utterance. "Never rely on anyone. You should have defended yourself. Not even your co worker would survive a fight against a useless cockroach." He took a swig right from the bottle.

"You're doing this just to get me back, aren't you? That's not going to happen, but I'm still willing to give you a chance. Let's have dinner tonight, and you let Lydia join the audition." I chuckled at this. "What makes you think I'm doing this to get your attention?" "Then why are you making such a big deal out of this? It won't work—" "Shut up!" I could not hold back my anger, not anymore. "Your resources are worthless without me, Allen. You should take a good look at yourself! "Let me remind you: your girlfriend isn't as innocent as you think!" I was trying to warn him so the Walters would not go bankrupt, but he took it the wrong way and shouted, "You're disgusting, Rosie!"

Rozen chimed in, as he returned the smile his friend had given her. "Rozen Gil, you’re in trouble with Mommy. You didn’t finish the pancakes she made." Elizabeth couldn’t help but laugh as she watched the cute scene. Rozen was playfully dragged by the girl who had spoken. She wore a trendy crop top and skirt paired with combat boots, giving off a fierce yet stylish vibe. "You’re embarrassing me in front of my crush, Summer.” “You have too many crushes.” She fluttered her thick lashes and turned to Elizabeth. “Eli, don’t crush him back. He can’t even beat me at wrestling.”

Her face is that of Helen, and this is starting to be my Trojan horse. “I really missed you,” I whisper into her soft hair. What remains of her locks becomes a dewy pillowtop. This moment is the last rose of a dying field. The room is muddled with smells of muck and broken dreams. Raven is still a sweet smell and a warm touch. “ What the heck!” A large shadow comes up behind us as we’re still firmly entangled in each other’s arms. Eggs become a massacre on the carpeted floor. Another mess in this dump almost makes it feel like home.

How could they not be shocked? Mom was the first to react. She looked at me sadly and asked, "Have you decided to abandon us, Wendy?" However, Connor was filled with disbelief. He snorted, "Aren't you just trying to grab our attention by doing this, Wendy? You'd better tone it down. Don't end up regretting it when things go too far and start crying to come back." I looked at him without much emotion. "That won't happen. I won't be coming back here anymore."

Their eyes met, and Julie could only muster a faint smile, her tears threatening to spill once more. They eventually arrived at the hospital. Elizah regained consciousness but was still crying, grimacing, and refusing to see anyone. She even rejected Julie. If she saw anyone or even the shadow of a passing airplane, she’d scream, “Monsters.” “She doesn’t want to see anyone. She’s still trembling and keeps screaming, ‘Monsters,’” Richard explained. “Monsters? That means there’s more than one perpetrator which ... Oh God … Oh no ..." Julie whispered, sitting down on the bench outside Elizah’s hospital room. When Julie glanced up, she saw the same officer, Mark Robertson, walking toward her wit