Novel & Cerita Monsters University Celia

I asked Vivian, looking at her for confirmation. She gave me a sad smile but didn't reply. Oh. Well, "I'm not going anywhere." I said when she didn't reply. I had Kraegos? Only powerful witches could do that and I wasn't powerful, was I? "Of course, you aren't, baby girl," Vivian replied and gave Alix a subtle nod. He began to step back with his pack, I followed suit so that he wouldn't step on my toes. The uniformed warriors were fighting off both the mist monsters and the scorpion-wolves. They seemed to be having a hard time bringing down the huge monsters.

I already decided to stay like nobody in Transylvania Academy and take my classes diligently to be the monster she is required to be. Determined with her resolve, Cent manifested into her natural form when she finally chose the furthermost part of the seat, which was almost empty. Perhaps supernatural beings are suckers for lessons? Shrugging as she took the seat, Cent placed her things on her dark-colored desk. Like always, she would be taking notes to get her goal. At Julliard, she took her notes diligently for her scholarship. Now, she would take notes for her training to be a monster. Whatever that means.

“Now, I need to rest and you do your thing, Duke Ciel.” “Ohhh,” Ciel smacked his face as he sighed. “Fine. I have to contact the mall to send clothes.” He pulled out his phone as he watched as Lavinia took the girl to the room. The girl stopped in front of the door and tilted her head to stare at him for a while. He smiled and waved. “She’s not hungry is she?” Cedric crossed his arms, he looked anxious about something. “I need to know more about that girl who was in that tomb. There’s a reason why she was called a Monster.” He grumbled as Ciel clicked his tongue.

From a young age, whatever she wanted—no matter how outlandish, even the stars in the sky—Lucas would agree without hesitation to fetch them for her. But the memory that left the deepest impression on Celia was from the year her parents had just passed away. Her body was exceptionally frail, and one time, she fell seriously ill with a high fever, remaining unconscious for three days in the hospital. When she woke up, fear overwhelmed her. She clung to Lucas, crying so hard she could barely breathe, her voice trembling as she asked, “Uncle, am I going to die?” At that time, he said, “Celia, as long as I’m here, no one can take you away from me. Not even the King of the Underworld himself—if h

I told them not to camp inside her hospital room, especially my Mama, who couldn’t stop crying whenever she watched her. Mama and Papa shared the same couch and Celia sat alone with a bouquet of flowers, scrolling on her phone. She was always on her phone. Our parents greeted each other. Celia came to hug me. I leaned down and pressed my lips on her forehead. “You look like a zombie, Melo.” She said. I ruffled her hair, “Good morning to you too, princess.” She swatted my hand, “You’re lowkey annoying. I spent an hour straightening my hair.” She pouted and went to greet Laura next, beaming.

Celia stood by the bed, slowly withdrawing her hand, her face twisted with contempt. "Oh, how Mr. Hunter spoils me! Whenever I'm upset, he'll protect me no matter what. Oh, and Lumina… I heard from him that you stripped down to your underwear at a bar for some guy! How pathetic can you get? By the way, I sent your striptease video and the footage of you screaming like a banshee just now to the university group chat. Guess what your classmates said? They said you're such a tart! They're wondering just how wild you get under a man, how hard can you cry?" Celia laughed maniacally and ground her cigarette butt into one of Lumina's burn wounds, leaving a black hole in Lumina's wrist.

That was the best thing about being a Clair, is that nothing you have can be accessed easily, no matter what resources the person uses to take you down. "Everything is secure" he replies kind of relieved, "are you going to the funeral?" he asks with a smile. "Are you?" I ask tilting my head, he gave me a look before we both burst out laughing. "That would be a hell of a funeral" Dad chuckles scratching the back of his neck. That would definitely be one hell of a funeral for everyone. Camila's accident was no accident, it was planned and she was calm enough to drive right into it, she always did things a lot people would have never have done.

Lydia’s POV Rina stayed for an extra week at the Alpha’s castle, and it had to be one of the best weeks of my life. We laughed until our stomachs hurt, explored the halls and hidden corners I remembered from Kaela’s orientation, and ate like royalty. For someone fully human, this place was a surreal blend of nightmare and fantasy. She called it “Beauty and the Beast meets Dracula’s mansion”, and she wasn’t far off.

Behind them, Joseph cleared his throat awkwardly and turned away, his expression a mix of discomfort and resignation. Justin, holding Joseph up, let out a low whistle. “Well, that’s one way to prepare for a fight,” he quipped. Mira pulled back, her cheeks flushed, but her determination rekindled. “Let’s get out of here,” she said firmly, gripping Luke’s arm. The university campus stretched out before them like a maze, with abandoned buildings, overturned benches, and scattered debris littering the once-lively grounds. The infected students weren’t far behind, their guttural groans growing louder with each passing second.

The siblings made it back to the school they could tell that something was amiss as they began to stalk back to their classroom in silence. Avoiding the police took longer than either of them thought, the mother and daughter were ranting and raving about monsters, but Connor and Glory knew that they would never believe them. But the moment that Ethan Storm heard about what was going on they knew that he would demand an answer from them.