Monsters University Chip Goff Novels & Stories

Ronan had hunted monsters before. He had hunted wolves gone rabid, men who wore cruelty like a crown, and hunters who hated him. Nothing in his years had prepared him for the way the chapel had ruptured tonight, for the way Xavier’s scream had sounded when Sophie fell, or for the moment the king stopped being a man at all. Xavier had become something older. Ronan jogged through the outer corridors with Abel beside him, both of them moving fast, weapons left behind on purpose because the last thing either of them needed was a twitchy guard mistaking a blade flash for a threat when the threat was already loose.

But my grandfather sent me again to another school named 'HARRISON UNIVERSITY' A typical but high-end school congested with bitches, nerds, lovers, jerks, bullies, and the pathetic ones who love to see themselves bullied. Not until I started to see bizarre things, I never wish to involve with. 'Monsters'—that's what Harrison University has. From that day on, I learn that all things happening inside this campus are bound to each other. Too late for me to realize that these will lead me to the place where I can find the identity that I myself don't want to bring back.

Herne focused his attention back on the screen, "Who is leading them?" "Your old friend Matthias Ponts, or at least I thought so at first. Brace yourselves," She pulled up an image of what appeared to be a Female Frankenstein monster. Unlike the Hollywood version of the aberration, the female golem was shapely. Long angry scars along the neck and shoulders. Tiny bolts jutted out from the throat area but did not look out of place. The pale skin and mixed and matched eyes haunted warren. Archon flashed a picture of the wolf gigas he fought. "Archon thinks it's another gigas. I agree with him."

A monster? The moment we step onto the grounds, the smell hits. It's the smell of copper and rot and something disgusting. My stomach lurches. Kira swears under her breath. Isaiah's jaw tightens as the backup soldiers fan out, their boots silent on the snow, their weapons drawn. Then the chanting reaches us. It's loud enough to vibrate in my bones. My hand rests on my stomach, my palm flattening over my bump on instinct. 'Please,' I think desperately. 'Please be okay.‘

I asked, my voice a quiet thing now, dangerous even. Brian’s smirk collapsed. “Don’t—” His eyes flicked to the boy with panic blooming across his bruised face. “Don’t do this.” I ripped the gag from the boy’s mouth, making him gasp, with wide and teary eyes. “B-Brian?” he whispered, voice cracking. “What’s going on?” Such a sweet little lamb. He seemed one of those who still believed monsters only lived under his bed. He barely had time to breathe before I slammed a fist into his stomach. The sound he made was sharp and raw, like something dying, and then he curled up on the floor, gagging.

Monster: Stone Mount Stampeding Bull Monster Level: 26 Health: 38,380/51,000 Attack: 170 Defense: 200 Skills: Wild Charge, Stampede (group), Horn Drill, Stomp, Rampage After seeing Kirou's attack, the other bulls showed a rare trace of uncertainty and hesitation in their actions. This changed, however, when two bulls in the group roared at the others, prompting them to regain their spirits as they stared at Kirou with glowing red eyes. As for the man himself, he was currently looking at his hand with a strange expression on his face. The previous feelings that he experienced during that attack were still there and he was doing his best to quickly process them, but this action was quickly cut

My heart skipped several beats at the sight of Quip smiling at me with those cute, big green eyes and fluffy fur. I should have been briefing my team on some new plans I came up with, but I couldn't concentrate. Quip—a monster—is at a building full of people who would do anything just to kill his kind. This was a freaking Guild dedicated to KILLING monsters. The very thought of it made my stomach churn. And here I am, grinning like an idiot because I was greeted by a cute little monster.

He nodded to himself and summoned the blood vulture and one of the bone vultures. A Vulture materialized in the middle of the rest of the monsters, its head didn't have any muscle nor skin, only the bare beak, and pristine skull. Its body was very skinny, its feathers seemed fragile, but over its ribcage extended another set of ribs over the skin for extra protection in the chest. "Your name shall be Upton O. Goode and your role will be scout, for now." [Name: Upton O. Goode] [Level 5 (112 XP to LV 6)]

“We need an ambulance.” “I leave for two seconds . . . ” Pink Bunny stomps a furry foot. “What happened?” “Dunno.” The unicorn waves plush hooves. “Steve was, ah, with a toy, I think the Mounty Pounder, and then maybe his heart or something . . . ” “No names!” Angry Fox stomps for the door. “They can’t be here! Can’t see this!” “It’s okay.” Carrie bends and places the pizza at her feet. “We’ll just get paid and be, ah, on our way . . . ”

In the room, Charlie was persuading Quinn worriedly, “Miss Golding, I think you should listen to the bodyguards’ suggestion and leave first!” Quinn looked troubled as she said, “But it wouldn’t be nice of us to just leave like that...” Charlie cut in and urged, “We should ignore that! Your safety is more important!” Homer’s assistant was slightly startled, and he hurriedly approached them and asked, “Miss Golding, where are you going?” Charlie turned around and glanced at the assistant before asking, “Who are you?” The assistant hurriedly introduced himself, “I’m Mr. Fox's assistant. My name is Harper Saw.”