Monsters University Field Trip Novels & Stories

At the age of twenty, Alex became an stripper in King's cove. The reason why she became an stripper is to find the treasure of her father's diary that will lead to and use it to get out the hell out of the country.What else she supposed to do with fifty bucks of her name, an old coded diary and a body full of bruises?She only have one problem that is to avoid the four boys from her past that she hated at the same time. But that was the perfect opportunity for her to take what she owned. Once upon a time they betrayed her.The four boys she once knew don't just live in that twin anymore, they run it.The gang, nightlife and the violence. It's all theirs.All she have to do is to slip past them,

Warning: 18+, explicit content, reverse harem, romance, spicy scenes, She spent three years being their joke. Then the moon made her their everything. She was going to enjoy every second of it. Wren Reyes, the plus-size equipment manager, has been humiliated, mocked, and erased for years at Whitewood Academy. But when the legendary triple mate bond hits her and the three hottest and most dangerous boys, Zade, Rook, and Cal Voss, everything changes. One girl. Three wolves. One impossible bond. Suddenly, the same boys who ruined her life are hefs The Thorne sisters: Vera, Eden, and Lyra, see their carefully arranged betrothals ripped from their grasp, their futures collapsing . They wil

Beau Oaklee, is unusual for a Skinwalker, though she does follow most traditions of her people, she refuses to eat the hearts of those who possess a human soul, well except for that one guy whose heart she ate, he was a Skinwalker that deserved it. And of those she ate before she made her oath. Killian Castellani, Alpha King and half Weretiger and Vampire. There are 5 words to describe him. Cold-hearted, mate-less, fierce, loyal, devilishly handsome. Okay make that six, Beau calls him a lumberjack.

Two hundred and twelve dollars. That is all I have to my name. I moved to Miami to save my ruined journalism career. Instead, I ended up sweating inside a forty-pound foam hockey mascot suit just to pay my rent and keep my press credentials alive. Then came the home opener. One empty locker room. Three dangerously elite men. Lucian Voss, the ruthless head coach with eyes like ice. Gavin Steele, the heavily tattooed, quietly terrifying goalie. Zane Cole, the arrogant star forward with a lethal smile. It was supposed to be a catastrophic, one-time mistake. A lapse in judgment I could bury forever. But now, I am staring at a positive test. Triplets. I thought the pregnancy was

Hunter and Havoc Hargreave were twin tiger shifters who had never had to compete for anything throughout their lives. That's because they were polar opposites. But that was until they both realized that they had the same mate, and neither of them was willing to back down from the fight to claim her. But she was a witch, and it was forbidden for witches and shifters to ever associate, much less mate. And those rules had been implemented by the king...their father. They were however more than ready to defy his command if it meant getting to have Alina. She was placed in a dilemma, and it also didn't help the situation that she had been born with a curse.

"I want you to be our personal stripper," declared Killian, his voice deep and cold, slicing through the air and quickening her heartbeat. The intensity in their gaze made her knees weaken, a sensation hard to ignore. Nervously, she gulped, managing to stammer, "S-Sir..." Atlas, positioned behind her, added, "We'll pay you thrice what you earn in this club, sweetheart." His warm breath teased the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She instinctively closed her thighs, aware of their eyes lingering on her nearly naked form. The offer was undeniably tempting, almost too good to be true. Killian Knight and Atlas De Luca, both successful bachelors in the city, were her emp

It was all professional till she discovered that her all-official ruthless CEO boss who sought perfection in everything was a *Stripper!* Billionaire playboy Andre Quinn plays the hearts of women like the king of chess... But in the business world, he makes a pawn of his employees and fires them at the slightest offence. He is unapologetic about his ruthlessness and wears his sex appeal like a duplicate skin. But there will be a pause in his life when his meticulous assistant, Clara discovers his secret which conceals the even darker sides of his life. She has stripped him bare, but will they both lay their vulnerabilities and secrets on one another's feet, starting another

Forced by life's tragedy to be a stripper Samantha embraced her new life as a club dancer. Until one day while she was performing her beauty caught the attention of a ruthless billionaire who was popular amongst the ladies. He wanted Samantha but she embarrassed him even going as far as slapping him. Alexander swore to her that she would regret her actions and come begging him. But Samantha didn't feel threatened by his words until she lost her job, and even her house. Worse her sister got sick and really needed surgery. What would she do when confronted with things that made her anxious?

"Mommy, that man on TV has the same golden eyes as us. Is he the daddy you said was dead?" (***) One night of scorching passion with a stranger at a masquerade ball left Bridgett Abbott pregnant and alone. Disowned by her conservative family, she fled to raise her three rowdy pups in the human world, fighting tooth and nail just to survive. Five years later, desperate for a job to save her family from eviction, she walks into the glass tower of Moonlight Corp and freezes. The CEO, the ruthless Alpha Jordan Hayes, is the stranger from that night. Bridgett tries to run, but it’s too late. Jordan doesn't just recognize her intoxicating scent—his Alpha instincts go wild the moment he

I lived in this world full of lies and shit. And those people who know nothing but to judge me. They were busy talking about other people's shits and not minding their own life. Who are they? Did they give me money to feed me and my son? I am not a criminal to treat them like this. They don’t even know me and my story, but the way they looked at me, it was like they have known me for years. Their eyes send daggers at me whenever they see me passing by across the street. Their scrutinizing looks made me feel like I’m just an insect that they wanted me to get rid of. What did I do to them to treat me like I killed someone? Am I a bad person? I was just trying to give my son a good life. I