Monsters University Randall Glasses Novels & Stories

Meredith, a cooking club’s new member, has grown up always feeling like she is waiting for someone. Being riddled with sad dreams that always left her waking up with a wet face, fear of loud noises, and a birthmark on her temple, has always felt like there is someone she is missing. Randall, her classmate, swimming club’s new member at BSU has also spent his life searching for someone whose faces he can not remember. Until destiny brings them together due to some circumstances that they have to pretend to fulfill Don Warrick dying wish which is a fixed marriage. Meredith accepted it because her mother wanted her to get married for reasons she didn’t know and to pay off all the

TRIGGER WARNING!!! The second half of this book contains everything rated 18+. If you are not into dark romance, please do not read it in the name of everything holy. ***Excerpt*** "I own you, Reyana. You are mine... Mine to torture... Mine to claim... Mine to punish... and nothing will ever save you from me. Not even death!" His words were heavy and true. He meant every word he said. *** Bound by an oath, the Blood Crescent pack has kept a prophecy hidden for over 300 years. Alpha Randall, the most ruthless Alpha of his time was a god among men, rich in power, strength, wealth, achievements... No one comes close. He was the envy of all. Wherever he went, he left a trai

But for Alpha Randall, I would have been married to Winston, Prince of the Riverton Pack, strengthening the bond between our Packs. But I chose to elope with him, my fated mate, the man I had prayed to the Moon Goddess for. Together, we went to his Pack for our fairy tale ending, the kind of love that has its story told for centuries. But life always has different plans… “I, Alpha Randall, reject you, Lyra, as my fated mate.” Betrayed, Rejected, and locked up in his Pack, my entire world shattered before my eyes, the consequences of my actions weighing down on my shoulders. But what am I to do when the ghosts of my past return? Will there ever be a second chance?

Daciana would be clocking eighteen in a few days and she was super excited about so many things. Her first wolf transformation and knowing her mate were the most prominent. Although she had a boyfriend who she believed without doubt was her mate, she wanted confirmation. However, things took a weird turn after her single mother broke the news of her relationship with a single Lycan King. At first, she was happy with being associated with royalty, but when she realized her mother’s new lover had an arrogant and rude son, she just couldn’t imagine him being her elder brother. Prince Randall was a thorn in the flesh of Daciana from the very day they met. Things didn’t go as plan

He teaches by day… and rules the road by night. Fleeing New Orleans was supposed to be Nirvana Hale’s fresh start. She was finally going to meet Adrian Cross; her brother’s best friend and the voice that had comforted her through her darkest nights. But the man waiting for her in New York is a stranger. He’s the lethal enforcer of a notorious motorcycle club, a man who treats her like a burden to be locked away. Just as Nirvana begins to hate the man she once adored, the world shifts again. On her first day at Rodrigo University, she walks into her lecture hall to find Adrian standing at the podium. In a crisp suit and glasses, Professor Cross is composed, brilliant, and com

I double over in pain after assisting Adrian Randall with a late-night operation. He immediately carries me to a ward to check on me. However, before he can do that, he receives a call from a patient and hurries off. That night, I miscarry. When I come out of the operating theater, I see his childhood friend's social media update. She's shared a photo of her baby bump. "He hurried to come to my side just because I was lost. You have to treat Adrian well in the future, my darling!" I rub my belly, which throbs with a dull ache. I don't cry and demand an explanation from Adrian as I would have in the past. Instead, I like the post and apply for a position on the Borderless Medical Assistan

Thanks to the paparazzi sneakily taking a photo of Caitlin Randall in her swimwear, she's been rated as the most perfect woman in Lunbury for seven years in a row. Countless men who wish to bed her can line up to the moon and back. The thing is, everyone knows that Caitlin only favors me, the deaf man who stays by her side all the time. When I was 18, I blew out my eardrums when I was saving Caitlin from danger. Since then, I can no longer hear the sounds and voices coming from the external world. Whenever we're passionately entangled with each other in bed, Caitlin will always kiss my ears with red-rimmed eyes. But I can never hear what she tells me every time. That is, until the night

I was born with a weak heart. When I was nineteen, I got a heart transplant that allowed me to survive. Soon after, I met my wife-to-be, Vivian Cosby. Three years after we got married, I found a note in her phone that was not deleted. The date was marked as the day we met. The text simply read, [I found him. His name is Quinn Waverly. The heart is with him.] When I looked through the notes further, I saw a man’s photo, captioned with a name. [Randall] There was another line of text in her notes. It read, [Randall, through your heart in his chest, I will show you the world.] I finally understood. The first time we met, she had not been taken aback because it was love at first sight,

Chester Ford brings home a female university student for the 10th time during our 10th wedding anniversary banquet. He walks into the banquet hall with the young lady in his arms. "Don't you see that your outfit is clashing with hers, Yuna Sutherland? Take off your dress. Right here and now." He slowly loosens his tie while I take a step back in panic. He then proceeds to tug my pearl necklace from my neck. "What are you waiting for? Stop acting like you're innocent. Your father tossed your younger sister to Ford Group to be a kept woman back then. He also practically delivered you straight onto my bed, all for 30 million dollars. I'll never forget how he looked when he was begging on hi

Jessica Jane is invisible by design. Quiet, soft spoken, and almost painfully unassuming, she spends her days hidden behind oversized glasses and paint stained hands in her elegant city art gallery. To the people around her, she is simply a gifted but awkward artist, a woman who keeps to herself and pours her emotions into hauntingly beautiful paintings that seem to possess an almost unsettling depth. Critics call her work raw. Emotional. Alive. They have no idea how right they are. Behind the gallery walls lies a secret darker than anyone could imagine. Jessica's masterpieces are not created with ordinary paint. Mixed into every canvas is the blood of the men she chooses as her subjects