Monsters University Scare Games Game Novels & Stories

She looks at me worriedly before nodding her head and grabbing Aaron. Ash and I stand watching the monsters make their way down the street. He reaches over and grabs may hand in his, “I love you.” He whispers before squeezing my hand. I squeeze back “I love you too, lets do this, for Aaron.” “For Aaron.” And with that the monsters arrive. They start circling us, line upon line. Ash turns so we are back to back, and an Orange monster takes its first step. Realising that I’ve only got my bow with me, I unclip the small daggers that are attached to each end of the bow. Swirling the bow around I defend. The monster advance on us, and every monster that goes down, a new one takes its place.

he pointed out and I giggled, he did look a bit funny in that one. "The hair makes up for it." I teased and he chuckled. "fine then. So how about that ride?" I looked around us. There were many rides to choose from, and I had not really come with a particular ride in mind. "I don't know, why don't you choose?" I asked and shrugged. "hmm. There's the game room. It's sort of monster-inspired. There are rides in there, with monsters popping out at odd moments. Think you can handle that?"

he snapped. Opening up her laptop and connecting it to the large screen in the room, she projected the first slide of her presentation. "Okay everyone, I'm sure we are all familiar with the usual action packed games we usually submit for the competition, but this year, I thought we might just try something new. We don't wanna be predictable right? So the name of this game is Campus Silence, it is going to be mystery and suspense filled." "Sounds interesting," Harry said with a smile, but on the inside was thinking of ways to sabotage the club.

"I'm sorry for not letting you know where I have been." "We know where you are." "What?" How could that happen when she didn’t notice anyone following her? Or even trying to contact her? One of Sierra’s biggest fears was what if someone tried to stop the wedding, which obviously didn’t happen. When Sierra was made to believe everything was going well according to her plan, she was being fooled that she had mastered the escape game. "We also know you got married." "Even Mama?" Indie let out an arrogant snort. "Little Rose, you have so much to learn. You try to run or hide, but you'll come around and come back."

My height towering over everyone in the room. His eyes twitched. Just a flicker in his throat, a breath caught. A reminder that no matter how old or clever he was, he still felt fear. Good. I stepped into the full light, letting him see me clearly. Letting him remember what I was. He stood up as well, Darian Morvain not one to be intimidated. We were almost nose to nose, though I still towered over him, Alpha to Vampire Lord. Predator to parasite. My blood burned hotter. My hands didn’t shake. He was the one here asking for something.

To pretend the sneers on the faces of my teammates didn't make my stomach turn. “All the games you will be hunting today are specially trained and marked according to level of threat they present. The games marked E are pretty tame and basically pose no threat. They come in a group of twenties and each of them carry a point. How you chose to kill your prey doesn't matter, but clean bits will be awarded an extra two points…” she explained and murmurs seared through the crowd. Basically everyone was excited for this hunt but me. Probably because they could conveniently shift into their wolves anytime but my wolf… she was too fragile to even survive a full shift.

All three of them standing there, looking at me with dark eyes and hungry expressions. My wolf went crazy inside me. She wanted them. She wanted all of them at once. "We're playing a game tonight," Percy announced. "What kind of game?" I asked "A scavenger hunt," he said. "Throughout the academy." Ken's eyes were dark as he added, "You're the prey. We're the hunters." My eyes went wide with surprise. What? I felt thrilled at the sound of this game. I had so many emotions inside me. I felt scared and excited at the same time. A part of me was also aroused.

The call connected, and Winnie’s voice softened at once. “Evan, are you done with your instance? My classmates are all here. Hurry over.” My heart skipped when I heard the name. My boyfriend’s name was Evan Shaw too. But I quickly shook off the thought. For one thing, this horror game was not some fun little adventure. Anyone dragged in here was just unlucky. If you got hurt or died in the game, your body in the real world would suffer serious damage too.

Let them. Their quiet dismissal is a background hum. My real focus is the fire in my chest, a cold, focused burn. The game threw me in here naked. No Ability, no points, no tools. It marked me for deletion the moment I spawned. Fine. I don’t need its gifts. I just need to understand its rules before it kills me. Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, the campus is a slaughterhouse. Those rabbit-headed monsters move with a jerky, predatory grace. They chase down screaming students, dragging them into the manicured hedges. The sounds are too real—the wet rips, the choked-off gurgles.

I gathered my last strength and screamed through the gap under the door: “Sarah! It’s not me! There’s something upstairs pretending to be me! Help! Call the police!” But my cry came out weak, cracked, barely audible. And from upstairs, perfectly overlapping and drowning me out, came the same desperate plea in my exact voice: “Sarah! It’s not me! There’s something upstairs pretending to be me! Help! Call the police!” It mimicked my panic flawlessly. Sarah laughed nervously. “What are you two playing at? Sounds like a game.” The monster answered lightly, “Just a silly daddy-daughter prank, honey. Everything’s fine.”