Nicki Minaj Monster Verse Novels & Stories

I recognised a few of them from the bar. With a giggle and a smile, Monster's pretty cousin was back around the counter and being hugged tight by a heavily muscled and even more heavily tattooed man who literally lifted her from her feet and swung her around. “Cyber,” she said before calling them all by name as they hugged her. By the time they put her down, her cheeks were flushed. “Monster is over there with his…” Her voice dropped. I couldn't see her face once her back was turned to me, but her voice didn’t seem happy. Not that I could blame her for that. The girl didn’t know me and even if she did, I was betting she wouldn’t like me anyway.

“I’ll describe them. Just don’t look. Or, don’t make it obvious that you’re looking.” After he gives a curt nod, I continue, “The table at the far end. Three girls. One blonde. One brunette. One redhead.” At the mention of their different hair colours, his eyes lift to my pink hair. It was a last minute idea inspired by Nicki Minaj’s older album. Plus, it’s a new year, new semester and I now have a stepmom. Mister Stranger’s stare makes me uncomfortable so I ramble on to fill the awkward silence. “It was inspired by Pink Friday.” “By Nicki Minaj. She is a cool artist,” he says.

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

" I grab her arm and smile. She looked at me doubtfully as I pulled her into the car. Nikki blasted the car and played Cardi B the whole way home. Mavy and I singing "Be careful with me" with the wind in our hair. Nothing like a bit of girl time to brighten a shitty day. "I love this song!" Nikki screamed as "Press" came on next. I laughed as I watched Mavy twerk against Nikki's face.

“You know what’s funny, Lucien? She never even screamed your name. Not once. But now? She moans for me. Loud enough for you to hear, if you’d stop drowning in whiskey. — X” The room went deadly silent. I didn’t breathe. I didn’t blink. I just stared at the words. The glass in my hand shattered. My jaw locked so tight it felt like my teeth would crack. No one touches her. No one. And no one says her name like that. I stood, fury igniting every nerve in my body. They wanted a monster? I’ll give them one. “Gear up,” I barked into the phone. “We move now. I want every f*cking entrance covered.”

said the monster with black eyes . " Then , I am not ordinary . I was raised while passing through countless hardships which made me become who I am today . " said Kiara with a smirk . " You know what , if you tell me where your boss is , I will keep you alive . " said Kiara withdrawing her sword . " R....Really ? " said the monster with black eyes . " Yeah ! Where is he ? " said Kiara . The monster knew that he wouldn't survive if he fought Kiara so he decided to comply with her demand .

Mom's expression immediately turned foul, and she screamed and hurled insults at the poor delivery guy. Fuming, Mom came back in with the cake in her hands. She was so mad that she pounded on the door. "Marianne, what did you get a cake for? You only got second place, so what's there to celebrate? I used to be the winner of the World Dance Championship. You're nowhere near my level!" I remained lying in the puddle of blood. I was extremely weak, but still I explained softly, "That's not it, Mom. It's your birthday."

“Tiffany’s okay, but those other girls are so…” “Slutty?” Lexy finished. “I was going to say rude, but sure.” Andi shook her head. “Mindy Caraway, Jessica Swan, Amber James, and what’s the other girl’s name?” Lexy asked, adjusting her glasses, like that would somehow help.

She squealed in unison while looking at each other. "Let's go dance!" Imogen said aloud. "Let's go, let's go!" I squealed happily as we joined the crowd together. We stood in the middle and began dancing. We are both twerkers. No one can beat us in the game. We can't even beat each other. We are just the same, twerking happily to our girl, Nicki Minaj's music. Next, they switched to Megan the Stallion. "Whoo!!!" We both squealed, not minding anyone.

Ji’lahni said, angrily. “Yall can argue about that shit later, we still got more crackmonsters after us. And just so you know, Lucky, your ass can’t count worth a shit. It’s more than six of these motha fuckas” Mina said as she threw her blade that landed in the eye of a crackmonster that was charging her way. Acrackmonster ran towards Ji'lahni like a lineback about to tackle her to the ground, Mina didn't see the one that was coming up behind her. Knowing that Mina was pregnant Ji'lahni knew she had no time to think. "MINA DUCK DAMNIT!" ji'lahni yelled as she ran toward the crackmonster that was charging at her. He swung at her, but at the last second Ji'lahni dove forward, rolled, called h