Novel & Cerita Party Central Monsters University

Literally. Again, I had to let mom, take me to school; in the Uber car, that I called... we have reached, Preston University; the entire place, is full of tall buildings; tree's, that are planted, in every corner of the school; and the school's, eagle mascot; Mr willow; for centuries; it has been the mascot of the university..

“I called you here because I need you to understand something. I know what Karl is.” The words hung in the air between us. “In fact,” Morrison continued, “I’m one myself.” The room tilted. “You’re…” I couldn’t finish the sentence. “A vampire,” he confirmed. “Yes.” My mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. The principal was a vampire. The man who ran this entire university, who controlled every aspect of campus life, who had the power to destroy my future with a single phone call… he was a monster. How many of them were there? How deeply did they have their claws in everything?

Then Black charcoal says “Its up to you, Orange Fire to chose the remaining monsters for the five spots that still need filling.” Slowly Orange Fire walks to the front, and stands beside Black Charcoal. “Thank you.” He says, “Okay I would like to take Pinky.” Who is a shiny Pink monster that is quite new? “Pixar.” is a very well trained monster. “Lannister.” is a blood red monster that had recently been killed and come back because they used the wrong weapon. “Fries.” A monster who sort of looks like a French fry steps forward too meet the other monsters “and clips.” Clips is a new monster and is one of the largest monster I have, he also has massive claws. So he will do well in this operati

All I could hope for her to be happy and never come back to this place . I got up from the park bench . The early morning sun didn't help much with the cold either. I smiled at how terrified Belle was of giving her finals . She had clung on the phone call forever to find comfort .It felt good to know that the things that scared her were as simple as that. I picked up my pace to the haunted place I was forced to call home .

“Let’s save the world.” As they ascended the long tunnel toward the surface, the entire university shook with apocalyptic force. The final champion of the Lunar Rage — a colossal, intelligent monstrosity that had absorbed the rage of tens of thousands — stood waiting for them in the ruined central quad, its body formed from the collected nightmares of everyone they had lost. The last battle had arrived.

And they were the unlucky ones. They had been chased into the inner region, where one of their party members lost his life to a Desolate Monkey – a powerful Mythic Class Magical Beast with a myriad of abilities. It was a huge beast with the build of a monkey and a snake as its tail. The most disheartening thing about his death was the way he died. He died because two Desolate Monkeys were having a brawl. It just so happened that a tree that had been uprooted due to their battle was flung at their friend, and none of them saw it coming. He died instantly.

As soon as the last lecture for the day ended, Shirley dashed out of Pandora University. Her car was waiting for her right at the gate. Pandora University was one of the best private universities in western LA, Santa Monica. Shirley had lived in Santa Monica practically all her life. Although she did travel to other towns, states and countries every now and then since she was a prima ballerina and top super model, she never stayed away too long, it was always about work.

Red ran down to another part of Central and hid them in a cave. He is going to use them to fulfil all his purpose someday. Which is; power, kingdoms. The monkeys scavenge their says through the camp to the city and start attacking Central. The witches and wolves blamed the vampire for their creatures. Because the monkey seems to develop wings like a bat, red eyes and long canine. The wolves and the vampires ganged up and started a Battle with the vampires. The battles last for longer months as 70 Percent of Central was almost destroyed with countless people dead.

Dear Kharl Axiel, The daughter of monsters, the child of the crown, the heavenly princess born into the home of the subjects so that I may get a chance to know her. Princess Kharl, the only soulmate that the maker made for his always lost son, Marcelo Depinn.

Though the monsters that made that sound were terrifying to behold. What I was staring at were creatures that resembled hybrid experiments gone wrong. The monsters were as tall as the trees in the forest. Their arms were so long they used them to walk along with their two legs, like the gorillaens I had once seen in the zoo back at Coven Community.