Randall Monsters Inc Novels & Stories

Thinking he had gone back to work, I didn’t think much of it. That was until my phone buzzed with a flood of texts from Alec. "Miss Lane, what exactly did you say to Mr. Reid?! Why is he looking into apartments near your company? And why did he ask me which lunchbox looks the nicest?!" Raising a brow, I replied, "What, your boss isn’t allowed to switch careers and become a devoted homemaker?" Alec sent back a long line of ellipses. Meanwhile, someone was secretly planning an entire weekly menu.

His peaceful life of the past twenty-odd years had been stimulated since returning here. Benjamin's handsome face grew serious for a moment, and he slowly shook his head. "No, Randolph can be trusted. I've worked with him. He and Monica aren't in cahoots. Moreover, Monica stole Zack's software, which made the Sinclair family famous overnight. Randolph won't let Monica go." Amanda frowned. The Red Fox was just a thief. Benjamin called Randolph. "Captain Randolph, why haven't you made the arrest?" Benjamin questioned sternly.

The street lights flickered past, Luca’s jaw locked, his eyes forward, his hands trembling on his gun. Noa’s phone buzzed. Unknown number. A message. Got your monster. Try and take him. -D. The van swerved as Noa’s scream split the night.

“And I give five-star massages. One session and you’ll forget you ever had bones.” “Or a spine,” Zyran chimed in, grinning, “because I brought enough snacks to build a throne. You like cookies, right? Brownies? I even stole the Head Chef’s secret recipe, so if you don’t come, I’ll eat them all in front of you. Slowly.” I rolled my eyes so hard they almost got stuck. “You all need medical help. This is abduction, by the way.” Riven just smirked, shifting me higher. “You’re not seeing your friends until I fix your pendant, unless you want the entire school gossiping that the Big Bad Monster’s back and ready to bite.”

Kaziel smirks at me, and I try not to blush, only to fail spectacularly. Hera sniffles, keeping her gaze on the floor. “F-fine, I-I’ll tell you.” “Go ahead,” my man says, moving over to lean against my chair. Hera lifts her gaze, her eyes filled with fear. “I remember meeting one of the top members. She…she introduced herself as Mrs Ember…Randall.” My blood runs cold in my veins. Tyler’s mother?!

He’d just been saying what he thought she should hear, as a good friend. “All aboard the Caravan!” Richard Monroe said with a chuckle once the last bag of gear was tossed in the back, and Beth was happy to oblige, climbing into the front and leaving some space between herself and her friends. Her dad began to prattle on about the game, but Beth’s eyes were locked on Sammy, who had one arm around Halley, like they were old friends, and the flames inside began to grow.

I push against him and keep control. Kas grabs Randall by the chin so he will look directly into her eyes, “Randall, there is no chance in the Goddess’s name I would ever ask anyone to give you mercy after what you have done. You are a pathetic excuse for a werewolf.” Whoa. What? I don't know what I thought she was going to say, but it definitely wasn't that.

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Randall wouldn't kill me since he still needed me, but he was surely going to send me back to that dungeon, and I didn't want that. Peeking through the peephole, I spotted Randall discussing with a group of strange men and wondered what they were talking about. I didn't have to wonder for long. I let my curiosity get the best of me as I placed my ears close to the door. The voices weren't audible but I was able to make out a few words. “Alpha Max of the White Moon Pack…” I strained my ears for more information, but their voices were quite low, so I couldn't quite hear them as clearly as I wanted to.