Scary Monsters Jojo Novels & Stories

“Oh yeah. All over the place. There’s another hole. Two more there, next to that purple flower.” “I think I want to go back to the beach now.” The jungle seemed to muffle Joemar’s laugh. “Tarantulas are harmless.” “I don’t care.” “You’re afraid of harmless tarantulas, but deadly vipers don’t bother you?” “There’s no logic to my phobia!” I said. Joemar laughed some more. “You know, most billionaires wouldn’t spend their time running through the untamed jungle.” “I told you,” he replied. “I’m not like most men you’ve ever known.”

Then she hop-skipped over to Vivian and grabbed her hands. “Isn’t this, like, totally awesome?” Her eyes were big and filled with awe. Vivian narrowed her own in response. “Who turned you?” she demanded. Jojo shrugged. “Just some bum. He got, like, everyone. It was totally terrifying at first, but then I woke up with these kick-ass moves. Want to see?” Vivian shook her head. Jojo continued. “We’re, like, totally going to be his army or something. It’s going to be awesome.”

Like he was the one comforting me. “I’ll be fine, Lydia,” he said again, vehemently now. “You have nothing to worry about.” I scoffed and rolled my eyes, brushing at my cheeks angrily. “I’m not worried about you. I just hate the sight of blood.” Leonidas chuckled, winced a little, then leaned his head back. “Stop laughing.” “Yeah, yeah, I will,” he said, breath shaky. “Just as soon as you explain how a vampire hates the sight of blood.”

The scene was like that in a horror movie where a ghost was standing at the end of a hallway staring at you while the light keeps turning off and coming back on. Only that the difference was that it was broad daylight and it wasn't in a hallway but in the room. Right now Jojo doesn't look like herself, the look in her eyes wasn't like her. Scott wondered whose blood it is on the knife. Did she kill anyone in the house ? But he didn't hear anyone scearm. Suddenly Jojo raised her small hand up and pointed the knife at him and when she smiled her teeth were jagged like that of a shark. Scott became confused as Jojo's teeth were as that of a shark and before he could think or do anything else Jo

A horrific sight shows before her sight as the tattoo guy who was full of flesh suddenly turn dry like a long dead animal in the hands of the big monster hanging him up in the air. Shaina is not sure whether it is her lack of strength that made her not to scream out her fear or stop her from falling to death right now but she just widen her eyes and look on in horror at the scene. The other guy is also petrified and in fright try to make a run to the car but before he could reach the car, the monster fast speed over to him and broke his neck right in front of Shaina's face. Shaina gave a hard hippcup at the sight and wish to disappear before the monster comes at her, but still in her situati

I hate the look of my muscles all tense and stitched tight on my back. A lifetime of blows and bouncing back collects scars. I've had a lot of scalding showers, and bruises have become stretched and angry on me, causing pitted scars. There are no tears, but the groans come in multitude. As a monster, you learn never to accept pain. Pain only affects you if you let it. Black slacks. Black socks. Charcoal shoes are polished until they look like a crisp new apple skin. The shirt is deep forest green, which brings out the natural multiple hues of green in my eyes. Intentional. Gold flecks are juxtaposed in my iris.

Moon knocked on the gates once more and stood back. “Are you certain there are people in there?” Jol frowned. “Maybe, this is a ghost town?” “Are you afraid of ghosts?” I scoffed at the stupid vampire. “I'm a vampire. Of course, I'm afraid of ghosts. Who won't be?” Jol glanced around the place. “My captors back then scared me with tales of ghosts. They made me hate the dark, not knowing I was part of the dark.” Jol sighed. "Back then, I thought I was a human, and those men were what I tagged 'monsters.” He chuckled. “Who would have thought I was the monster among us?” He folded his arms and glanced up.

He didn't say a word, but he put his hand on the headboard of the bed—a silent promise. "Is the monster gone?" Leo asked, looking at Silas. Silas looked at me, then down at our son. "The monsters are in cages now, Leo. And we’re the ones with the keys.

"Well, I haven't seen you guys in a while, and you found Gloria at the restaurant earlier so I thought I'd have a talk and see what insight I could give. Maybe even clue you in on what her plan is currently, It's not as bad as you would think, but it is Gloria so you've always got to be careful there. Archdemons are scary, but nothing is as scary as an angry female demon, not even you, Jack." "I know, I know," Jack said, plugging his phone into the speaker setup they had looming over the pit, playing "Monster" by Boondox, it got Jake's attention as he stood and sent Jameson on his way. He sang along to lyrics, but instead of "Monster, how should I feel?" he sang "Meister, how shall I fear?"

Angela “Well he was a scary son of a bitch wasn't he?” Totally at ease, I flopped down onto Monster’s bed. I didn't get intimidated easily, but the coldness of Gio’s stare had almost done it. Opening my eyes, I watched as Monster started pacing up and down the length of the window. He was scowling. The look on his face was murderous. “What’s wrong?”