Sulley Monsters Inc Novels & Stories

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.

Helen said. Adrian approached them and asked, "What is it?" Helen took a deep breath to calm herself before she answered, “We found a new species of monster outside the city. They're extremely small, but possess powerful offensive capabilities and can climb walls. These things bit some of our soldiers and killed them on the spot." "What?” “Everyone, please get to work. Don't let whatever's happening out there affect your focus. You're all core members in the city’s rebuilding. Now, go prepare yourselves," Adrian said to Mortimer and the others.

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

Within seconds, I pieced it together. “The ballroom can only house six thousand wolves,” I said, voice rough. “How many invites have we sent out?” Lord Thanos cleared his throat. “We sent out seven thousand. Five thousand have already responded.” I nodded once. “Inform the remaining two thousand they have until tonight to confirm or consider themselves uninvited. Next?” “Yes, Alpha,” Kaela spoke up. I didn’t miss the way Lydia’s body went rigid beside me. Her eyes dropped to her paper, burning holes through it. She didn’t move, didn’t speak, but she was visibly agitated.

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.

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

I tighten my grip on David and ask, "Your proclamation—what's the big picture? Where do you see this going? I'm curious, Alpha Nicodra. Do you have any specific ideas regarding how exactly you're going to resurrect our culture?" He lifts his glass to me and says, "I'm happy to hear your interest. My ideas are truly rooted in our conformity to a way of life that was simply not built on the beings we are. Frankly, Brigette, we are not human. In all honesty, we're monsters—at least to them, at least in our physiology." "Monsters," I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue.

She doesn’t see us right away. “This week, Cielo. You do it this week,” Sly says. “You saw how skittish she was. She’s not going to go for it.” “Well, that’s for you to figure out, isn’t it? I can’t hand you everything on a silver fucking platter. Do not fuck this up.” Sly Ricci is a bully. Always has been. Always will be. Even to Cielo. I contemplate the question of nature vs. nurture. If he’d been kinder to Cielo, would Cielo be less of a shit now?

“The dead aren’t coming back?” “Marie’s gone,” I said. “The spell snapped with her. Corpses will stay corpses now. You just have to worry about the living monsters.” Jo flinched at that. Shiloh touched her shoulder. “We’re shutting the factory down,” Shiloh said. “Every cage. Every crib. Gone.” Kofi’s posture changed. “You serious?” “I didn’t nearly get eaten and shot for a half-plan,” she said. Harris glanced at me. “And your King? He’s really in on this?”

But then, it vanishes, making me think I'd imagined it. Suddenly, my phone vibrates again. I peer at the new message on the screen. It says, "GET UP AND WALK OUT. NOW." Struck with a sudden urgency, I rise to my feet slowly, careful not to startle Riley. He cocks his head, and suddenly his gaze turns predatory. "Leaving already? You haven't even finished your drink," he tells me. My instincts are screaming at me now. Riley is another brand of monster. I can feel it.