Ted Pauley Monsters Inc Novels & Stories

I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue. "We are monsters, aren't we?" Nicodra asks deviously. "Yes, we sleep in beds and bathe in showers, eat with forks and knives—cooked foods—but we're beasts. I had heard that a woman of your pack killed her mate. Bizarre, isn't it?" "Tragic, I think," I answer. "I can't lie, it's been on my mind. Horrible, terrible thing." David says, "We're choosing to move on from the incident."

A helicopter buzzed overhead, the searchlight crawling over the creek bed, and off in the distance, Halley could hear hounds as dozens of flashlights searched for Halley. “Miss Monroe, we’re going to have to take you down to the sheriff’s station to get a report, but you’re not in any trouble. I have the evidence and enough witness statements to let me know what this Halley Night girl was up to. I don’t understand what would make a girl….” He stopped himself. “At any rate, your dad can come with you, and we’ll get this over as soon as we can, okay?”

I told them "One thing is bothering me, though: why now are you ready to tarnish Levi and reveal his deeds? It's been years since this incident, and we got kicked out of the company before anyone heard our parts. Years have passed, and even Levi might have forgotten, so why now are we getting justice?" The old man asked

"What’s your boss doing right now?" After a long pause, he finally sent back a message. "…Am I part of your game now too?" A second later, another message followed, but this time with a video attached. In the video, Liam sat at his desk, brows furrowed, his expression looking vaguely irritated. Before I could get a clear look, Liam suddenly lifted his head, as if sensing something—his sharp gaze locking straight onto the camera. The video jerked violently before cutting off. Busted.

Vanessa paled. The monster she thought she controlled… had turned toward her. And he wasn’t playing anymore. As Lucien walked away from the grave, his phone buzzed in his pocket. A message. No name. Just a video attachment. He opened it. His blood iced. Zara. In the woods. Sleeping against a tree. Adrian keeping watch. And the camera filming them… was close. Too close. Lucien’s throat locked. Then the message appeared beneath the video:

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

and class packet. Time to go get soul scanned, judged by an ancient arena, and forced into a house of monsters I’d never met. “Nothing about this is normal.” Gen cackled. “Nope. But normal is fucking boring.”

“What are you doing here, Lydia?” She didn’t answer right away. Her gaze darted across my face like she was searching for something. Truth? Lies? Regret? Then finally, she said, “I came to give you an answer.” “You—” The door burst open again. Kaela and Cassian barged in, eyes wild and alert, ready to attack. “Who let a vampire into the compound?” Cassian growled. I sighed and ran a hand down my face. “Do you people not knock?”

CAELUM'S POV": Working was always the best thing I could do, these files that I had been checking had been edited so well that it had been so much easier to review them. I really wanted to know who wrote it. I rang the small bell on my desk, a moment later my assistant was standing outside knocking at the door. "Come in Angela" "Anything you need boss?" she also meowed in her seductive voice. I gave her a disgusted look and asked "Who edited these files?"