Monsters Midnight Feast

Monsters Midnight Feast

Monsters Midnight Feast

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Fast Facts

  • Title: Monsters Midnight Feast
  • Ages: 5-8
  • Paperback Price: $6.99 USD
  • eBook Price: $2.99 USD
  • Author: Steve Hanson
  • Publication Date: 06/29/13
  • Summary:
    The Monsters Midnight Feast is a late night celebration for every monster in the world. What will happen when nine year old Lizzie accidentally stumbles upon an invitation?


The Monsters Midnight Feast is a wild celebration for all of the monsters of the world. This year it is hosted by two lovably hilarious brothers, Roink and Groondba. They take you through the magical world of a monster’s life, teach you how to hunt for a Hubbawallow fish and bake snail slime pastries. They only thing they don’t realize is that a human accidentally got invited this year. Nine-year-old Lizzie’s life has been missing adventure ever since her mother died. Will she be able to convince her father to take her to the feast?

Monsters Midnight Feast is a short chapter book for children ages 5-8 who like comedy and adventure. They might even realize monsters aren’t that different from us!

Sample Chapter

CHAPTER 5: The Hubbawallow Fish

“Why did I bother to help you tonight?” Roink asked.

“It was definitely a mistake,” replied Groondba. “I’d much rather be scaring kids than spending time with you.”

“I would say, ‘My thoughts exactly’, but then we would agree on something,” retorted Roink. “Yuck.”

“Let’s just get this over with. The Hubbawallow fish won’t catch itself,” lamented Groondba.

Roink grabbed a giant net, his tree climbing gear and a bag of acorns. The Hubbawallow fish was the mightiest of the tree dwelling fish. It was the size of two mattresses, stunk like moldy pasta and could bite off a man’s arm. It was the perfect main course to serve at the Midnight Feast. The only problem was that they were almost impossible to catch.

Hubbawallow FishHubbawallows lived in the trees, but were rarely seen by humans. Most humans didn’t have the imagination to see them since their green scales shimmered like oak leaves. Occasionally a kid would spot one, but nobody ever took them seriously when they yelled, “Look Mom! A giant fish in the tree ate a bird.” Hubbawallows had teeth the shape of branches to lure unsuspecting birds into their mouth. They also loved to eat acorns, which was why Roink packed a bag of them.

Roink and Groondba left the door to their house open wide as they left. Humans were afraid of someone breaking into their home, but monsters feared that nobody would wander inside their house. They wanted someone to drink the poison they left out on the counter, touch their newest booby trap or simply lounge around waiting to be eaten.

Roink and Groondba exchanged insults as they walked through the Whalican. Roink threw an acorn up into the trees and then caught it. As long as the acorn came down from the tree, he knew there were no Hubbawallows in the branches. If the acorn disappeared, it was probably eaten by the giant tree fish.

“Have you arranged the entertainment for our Midnight Feast?” Groondba asked.

“Yes,” Roink answered not really listening to the question. He was sick of Groondba’s voice so he answered yes to everything. It worked because Groondba wasn’t listening to Roink’s replies. He was only making conversation because he knew his brother preferred to fish in silence.

Roink froze and then grabbed another acorn from his bag. He threw it in the air and it vanished. He threw another one and it disappeared. Roink pointed above him.

Roink bent down so Groondba could stand on his hands. Roink whispered, “One… Two… Three…” and then he rocketed Groondba into the tree. As Groondba flew into the air, he threw the net. The Hubbawallow howled and tried to jump into the next tree, but it was stuck in the net.

Roink climbed the tree to help pull the Hubbawallow fish from the branches. Groondba licked his lips. By the time the Hubbawallow fish had marinated in the mold pit for a week, it would be the perfect main dish for the feast.