Clair Monster High Novels & Stories

Claire lay unmoving, unresisting under him as if she were already dead. Grey leaned down and spoke in her ear, but I couldn’t make out what he said. As he drew back, he began to morph. Tan colored fur erupted all over his body as his bones cracked and reformed into those of an enormous mountain lion. He snapped his massive jaw in Claire’s face, then bounded off, disappearing into the thick copse of pine trees.

“Are you kidding me right now? Wait a minute, even though she's found you who happens to be her mate, she still intends to become Luna in my pack? Aren't you too foolish to let a woman who is your mate become Luna to an Alpha who isn't her mate?” “Of course I wasn't happy about it. But then, seeing that makes her happy, I was willing to fulfill her wish.” “Fulfill her wish by killing someone in the process, huh? Tell me, where the fuck is Clair?!” I thundered in my Alpha tone. “Sh…she is in an apartment on the outskirts of town.” “Shit! Now listen to me, I want you to mind link whoever you sent to get Clair killed to stop whatever they are plotting to do, immediately.”

After the doctor left Malik was devastated from the news and he came back into the room and stared at his daughter’s pale face and then beckoned on Claire to follow him to his study. “ Your sister is pregnant, a very high risk pregnancy apparently “ Claire blinked twice totally confused about what her father meant. “ What do you mean May is pregnant dad? And what high risk?” “ she is one month gone, but the child’s physiology is very strange and your sisters womb is having issues accommodating it so it is high risk “ Claire just remembered Ashton and exclaimed loudly while covering her mouth and then she smiled, fate seems to be working this one so hard. “ Is it the Neighbours son ? “ Claire

The penthouse was chaotic—Emma was two years old now, a toddler tornado of energy. "Uncle Marcus!" Emma shrieked, running into my legs. I picked her up. "Hey, monster." Emma looked at Claire. She narrowed her eyes—the Noah West glare. "Who's dat?" "This is Claire," I said. "She's my friend." Claire didn't try to charm her. She didn't use a baby voice. She just crouched down. "I like your dinosaur shirt," Claire said. "I made a mug with a dinosaur on it once. It looked like a potato, though."

I walked into the chamber. The anchor pulsed at the center, glowing with an eerie light. But it wasn't alone. A figure stood before it. Tall. Pale. Familiar. Claire Morgan. But not the Claire I remembered. This Claire was different. Her skin was gray. Her eyes were golden. Her body was twisted, mutated, transformed by the infection. She was no longer human. She was a creature of the Apex. The anchor's guardian. "Claire." The creature turned. Its golden eyes met mine.

Laughing eerily, he advanced towards the petrified girl who was crouched to a corner. “Where is my child you whore?!!??” his voice was raspy and eerie. It filled the entire atmosphere and seemed to echo when he spoke. Clair was too terrified to say anything, as she sensed his cold hands grab on to her legs. His ugly black claws dug in to her flesh making blood trickle on to the floor. “No. Leave me alone!” Clair gasped as she tried her best to remove the claws that held on to her. The claws of the one who had once bought her. The one who she thought was dead. The father of her child.

However, just when the game was about to end, my eyes caught a glimpse of something that made me stop. I noticed that Clark had a peculiar tattoo on his arm I believed was similar to what we found in Hunter Grey. Based on my quick observation, the tattoo was an intricate design of a demented clown, with elongated limbs and a twisted grin on its face. The colors used were vibrant yet grotesque, with shades of mustard yellow, deep red, and silky green. The clown's eyes were black and soulless as if they were staring right into your deepest fears. But the weirdness of the tattoo did not stop there. Around the clown's body were tiny, almost indiscernible symbols and lines that seemed to move and

"Not you. Them. But we're going to fix this." "How?" He smiled, showing fangs that gleamed silver in the moonlight. "By becoming the monsters they feared we always were." Outside, the screaming began. The transformation of Crimson Moon Academy had begun, and we were the only ones who could stop it. Or lead it. The choice was ours, but time was running out.

Amy's soft lips had crushed his with passion. “Leon! It's Empusa!” exclaimed Claire, startling Leon. She suddenly stood behind Leon. But Amy's lips were so delicious, Leon couldn't stop. "Leon, stop!" shouted Claire again as she ran closer, she jumped with the spear in her hand drawn towards Amy. Leon held her spear with one hand. "What are you doing, Claire?" asked Leon. “She's Empusa! Open your eyes!" exclaimed Claire. "Empusa?" asked Leon. “A human flesh-eating creature, with bat wings and burning hair! Disguised as a beautiful girl to attract prey! " exclaimed Claire.

Clara took a step and continued forward. The three of us rushed forward until another stepped forward. Clara lifted her hand, palm up before she shoved her hand forward. A black shield taller than us and spreading out ten feet wide pushed out from her hand. It slammed against the mud monster ran into it. She pulled her arm back and thrust it forward again. The darkness pressed forward until the monster fell on it’s back. Clara stepped forward and lifted her hand up above her head. I looked up to her hand before looking at the humanoid again. As she brought her hand down until her palm was facing the floor. She shoved it down as the humanoid’s head fell into it’s shoulders. She grunted and to