Monster High Aesthetic Novels & Stories

That was precisely what he did. ‘This place looks nice. It’s designed to make the customers feel comfortable, but also intimidate them.’ The designs that filled the room told of this establishment’s incredible wealth. Anyone who wasn’t worth their salt would feel very uncomfortable and intimidated if they stayed here for too long. ‘This won’t work on me, though…’ The thought of his stash of Monster Cores hidden in the Hobgoblin hideout brought a smile to his face. With so much potential money in his grasp, there was no way he would allow these people to frighten him.

The mighty Luna finally found something she fears more than losing power. Then the crowd ahead slowly parts. And suddenly every sound around me fades into the background. Because I see him. The monster. I understand immediately why everyone calls him that. Not because he's ugly. That would have been easier. He's beautiful in the kind of way storms are beautiful before they destroy entire cities. Tall. Dark clothes hang from his body almost perfectly, untouched by the blood covering everyone else around him. His black hair falls loosely around his face, moving slightly in the wind while his eyes...

But here, on the peak, the sky was a swirling vortex of black and gold. And there, at the center of the bone circle, stood the Monster. It was ten feet tall, a nightmare of shifting geometry. It had the shadow of a wolf, but its limbs were made of the same silver liquid as Julian’s eyes. It didn't have a face, just a vertical slit of violet light that bled static into the air. "Kael?" I stepped forward, the dagger held low.

Even if the pain killed me, I would expose her. "The first extraction begins now." A massive drill tore into my skull. Countless steel needles plunged straight into my brain and began to stir. To keep the memories clear, there was no anesthesia. I screamed, my body shaking as I forced myself to stay conscious. Watching this, even the live comments started to hesitate. [He's only seven. He's risking his life just to pull these memories out… Is there something we're missing?]

If the steak sent by the kitchen was slightly too tough, he would cut it into tiny pieces himself and feed it to me bite by bite. The nursery was filled with the finest furs and toys, each one hand-picked by him at the market. An Alpha who valued his bloodline more than his life. A mate who treated our unborn pup like a treasure. He wouldn't be keeping a mistress behind my back and planning to kill our hard-won child for her, would he? I took a deep breath, suppressing the rising bile and heartache, and asked tentatively. "Kael, could the Healer be wrong? The life force of our pup felt so strong the last few times we checked."

I smirked and chuckled a bit, what was she expecting from an almighty like me, the Alpha, I thought smiling more. The other red hair lady was already hovering around me for her turn, I looked down at my rod and saw it was fluctuating, I smiled and scoffed. Not backing down was my one main rule and my rod should have known that. The way the red hair lady was looking at me my rod could also confirm how seductive it was to me and I could feel it strengthening itself. In a swoop I picked her up roughly, I wanted her to know that I can be too arrogant at times like this.

Mae is beside me. She’s still unconscious, her breathing slow and steady, but something about her is different. Not just alive—luminous. Her fiery red curls spill across the pillow like embers, each strand catching the low light. Her skin glows faintly, as if warmth radiates from beneath it, and her freckles stand out like constellations. She’s beautiful. She always was, but this is… more. Sharper. Intentional. As if the world itself has decided she deserves to be seen properly now.

From the look on her face I was certain she didn't miss her way. She wore a sleek black bodycon, her golden-blonde hair cascading over her shoulders in soft waves. Her beauty was striking. Her brightly red lips curved upwards in a confident smirk as her gorgeous brown eyes locked onto mine, sparkling with confidence. "Who're you?" I questioned, my brows furrowing slightly, as I stared at the stranger I hadn't seen before.