Monster High Classes Novels & Stories

"Cameron Stuart! Just how much more trouble are you trying to cause me!" Natalie Parker's shrill voice rang in my ears, jolting me awake. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw her raising a bottle of sulfuric acid to splash it on me. Recalling the unbearable agony that overwhelmed me in my previous life, I instinctively reached out to grab the bottle. Still, some of the liquid splashed out anyway, dripping onto my body. I gasped in pain. After exhaling deeply, I clenched my jaw and caught Natalie by the wrist. "Are you mad? You can kill someone if you throw an entire bottle of sulfuric acid at them! Don't you know that?"

'I should give him a more realistic idea of what a battle would be like and make sure he understands what typical skill actually is. "Don't take anything you saw between me and Death as normal. Do you remember the four classes of magic ability?" Elijah went over them in his head, trying to make sure he didn't forget something so simple. "Basic, advanced, master, and world." Elijah was careful not to say it like a question. Lucifer looked over at the healer who was almost finished fixing his arm. "Good. Now, what separates the classes of healer?" Lucifer asked. Elijah wasn't sure of the answer, but gave his best guess.

He roared— slightly from pain in his ribs and mostly from jealousy. *** Rare Classes are common classes with added effects, they have the same basic skills with added elements. As the Class climbs in level they begin to stray further from their basic counterpart, for example Mana Knights/ Mage Blades are Knights with lower defense but a much higher mana pool and they can use Aura very well— like all Knights, but they can also learn to control one or more elements through harsh training which Knights cannot do. Due to their obvious rarity and incredible advantage in battle all Rare Classes are in Guilds and very successful.

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

Is there no such thing as justice anymore? And it wasn’t like Adonis had fought some overpowered monsters or something. These were summoned E-Tier Monsters! They weren’t supposed to yield any substantial EXP! ‘So why…?! WHYYYYYY?!’ There was only one answer to his question, and Rey knew it already. ‘His Hero Class! It has to be!’ It was an S-Tier Class, so of course it had to have numerous privileges that would be considered broken by Rey’s standards. Of course, Rey knew he couldn’t complain since he had quite the broken Skill himself, but the situation felt a little too unfair for him.

He had sharp features but something about his smile made him look kind and friendly. At the end of the sofa sat my boss, Mr. Caelum White, I had seen him often in our company's banners and occasionally saw him walking up to his office. I knew he was drop dead handsome but I was still expecting a human to show up, this man was cut out of a different cloth! His face was just perfect, his straight edged nose and perfect pink lips, his eyes were blue, but not like my fathers, but a blue so deep it could have been black. His hair was black contrasting perfectly to his skin color.

In their warped realities, they’re fighting for survival against a monster. Their Class Abilities flare in the dark. Spark’s is water-based—sharp, pressurized jets that slice through the undergrowth. Marcus’s is fire—explosive bursts of orange and red that set the damp leaves smoldering. The clash is a chaotic light show of steam and embers. I don’t intervene. I can’t. Not in my current state. Two veterans at full power, even crazed, would shred me. I think. They were functional this afternoon. Arrogant, but coherent. The madness came with the night. It’s not random. There’s a trigger.

Kyra was definitely a warrior, with her abilities passed on from her mysterious archangel dad at Michaels academy it didn't matter that she was half-human it only mattered how strong she was and how well she could hold her own in battle You're late mud grub Zeke spat As she walked into the roman coliseum style arena where she attended physical Combat class, sand crunched under her boots and the sun beat down bright and unmercifully hot turning the golden sand white It was one of the four classes that were officially taught at Michaels Academy the other three were Demonology Tracking and Hunting, Sigils, and Sealings and the last was Specialized Weapons Training All-day, every day, the classe

Everyone looked like an adult. “So what’s a Class A?” “Okay. Let me explain. Raven Academy has several types of students. The kids from Alpha bloodlines, noble families—Betas, Gammas, and Lycans. These are Class A wolves. They dominate here. Top of the hierarchy. Untouchable. People literally make way for them.” “This is crazy,” I gasped, for real. “Then there are Class B wolves— kids from the middle class. Elders, warriors, scouts, healers, seers, teachers. They are respected and cannot be mistreated”

"I don't know. It may or may not be them. Hopefully, it wouldn't be any of the other classes of monsters." "There are other monsters?!" she gasped as her heart dropped. Brenton had passively mentioned something like that during one of their classes, but she hadn't thought much about it until that moment. She assumed he meant other classes of zenzens, but Alaric was insinuating there weren't just the zenzens. "Yes, there are. I'm not surprised you haven't heard of it since they aren't taught till your fourth year as an elite student, but the zenzens are just one class. Most are more dangerous than the zenzens, like the dysies, malirions—"