Monster High Clawdeen Brother Novels & Stories

but letting our ties with New Moon disintegrate could prove catastrophic as well if left unchecked for too long, and it had already been quite a few years. “Instead of more moongrass,” Dedrick went on, “I propose we use Moonstone’s other biggest resource to our advantage: the moondeer.” He paused again, glancing up at Chris, who remained silent. My breath caught in my throat at the mention of those sacred, beautiful creatures. I didn’t have a good feeling about this, but I wanted to hear him out.

"C'mon, Grayson. The boys can give us a little privacy while you show me where Mom is." King growls low in his throat, his eyes burning into Gray, but I meet his gaze with a pointed look. "I'll be okay, baby," I promise him, softening my tone. "Maybe you guys can show Zuri some of the pretty flowers." Gray pulls his hand from mine with an exaggerated huff. "Why are we holding hands? What are we, in Kindergarten?" he grumbles before walking off. It should hurt my feelings, but I know my brother. He's the ruthless president of the Crimson Reapers, and God forbid anyone see him holding his little sister's hand.

Clarabelle hadn’t had the chance to complete a sentence as her eyes met with the dark eyes of the man standing only a few feet behind her brother. “Pardon? Who are you calling stupid?” Draven’s lips curled into a playful smirk. “Let’s hope this one is more of a prince than a frog, shall we?” He winked at his sister before turning around and greeting the man. “Dean Westminster, I presume.” Standing six feet tall, Draven casually smoothened his suit then slid his hands into the pocket of his black trousers. “My name is Draven. Clarabelle’s brother.” When Deam didn’t look intimidated by that introduction in which Draven was thoroughly impressed, he added, “I assume you are here to seek audience

The stranger takes her hand and brings it to his lips. "Alpha female Cliara, my mate. I am Hedrick, the prodigal son of the renegade Alpha Tristan and the brother of the current Alpha Alvarez. Meg is his sister-in-law. I wouldn't have missed this day for the world, and I'm here to wish them luck." ..

He must have been feeling light headed, from all the blood he’d lost. “What’s your name, sweetheart?” He asked, and I noted the gentle lilt to his manner of speech. “Claire,” I said. “And don’t call me sweetheart.” “I’m Declan. What’s a nice girl like you doin’ in a place like this?” I rolled my eyes, tugging down one of my sweatshirt sleeves and pressing it against his forehead in an attempt to stem the bleeding. “I’m not such a nice girl. And if you don’t quit being so goddamned smarmy, I’m just gonna let this bleed until you pass out.” He smiled up at me then, a bright, earnest thing that lit up his entire face. I found myself smiling back.

The air crackled with anticipation as the battlefield became our shared hunting ground. Without warning, Zack lunged at me with a lightning-fast speed, his claws extended to rend and tear. Instinctively, I dodged his attack, my agility matching his own. We moved in a deadly dance, our bodies twisting and turning, each strike and parry filled with lethal intent. I swiped at Zack with my powerful claws, but he countered with a swift dodge, retaliating with a series of ferocious bites. The clash of our fangs and the sound of our growls echoed through the night, blending with the wind that whispered through the trees.

He whispered. “You monsters!" I whispered back. "Who's the monster here? A huge silverfur or little vulnerable redclaws,”, "Your brother is the monster. The redfang,” I retorted. "At least he didn't try to kill his brothers just like you tried to kill your sister,”, That got me! "Just how much do you know?!" I didn't stop, we were throwing replies back to each other without stopping or even thinking of our next words. “How much does your shadow know?".

My so-called brothers, Aiden and Asher, always join me for meals, making sure I finish everything in my plate. We’ve grown really close over the time we spent here. Since they are both Undeads, like me, we get along incredibly well. Everyone says we’re like real siblings, which feels nice, since us getting close has always been Andrew’s wish. We've been working hard on getting stronger and controlling our bloodthirst better. Now there's no one who can match our strength. “Did Claw finally die?” Asher jokes from behind the bar, pouring me a cup of coffee.

he said with a shrug. Arax Red and his twin brother, Marvis, walked towards where we were standing. They greeted me before they turned towards Cade. The twins and I were friendly, too. “Cade, stop following your lover for once. There are too many girls here to waste your time follow the Prince,” Arax said, punching Caden in his shoulder. Arax and Marvis were from another important clan, Clan Red Thunder. Caden winced and punched Arax back. Thoren stared at us with a frown on his lips. Thoren was Caden’s brother and he always had that frown on his lips. It was a constant. He hung around us, but he never actually talked with us.

He had a point to consider the carnage and the number of casualties the synagogue's attendees would sustain if Vaheed and I got out of control. “I see you brought along your Splatoon characters.” A raucous laughter came from Vaheed as his shoulders jerked when he gazed at Devin. "Brother, it's time to come home," I ordered using my alpha tone. I wanted to make this quick and teleport him to Dark Wolverson so that I could go back to Raina. Gradually, he flickered his eyes to meet my wolf's vermilion orbs. "Brother?" He infused that one word with so much vitriol and hatred that it hung between us like a curse. Furrowing his brows, he spat through his teeth. "I have no brother."