Monster High Clawdeen Brother Novels & Stories

His brother. “Anderson...” Adrian’s voice was broken, raw with emotion. “I don’t want to do this.” But his brother wasn’t listening. He was beyond reason, consumed by the bloodlust that had driven their entire family to madness. He lunged at Adrian with a snarl, his claws outstretched, ready to tear him apart. And Adrian... he couldn’t hold back anymore. The battle between them was swift, brutal. Claws met flesh, teeth tore into fur, and the air was filled with the sound of growls and yelps of pain. Adrian was powerful, but his brother was relentless, fueled by rage and a need for vengeance.

"Where in the name of all that's holy did you dig this 'sister' up from?" Clyde drew up straight, his face tightening. "Sharon. Eva." His tone was clipped as his jaw clenched. "This isn't the time or place for your antics." "Oh, but it is," Sharon said, stepping further into the room, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. "I see what you're doing, Clyde. You think by dragging some random girl here and calling her your sister, you'll secure the highest share of the inheritance. But let me tell you something—it's not going to happen."

When I was twelve, Ethan was eighteen. He was my brother Alex's best friend and the most powerful Alpha in the northern territories. He was magnetic, commanding, with an aura that made every wolf in the pack lower their heads in respect. I was completely obsessed with him. This wasn't just a crush. When he was around, I felt my entire world shift on its axis. I baked cookies for their pack meetings, the kind loaded with chocolate chips that Ethan always grabbed first. I drew little pictures of wolves running under moonlight, pencil strokes filled with a longing I couldn't even name.

“Hm… the family had four brothers and their loyal knight, the eldest brother was named Earl, then Norm, Gus and then Larry, their loyal knight was Clyde. He was a very powerful person and he took care of a lot of things, Clyde was the protector of this town and he protected the town against all the evil.” “Then how come they all died?” “It is said that Clyde had a brother whose name was Flint and he was a evil, he was opposite to his brother and hated the town, he was selfish and only cared about himself, he never wanted to help others, he only and only cared about himself. And he hated how loved and powerful Clyde was. One day Flint’s lover who was an evil woman committed a crime and was ki

“From whom?” “Damien,” my Beta answers. I snatch the letter from his grasp, my interest piqued. Damien… Alina’s ambitious elder brother. I had met him once, I had seen the thirst for power in him and he was my pawn to take over the Moonlit Claw pack. A man so hungry for power he would claw his way through his own kin to get it would be willing to do anything as long as the price was right. With a swift motion, I tear the seal and unfold the parchment. My eyes scan the words, and as I read, a slow, satisfied smirk spreads across my face.

Chace Crawford, that is who he reminds me of, and he has to be about twenty-seven maybe? I look to Ashton, he is the baby, of the brothers anyway. He’s about twenty-four, or maybe twenty-five? His eyes are green, and almost mesmerising. He looks so different from Emmet and Grayson, there are no features he has that they share. His hair is curly and almost black, and when he smiles he has perfect dimples, which are really sweet. He reminds me of Joshua Bassatt. It’s weird how different Ashton is to them. I wonder if Ava is right, she said people assume they are brothers, but maybe they aren’t?

she added, her words seeping through my bones. My breath hitched. I clenched my fists, my blood running cold as she grabbed me by the hair, wearing a devilish smile. “Stay away from the Gravens brother, freak, look at my mate again, and I will rip you to shreds,” she declared, her sharp voice cutting across the room. “What are you doing?” A deep baritone voice cut through the room, and everyone froze, going into a heavenly silence. He emerged from the shadows, his eyes cold and ruthless, with his curly hair stretching on his shoulders at waist length.

I spent the whole weekend in New York drinking alone. I was surprised, depressed and lost, after knowing Fai and Damian are brothers. I feel like there's no way to turn back and start from the beginning again. All my plans fell apart. I can say Damian is a good man and I am sure he won’t go back to me when he knows I am with his brother, Fai. Now, I don’t know what I should do? End my game with Fai and pursue Damian or continue the plan since I need more information about Damian, Anna and others.

he said resolutely. Clary had never been prouder of her brother. He was just like her mother, stubborn and resilient and wouldn't take no for an answer. She almost laughed at the shell-shocked expression on Moni face. She looked as though somebody had dropped a bucket of icy water over her head. She leaned down and helped her mate up off the floor, seeing her own amusement mirrored on her face. "Maybe I should have tried that with you. Your best friend doesn't know what has hit her" she muttered under her breath, making Damon laugh.

Claus says looking at his brothers " Wrong, I don't identify as mate but as Celea the commander, in this palace and a complete stranger outside this palace" Claus frowns at her ridiculous words " phahaha" laughed one of the brothers " I like her" he says while waking from his place now walking towards Celea and lining his hand before her " I'm Hadeon, Hadeon Ariban " " Celea " "and that's my other brother Zhen" Celea than said " the chaotic one" pointing at Hadeon " the calm one" pointing at Zhen " and the angry one" pointing at Claus " how did I get tangled with the one that's the hardest to deal with" * sight*