Monster High Fanfic Novels & Stories

Monster Romance • Alpha/Omega • Forced Proximity • Dark Romance Isabel has spent her whole life running from Alphas and hiding who she really is. Ever since monsters revealed their existence and seized control of the world, being an omega has become a life sentence of slavery. And she refuses to accept that fate. So she pretends to be a beta. But when Isabel is chosen to work directly under Razor — the most powerful, dominant, and dangerous of all the monsters — she realizes her lie is about to fall apart. He watches too closely. He knows too much. And he seems determined to drag out the secret she's been guarding. When an accident puts her family in danger, Isabel discovers there'

"Theo, get over here!" I looked up to see my sister, Rosa Spencer, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she dragged a scrawny guy into the woods. Before disappearing among the trees, she shot me a taunting grin as if to say, "Hazel, I'm the one marrying the richest man this time! Good luck sticking with that useless Dexter for the rest of your miserable life!" Soon, the woods were filled with lewd gasps and moans. As I watched the man beside me, his cheeks flushing and sultry moans escaping his throat, it finally dawned on me that I had been reborn.

Gen snorted. Monstra Fidelis – Monster Fight Club Advisor: Commander Karrin Vorax Summary: Unofficially official. First rule: don’t talk about it. Second rule: absolutely talk about it. Night duels. Monster form combat. No magic, just raw, feral brawls. Watchers can place bets. Winners gain power, respect, and invitations to secret GraveGalas. “Okay this one’s screaming my name,” I whispered. “Also, secret parties? Hell yes.”

Luckily Fuschia made it tough so the monster blows meant nothing. Then she scanned the area around Hayden with a keen eye. She didn't catch Raymon's presence by Hayden's side, considering the two were an inseparable pair more than Romeo and Juliet. Even though Raymon was nowhere to be seen at the moment, Fuschia thought that sooner or later Raymon would show his nose to help Hayden. 'Even Raymon that bastard probably isn't dead yet like Hayden. He's the second male lead after all. Shit!' And maybe when Raymon appears later, he will also be like Hayden who merged with the monster grande.

I hurled the locket into the dark, churning water of the sea-cave. The Original let out a sharp, indrawn breath, but I didn't give her time to react. I lunged at Dante, grabbing the lapels of his ruined coat and dragging him into a kiss that tasted of iron, salt, and a final, dark victory. "I’m not the girl from the mountain anymore," I growled against his lips, my body arching into his with a desperate, dangerous attraction. "I’m the monster you made. And a monster doesn't want justice. She wants her property."

she moaned softly. “Will you?” I whispered into her ear.” “Yeah.” “Got you!” I stopped what I was doing instantly. “Have I ever told you how much of a monster you are?” “You monster, aren't I?” “Mine.” The End

This is why Maya can't let go of anything from her. "Oh my, did something happen?" Mona, who accidentally ran into them, was also worried, especially since Maya's face grimaced as if she was holding back the pain. "Its okay, Maya just tripped!" Lucas answered casually Maya cheered in her heart, see how Lucas was so gallant to hold her body. She was imagining how dashing Lucas was when making love. All this time, secretly Maya could only catch glimpses of Lucas and Aria making love. She wanted to feel more than this.

"But it's only a dream love. It's not real." "But that wasn't the worst part Dad." Max said sitting up and facing Damon with wide worried eyes. Magnus watched Max, feeling his body tense with a deep feeling of dread. Max wiped his nose with the corner of his blanket as his eyes began to well with tears. "A m-monster came out of the pond...a giant, red beast..." ...with broken wings of dazzling white flames and eyes so dark and merciless, to look upon them would destroy your mind and leave you screaming and writhing in agony... Damon shuddered as Max's monster appeared before his eyes, rising from a pool of pitch and flames.

Nicky had done far worse than just bite me. I looked up and coldly stared at her. "You people are really made for each other." "What's that supposed to mean?" she snapped. "You know what it means," I said, standing up to jab my finger in her shoulder. "You're a monster who beat up my wife so badly that she was critically wounded." Then, I whipped my shaking finger around to point at Nicky. "And as for you, you're a little monster who flushed my wife's ashes down the toilet!"

My mother will be here any moment, and she will heal you,’ I assure him and begin to hum while I comb my fingers through his hair. ‘I’m dying,’ Micah whispers and squeezes my hand. ‘No, you’re not, Micah!’ I say sternly, shaking my head. ‘You’re not dying, you’re not going anywhere, and you’re not going to leave me. You are my fated mate. You are meant to stay with me forever. First, we’re going to travel just like you wanted, then we will become Alpha and Luna of Storm Glenn and then,’ I burst into tears even louder. ‘And then we are going to have lots of babies. Beautiful babies. So, you can’t die, even if you wanted to,’ I cry.