Monster High Fanfic Novels & Stories

I ask, my voice rising by the end. "Suggestive? News flash, idiot, they happened!" "In what fucking universe?" I tap the side of his head with two fingers and just like that, it's like we're back in the house in Sinistral. Me and Cielo going after each other. Me and Cielo hating each other.

Clenching her jaw, she snarled, "You lunatic! You think I've been cheating on you all along, huh? Fine. So be it. Not only am I divorcing you, but I'm going to make you pay for everything you did to those women!" She shoved me toward the police officers and screeched, "I don't want him anymore! Since he's a serial rapist who hurt so many women, trash like him should be put in prison!" I had barely taken a single step forward when Harvey rushed at me like a madman and grabbed me by the collar. Through gritted teeth, he snarled, "You're a monster, Cameron! You don't deserve to be with Nat!" As the police placed me in handcuffs, I thought to myself that this matter would be settled soon enough.

"Good. Now, eat. You look fragile, and I prefer my prizes to be strong enough to hold their weight." As I walked toward the dining hall, I realized the "Monster" wasn't just paying for Leo's life. He was rebuilding mine into something he could control. I was Chapter 10 of a story I didn't want to be in, and the ending felt further away than ever.

They just make the future possible. Dani hooks her arm around mine and kisses my cheek. "Let's go home, babe." If I am a monster, then I am hers. And I have never belonged to anything else completely. … T H E E N D ❤️❤️

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.

"After you leave from here Octavia, there's nothing between us. They have never been, and I don't know why you've always acted like..." "I understand." I said, tears already welled up in my eyes. "I understand what you mean Bennett and I'm leaving just now, I've always wanted to leave... don't you worry. Please leave so I'll change." I said, and he nodded. This was fucked up. We were fucked up! But like he said...there was no we. TBC The Tyrant Master and I...now on Goodnovel and frequents updated. Chapter 1 The small door opened widely, as she peered her eyes inside.

he begged. Well, he should have thought about that before pushing me to the ground. Now, he acted as if I had done something wrong by not immediately helping him. "Give me control!" Monster spoke up. "I just need to shift, and with Draca's help, I should be able to get rid of them!" he boasted. Draca initially scoffed but eventually agreed. "As much as I don't like this foolish collaboration, that human girl needs to survive, so I'll help this once."

As Damonq ran with the girls, two monsters rose up in front of him, almost at his feet: one had his hand outstretched in preparation to tear at the ancient's flesh. At Damonq’s silent command, both girls, hands circling his neck, slid around to his back to cling like two little monkeys and he continued forward, driving his fist deep into the nearest monster’s chest. He kept his forward momentum, even as he jerked his arm free, the withered, blackened heart in his fist. He ran straight at the second monster. The monster’s eyes widened with shock. No more than a second had passed. The heartless monster screamed and clutched his chest where black blood spewed. He dropped to his knees, shrieking

I bit down. Hard. He hissed as my teeth sank into his hand. For a split second— His grip loosened. I twisted sharply, elbowing back with everything I had. My elbow connected with his ribs. Not enough. But enough to break free. I stumbled forward, gasping, spinning around— And there he was. Marcus. Closer than ever. His eyes dark. Focused. Hungry. “You’re getting bold,” he said, almost impressed. My chest heaved. “Stay away from me.”

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”