Monster High Holt Hyde Novels & Stories

Bradley and his friends were all together laying in the grass, and they looked around and smiled at their surroundings; vibrant green grass and trees, blue sky with no clouds as far as the eye could see, singing birds, and a perfect temperature. Their reactions changed as Hex and I walked closer to them and they noticed us. They all cowered and their smiles dropped instantly as they saw me and the demon next to me. Hex was a small man in his human form, his height barely reached my waist and his hair was short and pitch-black like his eyes. His stare could burn someone from the inside if he wanted, and his powers to shapeshift into any creature he wanted gave him unlimited power, not to ment

ELSA ELKINS' POV "She's a wanted criminal whose face is all over the places in Chocó." My eyes bulged as soon as I heard him and I began to wonder why Jessica was wanted by the authorities. The lead Investigator turned towards Jessica and his lips curled into a smirk. "The Mighty Jezz," He called sarcastically as he walked towards her. "Daughter of Mr. Lee Yuka, owner of the most sought after drug empire in the whole of Chocó"

"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?"

the man all but sobbed. His companion, Pete, I assumed, hadn't said a word. All he did was stare at me as if I were worse than a cockroach. I focused on Troy again. "Why don't you like me?" "I never said that-" Troy began but was cut off by his friend. "Because you're not one of us. You're a hybrid. An abomination of nature. You deserve to be tortured and killed." Chris jumped forward before I could so much as react, slapping the man across the face. "Keep your hole shut if you want to stay alive."

If the steak sent by the kitchen was slightly too tough, he would cut it into tiny pieces himself and feed it to me bite by bite. The nursery was filled with the finest furs and toys, each one hand-picked by him at the market. An Alpha who valued his bloodline more than his life. A mate who treated our unborn pup like a treasure. He wouldn't be keeping a mistress behind my back and planning to kill our hard-won child for her, would he? I took a deep breath, suppressing the rising bile and heartache, and asked tentatively. "Kael, could the Healer be wrong? The life force of our pup felt so strong the last few times we checked."

Monica, however, thought it wouldn’t be such a big issue since the two were powerful witches and with their magic combined, they would take down both Howard and Mallory. “I can easily take down this vampire and that suspicious-sounding she-wolf,” Monica steadily put the crystal ball back in her bag and shook her head at her mother’s lack of trust in her powers. “It’s not these two I am afraid of,” Mrs. Lee, who probably knew the Clynts better than Monica, replied very nervously, “They are Clynts,” she declared and once her claim couldn’t justify her sudden terror from the two, she added, “His grandson is not an ordinary Hybrid, he attains some powers which if he ever was able to get control

"I'm your granddaughter! You clearly knew how dangerous he could be, yet you still forced me to marry him? "Do you really think that little of me?" Seeing her twisted expression, Steven seemed to age ten years in an instant. After a long silence, he finally spoke. "You'll regret this." There was a pause between each word. His eyes carried a sense of pain. "How could I ever regret killing a monster?" Jessica screamed hysterically. Steven pointed at me on the ground. "His name is Christopher. He used to be the ace of the Special Forces. Now he's part of my Classified Unit."

What kind of monster was he? "Damn it!" Hyde staggered to his feet as he spat out more blood. His heart was filled with humiliation and rage. "Who the hell are you?" Hyde demanded, his voice dripping with hatred. "Who I am doesn't matter," Chase replied coldly as he took slow steps toward him. His voice was chilling. "In any case, you won't live to see tomorrow." "Ha, you're so full of yourself!" Hyde sneered. Just as he finished speaking, he pulled out a specially crafted pendant from his pocket and crushed it. With a thunderous explosion, an immense wave of energy spread outward.

Realizing he was only proving his theory of his insanity, Damon the prideful kept on walking backward like a human he saw inside the boxes called television in the human realm as if he was someone inside a horror and suspense scene. Damon the insane yet prideful Halfling was in this train of thoughts when his back bumped into someone. “Fuck!” He turned sharply to the body he just bumped into and was immediately welcomed by a pair of deep azure eyes. Damon cleared his throat before he spoke. “Since when did you come here, Hydra?”

Holt took a step back. His composure cracked. Just slightly, just for a second. But it cracked. "Interesting," he said. His voice had changed. Still controlled, but underneath it was something I recognized from the Rogue in the trees — reassessment. He was recalculating. Adrian came through the stairwell door. He crossed the corridor in four steps, put his hand on Holt's arm, and said something I couldn't hear. Holt went completely still. Not frozen — aware. His eyes were sharp and present but his body had stopped entirely, like someone had turned off the signal to his limbs. A binding, my father had explained. A Hunter immobilizing a target's supernatural capacity and, by extension, their p