Monster High No Apologies Novels & Stories

Great wracking sobs that tore from her chest. I pulled my horse alongside hers. "Let it out. You have been holding too much for too long." "I killed him. I killed Ben, and they hate me, and they should hate me because I am a monster—" "You are a girl who had an accident. A terrible, tragic accident. But not a monster." "How do you know?" "Because monsters do not cry. Do not feel remorse. Do not care about the lives they took." I reached over to touch her shoulder. "You care. That proves you are human."

“Hung up on him three times before Tobias got me to watch the video, which I then went over with a detective-level, fine-toothed comb before agreeing to help this idiot.” Monica looks from Molly to Jackson, Jackson to Molly, and realize that they have conspired to get her here tonight for this. The Times Square billboard, both of them in New York, the apology . . . like it’s all some grand gesture. Wait . . . the apology. “You haven't apologized yet,” Monica says sternly. Jackson meets her eyes, cupping her chin as though he can’t not touch her. “I am sorry that I hurt you. My intention is only to love you, worship you, and make you happy.” Honesty shines in his eyes, and to someone at ano

“So you even know that word?” He let out a throaty chuckle. “Don’t think about it much. It could be the alcohol talking.” My face fell in disgust, and I pushed him away. “Of course. Why would a monster like you apologize?” “I’m just kidding around. You don’t have to rub it in. I really am sorry for everything.” “Well, I appreciate that you apologized… but that apology won’t change anything. I still want nothing to do with you.” “Is that all? That’s all you’re gonna say? What else do you want me to do? I’m fucking losing everything here… it’s all crashing down and closing in…”

I spun around, eyes burning red as I glared at them and aired my grievances. "Do you really think an apology can erase all the pain I've suffered all these years? "I'm the one who was wronged! But all my life, Jocelyn's been soaking up all of Mom and Dad's love. "I'm the one you all ignored, the one Felix betrayed! What makes you think a hollow apology will make me forgive everything? "I've spent years drowning in misery in the Lawson family. Why should I happily follow you home just because you're offering an apology?"

I quickly sat up and faced him, horrified at my thought that his friends would rape me. “Damian, I need to apologize to Max, Nick, Jack, and Marco. I didn’t mean to think of them as monsters. I got scared because they were so big and they were surrounding me, and somehow my mind thought they were going to rape me. I must apologize to them. Oh my God, I didn’t mean to react that way.” I told him, the words came rushing out of my mouth. I was panicking. I didn’t want his friends to think I thought of them badly.

Maybe he wanted to open it before all of us. "Did anyone annoy you. I mean are you on bad terms with anyone in this city or somewhere else?" He asked mother the moment she stepped in the room. "Bad terms? No, why would I be on bad terms with anyone?" She looked at him as she asked. "Then why would someone apologise to me?" He was sounding confused. "Open and see what's inside. The sender might have written his name somewhere, maybe direct to the gift."I said. "Yes. Let's open it first."Anu supplemented.

I crawled around the small closet in the darkness, running my hands across the floor, desperately searching. My fingers finally brushed against the smooth case and I grabbed it with both hands. The screen lit up and I saw a new message from Damien. "Don't even think about calling us. Stay there and reflect on your selfishness. Maeve is more important than your drama." Tears burned in my eyes as I stared at the message. Inside my mind, Aurora's presence was barely a whisper now. 'I'm sorry. I can't heal you. I don't have anything left.' 'It's okay, none of this is your fault.' I told her.

He grabbed a knife from the desk and lunged at them with a scream. "You always said you loved me! It's all lies!" His face twisted with hatred. "You helped me frame him once before! Why can't you do it again?" The next second, screams, shouts, and the crash of furniture erupted into a deafening cacophony. Blood covered the floor. Back at home, my adoptive father and I were making dinner when a sudden pain slammed into my chest so hard it nearly stole my breath. A text message appeared on my phone. [Julian, we're sorry. Please forgive us. If there's a next life, let us love you the right way.]

The thought of it alone made my dick twitched. "I'm..I'm sorry, for raising my voice at you. Please... forgive me. I ju-just miss home." I heard her shaky voice pleading between her sobs. Why was she crying? Why was she apologizing again now? Was she scared of my monster now? It can't be right? Well, it was too late Alicia.