Monster High: The Origin Story Novels & Stories

"You died last time, too, didn't you? That's the only reason we got to start over. But this time… Unfortunately for you, you're the only one who's going to die." Dario's smile vanished. "You really are such a failure," I continued, cocking my head as I looked at him. "From the last life to this one, you still aren't the winner." He let out a roar and lunged at me. Gunshot cracked through the air, and a piece of his ear was blown off. Blood streamed down his neck. He clutched his ear, his legs shaking violently from fear and pain. Cassiano stood behind me, his gun raised. He said, "The next shot won't be off-target. We can settle the tab for the previous life in this one."

Especially dark ones. Horatio shakes his head. "I wonder sometimes if it wasn't Gordon who created the monster. His affections were very clear." "Horatio." He faces me dead on, eyes shadowed. "Say it. Who is her biological father?" "Nicholas—" "Fucking say it." "Chandler," he says flatly. To think it is one thing. To guess it. To hear it, though, and to know it as fact, it's another thing altogether. "Chandler Carlisle-Bent hated his half-sister. He despised her, Nicholas. He raped her over months and months, and I never even saw it. Never saw what was right in front of my eyes."

I came here to hide from Marcus and start over. Instead I walked into a house with three wolves who already decided I belonged to them.

my pride wouldn’t let me admit that I was scared so I let go of one of my hands, while the other one slipped through my fingers. “I’ll rather die than stay around a monster like you” I finally let go. I waited for the impact, the bones cracking, blood coming out of every part of my body but nothing happened, instead I landed on what felt like fur. I slowly opened my eyes, I was alive. I wasn’t dead. But how? Soon the fur felt like human skin, naked human skin. “I’m not getting rid of you that fast” he said, and then it registered. He dropped me to save me and now I was lying on his naked chest facing him eye to eye.

Devastation, fury, and terror crashed through me at once. “What am I?” I demanded as I stepped toward him. Hade said nothing. I moved closer with my voice breaking. “You have been looking for me for ten years. Someone tried to kill me with my parents and now your Beta says they know what I am.” Tears stung my eyes. “So tell me, Hade. What the hell am I?” He stared at me and for the first time I saw genuine unease in the Monster King’s face. His usual cold control cracked just enough to reveal the storm beneath. He reached out as if to touch my shoulder then stopped himself.

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.

"A feather? But you told me you would come back without powers and magic so how did all that happened?" "You were indeed raised by a human. How could you not think about it. What did you think? That I would surrender my magic just like that? Am sorry for the disappointment. I will forever be grateful to you for making me this powerful. All thanks to your foolishness." He monked. "What? What's wrong with you Mike. I really can't believe that this is the same Mike who helped me in the Dark forest."I pointed. Laughing, "are you shocked? You shouldn't be as this is the beginning."

A growing acceptance that this connection between us was here to stay. I walked beside him with my head high. The chains were gone. My power stirred stronger than ever. This bond had changed us both. The monster and his prey were becoming something far more dangerous together. And the world outside these walls would soon learn what that meant.

Yet now, faced with the cruel truth, the pain was unbearable. After saying that, Mom grabbed me by the collar. Her expression twisted with malice as she snarled, "Hand over the money, or don't bother calling me 'Mom'!" I wiped my tears and let out a cold laugh. "Fine." That single word made her freeze. When she came to her senses, a dark, vicious gleam flickered in her eyes. The next second, there was a deafening crack against my skull. Darkness swallowed my vision whole. When I woke up again, I couldn't see a thing.