Monster High Valentine Novels & Stories

Now that the opportunity was finally here, she couldn’t ask him to stay and give it all up. Valeria wasn’t selfish. She just hoped the next six months would go by fast. “Hug time!” the twins yelled as they ran over and wrapped their arms around their legs. Valeria giggled and knelt down with Ben. They all hugged, and the moment felt incredibly emotional. Valeria could feel the sting of tears in her eyes. “Who am I?” Ben asked suddenly. Ethan and Emily looked at him and shouted, “You’re our Superman!” “Nope…” Ben said with a fake serious tone and mischievous eyes—his way of warning them he was about to transform into a monster.

Get your mind out of the gutter. “What was your mom doing in your house?” Valentine grimaces at that question. “I don’t know, but I’m having the locks changed. She isn’t supposed to be here. She knows that.” “Valentine?” Marvel looks up at him. “Valentine. Just Valentine,” Valentine groans. Marvel wrinkles his nose but complies. “Can the pretty girl, Stephanie, come back to play?” “Goddess, I hope not,” Valentine grimaces. “You don’t like her?”

The smoke clawed at Noa’s throat like it wanted to strangle him from the inside out. Every breath was hot, bitter, scratching at his lungs until he couldn’t hold back the violent coughs shaking his chest. His ears were still ringing from the blast that had ripped the safehouse apart, but even through the deafening buzz Valente’s voice carried, clear, sharp, smug as poison. “Bring me the boy,” Valente called, his tone laced with mockery that cut deeper than the smoke. “Or we burn the whole block.”

It wasn’t the most logical place to have these ceremonies, but it worked for us. Karma and I both jumped up on the bar using the stools we had lined up for exactly this purpose, ready to get this thing rolling. “Alright you lot!” I shouted out over the chaos. “Tonight, we’re formally patching three new members of the Valkyrie.” The room filled with cheers. “But before we get stuck into the vows and the sambuca, Rogue needs to say a few words.” I looked for him in the crowd, motioning him to join us.

As the newspapers settled, a sense of anticipation permeated the surroundings, as if the delivery of the news held a profound significance that transcended the mundane act. One such newspaper, propelled by an unexpected gust of wind, sailed through an open window, narrowly missing the owner of a grand mansion, Asmodeus, the former king of hell. Startled by the unexpected intrusion, Asmodeus emerged from his abode, his imposing figure exuding an air of regal authority. His piercing gaze bore witness to the headline that had disrupted his solitude: "Valentine is coming. Where is your lover? Don't be sitting at home feeling lonely!" Surprisingly, a wry smile tugged at the corners of Asmodeus's

A young tall handsome teenager, walked in wearing a blue suit, he called out "Annabelle!" Hearing her name, she turned around and said "Max... you are here." She hugged him "Happy birthday." He said "Thank you, I thought you wouldn't make it." Valentina said pouting "I wouldn't miss it for the world." He replied and added "This is for you." handing a box to her "Wow it's beautiful." "I had a feeling you will love it."

Val even showed her fangs playfully, which made everyone laugh. “You’re disgusting!” Damona and Demonise both said with a grimace. Laughter echoed throughout the entire venue as my sisters started bickering playfully. “Your sisters are so lively,” Azrael said with a smile. I hummed with a smile on my lips. I overheard Val still making Drelix call her Valkyrie. I know why Val acted like this. It’s because she’s pregnant, but the bump isn’t visible yet. Damona and Helix proceed with their vows.

A look of amusement spread on his face, “Maybe I can wank then you watch. I hear it’s always hot when it’s done that way” I eyed him and went straight to the residential part of the building, the party was already boring me off. I had a plan for that party; invite a lot of pop stars, Chrisbrown, Beyonce and the crew from the Belair movie. My Dad is rich and I know he could pay for it. I never wanted to stay in a party filled with old suckers, they made life boring. I pulled out my Valentino heels and headed to the kitchen for a cup of water. As my well-manicured hands grabbed the freezer handle, the whole light in the building went off.

The woman shoved the waiter away and hissed, “Move! I’m here to catch my boyfriend in the act! “He’s been spending all this money on Valentine's Day to see her! I’m not going to be satisfied until I skin that fox alive!” The group of women trailing behind her echoed after her, “That woman must have a death wish to try to steal Amora Smith’s man!” “We’re going to make her regret ever being born!” I stayed in my seat and braced myself for the rowdy scene I was about to witness. This group of people seemed like the bad sort. Whoever they were after was going to be in a world of trouble.

“I’m at work, but I can always spare time for you. What is going on? You sound… happy.” “Oh, happy is an understatement,” Mrs. Harlow replied. “Sit down first,” she said as though she knew she was standing. Amelia frowned playfully. “Mom, don’t scare me. What happened?” “He is coming home,” Mrs. Harlow said. Amelia blinked. “Who—” “Valentine,” her mother finished. For a split second, Amelia froze. Then the words sank in. “What?!” she screamed, her voice echoing in the office. Clara looked up sharply, startled. “Mom, are you serious?”