Monster High Valentine Novels & Stories

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces. It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper. Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me. "Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

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.

I was shaking all over with anger, gripping my phone so tightly it felt like it might crack in my hand. The post was still gaining traction, and the comment section was filled with filth—vile, disgusting words that were hard to even read. "Girls these days really know how to play. Valentine’s Day with no protection, just chasing thrills." "She looks so innocent. Didn’t expect her to be this wild, roleplaying the whole ‘sister-brother’ thing."

They were about to speed out through the door when Valarie stopped them. “Oh, it's you.” Iago breathes out as she stepped towards him, they were about to embrace each other before she forced her hands into her heart and he dropped. “Goodbye Iago DeAndre. Your time is up.” Valarie smirked before dropping his heart. Chloe shrieked. She stepped backward and bumped into Hayley Michael. “Hello, my highschool friend.” “She is a vampire.” Valarie told Hayley. “I know, she's so cold.” Hayley snickered.

Valerie’s POV “I know what you are thinking, Huntington. But trust me, it’s not going to work because your family broke our bond when they sat down and watched the lycan king kill my entire family. I’ve come too far to turn away, so if you think you are going to command me to stop, or if you think you can force me to submit to you, then you need to think again. I’ll advise you to give me what I want before I change my mind and pounce on you.” Devon threatened fiercely, looking so tough and fearless, making Maverick smile at her bravery. I think she has been out of practice for too long and now she doesn’t recognize superior authorities when she sees them. She has forgotten that I am the la

her voice croaked and shaky, as her direction was directed toward Valentine. Valentine nodded. “Aww,” Helen cooed. She wrapped her arms around Valentine and brought her cheek against hers, then the other side. “I almost forgot my gift,” Valentine chuckled briefly. Her words made Helen back away and she handed over her gift to her mother-in-law. “For you.” “What’s this?” “They’re Filipino Coconut Macaroons.” “They’re my favorite.” Helen smiled, looking as if she was about to cry.

“Then I’ll learn how.” He leaned back, chuckling softly. “And when you do, come back to me. Bring her. I’d like to see what kind of monster my little girl has birthed.” I turned to leave, the sound of his laughter chasing me up the steps. But just before the crypt door sealed behind me, his voice came again softer this time, almost human. “Valentina,” he said. I paused. “When the sun rises inside the monster, it doesn’t burn the world. It burns you.”

he called over his shoulder, ducking as Carmen swung her shoe at him. "Explain? EXPLAIN?" Carmen's voice rose to a shriek. "You drugged me! And put me on a plane without my consent! How dare you?!” "But It’s a surprise!” Liam protested, weaving around seats and then suddenly stopped shouting, “ Happy Valentine.” With his arm stretch out. Carmen skidded to a stop, breathing hard, her brow furrowing as she hissed through gritted teeth, “It’s November, you idiot.” “Is it?” he blinked. Then suddenly smiled again, "But still, it didn't matter. Valentine can be celebrated at anytime….”

I'd spent twenty minutes with a push-up bra and some contouring powder to make sure my girls were standing at attention, ready to greet the world, or at least, ready to greet William. It was Valentine's Day! My absolute, total, 100% favorite holiday in the whole galaxy. I just loved the pinks, the reds, the smell of expensive roses, and the way everyone acted like they were in a rom-com. But mostly, I loved the sex. Valentine's Day sex just hit different, like it was seasoned with extra sparkles and desperation. "Oh, you look sugarific!" Lauren squealed, clapping her hands. She was the calm, normal one of our trio, the kind of girl who actually remembered to pay the electric bill.

oh. In the middle of his legs on the bed, the flyer glows. A faint, eerie shimmer at the back. A sun symbol. Save the planet from vampires. Valentine’s eyes widen. He looks at Achilles. Something unspoken passes between them. Valentine exhales sharply. “This is impossible.” He flips the flyer over, inspecting it like it might bite. His expression is unreadable. Achilles clenches his jaw. “I haven’t heard about them for a decade.”