Monster High Valentine's Day Novels & Stories

sighing, she patted my cheeks before grabbing my hands in hers, tenderly. "Alicia, I might be in trouble for this few words that I am about to spill but it's okay, a few whips wouldn't kill me..." she spoke softly before sighing and I felt my heart clenching vigorously as I listened to her wordlessly. "The young master is a tough yet fragile Man. although he is fragile but also the most dangerous being I have ever met. but he has a very fragile heart. you see, a day like yesterday was the day he lost his mother. it was a tragic incident and so, he hates his birthday to his core and everyone here knows that unwritten rule and don't dare break it. he hates cakes too because it reminds him of t

As the morning sun peeked through the curtains, Zion strolled into the room, a tray filled with an array of Ayva's favorite foods in hand. With a mischievous grin, he greeted her in a singsong voice, "Good morning, sunshine!" His playful tone was accompanied by a falsetto voice as he exclaimed. "Guess what day it is? It's Valentine's Day and you're starting the day with breakfast in bed!"

—the brain of the new world order. "Okay, Myra. Set up the transmitter," I said, my voice shaking. "We’re going to hijack the keynote feed. But the second I plug in, Victor is going to know exactly where we are." Meanwhile, in the Ballroom... Julian stood in the center of the gala, the holographic image of Victor towering over him. The eyes of every billionaire, scientist, and world leader were fixed on the "Monster of Owerri."

Clementine POV "Listen, students of Vampire High, welcome to National Vampire High Day year 29768." Chairman's introduction that we are at the top of the stage with some board of Chairman. Everyone applauded so I just joined. "Today, we're going to celebrate it. But first, we the board Chairman of Vampire high wants to say Thank you to the Vaughn family." The Chairman said that's why everyone looked at our behavior. Wrong, they Fin turned out. The twins just smiled with Creed except for Fin who had no emotion.

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

"You'd be worse than this if you had." I groan, rub my face in my hands at something else I have no clue about and don't really want to find out. "Yeahhh," She laughs. "Let's have that conversation when you're feeling a bit less like a corpse." Pushing the existential crises aside, I press further. "Are you bonded?" Valentine's expression turns horrified. "Absolutely not, bitch. I'm a Beta." The relief in her voice is extraordinary. "Thank fuck." The last of my magic drink goes down the wrong hole and I choke.

He said, with stumbling steps and unsure heading. Audrey was reluctant to allow his rigid and unpatterned motion settle so he could possibly tell her that she wasn’t an orphan, that her parents were alive or why Hercules hated her so much before. Anything would do as long as it were aimed at dispelling her curiosities that no one seemed to ever have answers to. “What did you do to me Valentine?” The high mage said after he had taken miscalculated steps to warrant his being rendered to the floor. He looked up to Valentine with a grin and judged that his rendered case must have been caused by him.

I loved my little friend group, but I felt like my entire outlook on life would change after tonight. “Hurry up! Let’s go before we frighten the poor girl with talks of peens and muffins.” Jack said, grabbing my hand and pulling me out the door. Once outside my apartment, we were hit with the frigidness of Maine in the wintertime. Amethyst wasn’t only my favorite stone, it was also my birthstone, making my birthday fall in the cold, brutal month of February, and today just so happened to be Valentine’s Day, meaning all the single individuals looking for hooks up wanting to fill the emptiness inside for this one night would be out at the club. I let out another sigh as I plastered a smile on

Everything felt soft and hopeful. This would be a Valentine’s Day I wouldn’t forget easily after years of forgettable ones. My own secret gift for Mitch was already hidden away safely at home. In two days, I would give him the best Valentine’s present ever—something he would brag to his friends about. All thanks to the money I got from… Suddenly, a thunderous roar shattered the morning calm. A superbike tore down the road, its engine growling like a wild beast. Heads turned. My heart slammed against my ribs.

Anderson couldn't be put into a homemade valentine, either. Friday morning came too soon. "Good morning! Happy Valentine's Day!" Mr. Monroe read over the P.A system at the start of homeroom. The principal's cheery words gave Jane a sensation of nameless dread in the pit of her stomach. If her life were a horror movie, this was where the creepy music would begin to play.