Monsters University Claire Wheeler Novels & Stories

Even Clara, who usually needed two coffees and a threat to get moving, snapped into action. Sure enough, a few seconds later, Max came down the hall, red-faced and sweaty, Megatron in hand. “But I wasn’t—” Clara cut him off gently but firmly. “Later, sweetheart. Mischa’s coming too.” Mischa followed behind, dragging her unicorn doll. No one said much. Max glanced at me once. His face confused. But I just stood there. Tall. Silent. Clara grabbed their hands and left quickly. I knew I looked scary.

Claire's POV: "Claire Thompson" Mikael said causing me to turn around. "Here, let me escort you to your next class" he said standing up and dragging me from the room causing my eye's to widen from the sudden movement. "What's your next class?" he asked and I looked at my paper. "Umm, werewolves" I said in a whisper and he nods his head in reply. After a few seconds he speaks again "so, how are you adjusting?"

Claire turned around and placed her thumb and forefinger on her brow, she had only one real choice, from the front of her belt she drew her combat fourty four, and slowly drew the hammer back. "Skyler, right?" She asked. "Yes?" "My name is Claire Veerah, and I've been trying to keep this tomb safe from vampires all my life" She said and turned to Skyler, now seeing the gun tears started welling up in her eyes. "Please, I don't want to die" Claire felt sad for her. "I, I'm sorry, for the sake of keeping man kind safe.. To keep... It's the only choice I have" "Please, there must be a way you can help me"

And it was calling out to its mate. The rest of the school day was a blur of anxiety. Bailey avoided the main hallways. She took the long way to her locker to avoid running into the triplets. It did not work. When the final bell rang, Bailey walked out to the student parking lot. The rain had stopped but the air was still freezing. A group of girls stood by Hudson's black Porsche. At the center was Chloe. She was the daughter of the pack's Beta. She had long blonde hair and a vicious smile. She also thought she was destined to be Hudson's Luna.

“Do not allow yourselves to be fooled by what you see.” He pointed at me. “The woman standing before you is Calista, the daughter of Elder Homer. And she is a criminal.” The room stayed silent. Nobody cheered, agreed or even moved. Magnus was standing beside me and that was all the protection I needed. Jake cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable that he was not receiving the reaction he expected. “Earlier today, this shiftless woman broke into my private room,” he continued. “When I realized she was not capable of becoming the future Luna of this pack, I made the difficult decision any responsible leader would make.”

Point to be noted: "His father is the owner of this university." Entering the classroom, I, as usual, took my favourite seat, which is beside the window and started arranging my stuff. Well, I am Claire Benett, a 20-year-old girl with average looks but blessed with a brilliant mind. I am a prodigy, btw, but still come second in the class because obviously the university topper is Adrian. He doesn't own the rank one; it's gifted to him by the Dean, and I am helpless to defend my title.

"Declan said we need to teach them." Harvey smiles—a genuine smile, the kind he couldn't manage years ago. "I'll set up the telescope later," he says. "If the weather holds." Claire comes in, her book tucked under her arm. She's always been beautiful, but there's something different about her now. She's growing into herself. "Mom," she says, sitting on the floor in front of us, "I've been thinking." "About what?" "About what I want to do after university. I was thinking about... maybe I'd like to work with Maeve. She does counseling for kids who've been through trauma. I think I'd be good at that."

I'm sorry I've been treating you like a research subject. "Ahem!" A cough from the intercom interrupted my next move. “I'm sorry to interrupt your relationship,” Claire's voice said. “It's nice to see you getting along so well with the monster, and Alice said...” "He is not a monster!" I interrupted. "... What?" "Please don't call him Monster." “What did you say?” She laughed a few times. I didn't need to see her face. I could already imagine the mocking expression on her face at this moment. “Are you saying that you want me to treat this monster like... A Pet?”

Scarlett ( Red ):::::: The Sassy and badass personality. ♤♤♤♤ THE BEGINNING ♤♤♤♤ “Hey! Watch it freak!” A student bumped into Claire Wilson as she was walking to her next class, making her fall. But instead of apologizing, the screamed at her. Claire Wilson is a beautiful eighteen years old girl with pale and delicate skin. Black and white baby eyes. And mostly, long deep brown hair with little curls that go down to her waist. And that's one thing many of the female students are jealous of.

I replied and it made Claire shook her head in disapproval. "Mt. Ulca is now gone! It's been invade and destroyed by the werewolves!" Claire angrily growled as she slammed the table on her front. I was surprised on her reaction and I thought about the story of the Elders And I'm really put in puzzlement when I thread their stories. Who among them telling the truth? Who is the real enemy? Many questions suddenly appeared in my mind. I guessed my head would burst as if I did not answered them as soon as possible. And even Severus looked at us as he heard Claire slamming the table.