Monsters University Claire Wheeler Novels & Stories

The ley lines beneath the university pulsed in recognition. Kael shifted back to human form, chest heaving, wounds already healing. Naked, bloodied, magnificent. “You two… still sane?” Damien gave a sharp nod, fangs retracted. “For now.” Serena raised her hands, sending a wave of protective violet energy that pushed back a wave of approaching infected. “We can’t stay here. They’re multiplying too fast.” A fresh horde poured from the freshman dorms — dozens of students, some still wearing pajamas, now snarling monsters. Among them, Kael spotted his little cousin, a bright-eyed freshman who had looked up to him like a hero.

But underneath that ache… there was something else. Readiness. I stepped out of my room. The hallway was quiet, but the voices were clearer now—coming from downstairs. I followed them. The living room had been transformed overnight. Tables covered in laptops. Screens lit with maps. Camera feeds. Names. Photos. It looked less like a home… and more like a command center. And in the middle of it— Dante. Kai. Luca. They didn’t notice me at first. Dante stood over one of the tables, sleeves rolled up again, jaw tight as he studied something on the screen.

To pull out everything like that… I couldn't even imagine how much she had suffered. The truth was, even without those memories, I would've trusted her anyway. Just from the way she stood her ground for what was right during my trial, I already knew she was a good person. And I was right. With her care, I grew up without a hitch. I got into a local top university's early admission program and became part of a national talent reserve. In the future, I would shine on my own terms. Later on, I heard Lauren's vomiting got worse and worse. Ophelia was driven insane by it until one night, she wrapped her arms around Lauren and jumped from the 20th floor.

Gen snorted. Monstra Fidelis – Monster Fight Club Advisor: Commander Karrin Vorax Summary: Unofficially official. First rule: don’t talk about it. Second rule: absolutely talk about it. Night duels. Monster form combat. No magic, just raw, feral brawls. Watchers can place bets. Winners gain power, respect, and invitations to secret GraveGalas. “Okay this one’s screaming my name,” I whispered. “Also, secret parties? Hell yes.”

She thought I was nothing. Jane—no, Talia—smirked from the steps, admiring the execution. “Well,” Chloe said, looking over the crowd with supreme confidence. “I’ve shown my bloodline’s worth. Does anyone else from the lower territories want to come up and test their hand against the high script?” The room remained silent. Chloe’s eyes didn't leave my face. “Dr. Mercer? Why don't you show us what the West Coast wolves are made of?”

This action seemed familiar and gave him a very disgusting déjà vu. Caelum looked up at her, she was already bending in front of him in a way that her boobs were just inches away from his touch. But there, there, Angela had made a terrible mistake. Caelum let go of the coffee mug that fell straight at her heels. She screeched. Those heels looked expensive, probably gifted by one of the many men she slept with. Not to mention the hot coffee being spilled on her bare feet. He looked her dead in the eyes, pure hatred and disgust shone on his face. Angela was more than terrified, her face had gone pale.

As one can see— Mona was all talks and no action. She was intimidated by Claire's outburst and cowered against the wall, shrouding her head with her arms. She whimpered fearfully while Penny and Hunter pulled her back. "Claire, stop it!" Penny exclaimed. “Dove, no! She's not worth it. Let her go.” No matter what, Claire held onto Mona and grazed wherever she could with her nails on her skin. She only let go when she was content with her work. "Take your artificial a$$ out of here if you love your life." Claire yelled as she pushed Penny away. "Don't look at Hunter or try to come near him. Otherwise, you will regret your existence."

‘Women are so complicated,’ he thought. ‘Don’t listen to him. I wanted to introduce you to Heather, our PA. She’s pretty, isn’t she?’ Clara says as she looks at Jeremy. Lexi looks at Heather with a confused smile. ‘Take care of her. She’s a little green around the edges. It’s her first time in the city and working with a team this big, so I hope you can help her out,’ Clara ends winking at Lexi. Several pairs of eyes were on her, each thinking their own thoughts.

"Shit!" exclaimed Claire when she saw Leon had left her alone. She then tightened her grip on the golden spear. She wasn't sure she could last ten minutes against this monster. Not to mention, Claire saw the blood that the monster had caused on the ground, smoking and making a hole in the ground. That blood is so poisonous.