Moshi Monsters Novels & Stories

She still couldn't understand how this had happened. Maria scolded sharply, "Is Mykorra's war zone somewhere you should send her? You thought you were sending her there to work on her medical skills, but you have no idea she spent three years there as a human test subject. Her health was completely ruined! "Don't you know about all of this? Or did you never once think of visiting her for the past three years? Is that why you're completely clueless about what she suffered?" Maria's words made them feel ashamed. After all, they had never once bothered to check on my situation in the past three years.

There wasn't a card, just a tag, and I sat to open the gift. Inside a small cube box was a snowglobe, but instead of white flakes there was sand. A few tiny seashells settled to the bottom, and when the water cleared, two figurines emerged. A girl with long dark hair standing next to a guy with short reddish hair. A wooden slat sign on a post in a dune was beside them that read Seasmoke. The gift had to have been custom made and it ripped the breath from my lungs.

He lunged toward me— Fast. Too fast. But this time— I was ready. I didn’t freeze. I moved. Just like Kai taught me. I stepped to the side, grabbed his wrist— Twisted. Hard. Marcus hissed as his balance shifted. For a second— I had him. “I said stay away from me!” I shouted. My voice shook—but my grip didn’t. His eyes darkened. Then— He smiled. “Good girl,” he murmured. The words hit like poison.

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

I asked as I walked beside Callista, silently praying not to encounter any monsters—especially the vampires. “It’s been here long before I was born. The Moon Goddess created it so werewolves could master their strength before becoming Alphas and Lunas of their packs. Even the Betas and Omegas come here to train and serve their leaders.” What the heck was she talking about? “Then what are other monsters like you doing here if this so-called Moon Goddess made this school for werewolves?” I asked.

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

A monster? The moment we step onto the grounds, the smell hits. It's the smell of copper and rot and something disgusting. My stomach lurches. Kira swears under her breath. Isaiah's jaw tightens as the backup soldiers fan out, their boots silent on the snow, their weapons drawn. Then the chanting reaches us. It's loud enough to vibrate in my bones. My hand rests on my stomach, my palm flattening over my bump on instinct. 'Please,' I think desperately. 'Please be okay.‘

something long and veiny being put that deep into my mouth. He sucks his thumb first before biting it; blood spills out. Then he flicks the thumb in the air, and the blood rolls down. He turns his fingers in a circular motion, and the blood begins to twirl and increase. The blood on the ground is rising until it turns into a giant monster. My heart misses a beat as the monster head turns in my direction. The monster moves sluggishly in the direction of Jaden waves. When Jaden steps back, so does the monster. It's like a puppet he's controlling.

Looking forward, his whiskers twitched as he smelled awful odors everywhere. BAM, BAM, BAM!!! “OH SHIT!” His eyes were blown out watching massive monsters running toward them with clubs in their hands. Ogres. Massive green monsters that were quite intelligent and savage beyond save. “We– we can do it. Attack!!!” Even Idham wasn’t sure about it. He was hesitant for a couple of seconds before holding onto his firm belief. However, the belief would only come true if they had an experience. For now – as if being predicted by Shadow – they were played out of the book.

She should be out hunting down monsters! However, Nozomi’s expression stayed stiff. Although it was good that she had managed to raise a spiritual barrier before she passed out, she could now feel the touch of each monster that clung onto her. One particularly disturbed her. Its cold and coarse reptilian skin repeatedly brushed against her face and head. Its only facial feature was a mouth with thin lips that stretched from one end of its face to the other. Each time it spoke, just inches away from her face, razor sharp teeth peeked out and threatened to graze her skin. Nozomi was just about to do something about it when Hina burst through the window in her pastel yellow flamboyant get up.