Twyla Monster High Novels & Stories

You are mocking my lineage, Whitmore! Tess instantly bared her fangs, her high-society Luna scent turning toxic as she pointed a manicured claw directly at my throat. "Chika Whitmore, your unit has violated primary treaty parameters! Bryce is your superior within this family hierarchy! How dare a low-ranking contract mate simulate dominance over the true heir on his birth-dawn?" I allowed the sharp edge of my smile to drop, adjusting my leather wrist guards to project a calculated, tactical submission. "The infraction is acknowledged, Bryce. The laughter was a system error on my part, especially during your alignment feast. Will your vanguard clear the ledger?"

Their father stood dramatically from his chair. "Oh dear." Both girls looked at him instantly. He stared out of the window. "Oh no." Daisy sat upright. "What?" "Oh no no no no..." Jessica felt excitement bubbling immediately. "What?!" He turned slowly. "I think..." He lowered his voice. "...I think the storm monsters are back." Jessica's eyes widened. Daisy looked horrified. "The what?!" "The storm monsters," he whispered. "Hair made of clouds. Eyes made of lightning." Jessica stared. "No way."

“Isn’t it a turtle…” Before she could finish speaking, Yiulia covered her mouth. In the next second, the monster that Thea stepped on suddenly exuded purple light. Its tiny body began to expand quickly. Thea and Yiulia hurriedly stepped backward. When they faced the monster that was still expanding, their faces turned pale. “What did you call me?” the monster questioned angrily.

The street lights flickered past, Luca’s jaw locked, his eyes forward, his hands trembling on his gun. Noa’s phone buzzed. Unknown number. A message. Got your monster. Try and take him. -D. The van swerved as Noa’s scream split the night.

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

It stepped closer, its heavy, metallic claws clicking on the stone. Natalia looked at Trevor, then looked at the monster. She smiled a bloody, lethal smile. "Hey, ugly!" Natalia shouted at the top of her lungs, channeling her voice directly at Lord Trevor's pinned body. "Your next meal is right over there!" The monster screeched and bolted—not toward Natalia, but straight toward the source of the sound. Straight toward Trevor. "No! Wait! Get away from me!" Trevor shrieked, frantically clawing at the stone as the shadow of the seven-foot beast fell over him.

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.”

"That's impossible… That flash drive has already been—" She suddenly seemed to realize that she'd said something she shouldn't have and immediately shut her mouth. When Raoul saw that I'd slapped her just now, he also marched up to me, ready to fight me to our deaths. At that moment, all of the anger I'd suppressed until then exploded like a volcano. I punched him back in the face and roared, "You all keep calling me a monster and an inhuman animal, but I'm going to show you who the real monster is! You'll see what I'm talking about!"

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

"Thanks. You look ravishing," "I know right!" She squealed. "I was chatting with Jiro last night and he told me one of his favorite animated movies is Monster High and his favorite characters are Draculaura, Ghoulia, and Clawdeen… the point is that he loves Draculaura and I do too so I felt the urge to wear one of my altered collections." She said with so much pride, her noise raised. Tristan scoffed with disgust and Starliss sighed as she joined us.