Twyla Monster High Novels & Stories

Josephine’s POV “Joey!” I heard someone yell from behind me. I turned and saw Tara my best friend running towards me. Tara and I had grown up together and even went to the police academy together. I smiled as she bounced towards me. She had always been a looker. She had very long blonde hair, stood about five-foot-nine, and was very fit. She had what every boy in our high school had wanted. I on the other hand had always been the quiet one. I didn’t date much because I was always focused on my goals. It wasn’t like the guys weren’t throwing themselves at me. I was attractive as well. I had long red hair with green eyes. I stood about five foot ten and had a full c cup. I knew I could have an

said Vixie. "How many times do I have to tell you that Clementine is different?" Lit said angrily. "Different? She's not different, she's also a monster like his ancestors!" Vixie shouted. "IF THERE'S A MONSTER HERE, IT'S YOU VIXIE! YOU! YOU'RE THE MONSTER!" Leona shouted, causing Vixie to look at her. "Monster ...." Vixie said like crazy and the smile gradually curved on her lips. "Right ..... Monster." Vixie said like crazy and took out her sword. "I will kill my fellow monster." Vixie said like crazy and looked at me.

THBM EP 165 ~DOMINIC~ The tyres of my black van screeched to a halt in front of a gigantic white paint house. The same house where I almost lost Alicia yesterday, the same house where the blonde fucker had her take his ugly shaft, the same house where his blood was going to spill today.

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.

I know Mom loves me and the last thing she wants for her daughter is be sent to the wilderness. I just sigh my thoughts away and prepare for SCHOOL. I fix my bed, take a bath, and wear my disguise. I am chuckling like an idiot in the mirror as I fix my cute red tie. A hundred and twenty one years old, in high school, as a nerd - I think nothing funny can't ever happen to my life again. I put on my fake silver braces and look at my favorite flower-shaped table clock. "7:14" the clock says. Having werewolf speed is helpful in this kind of rush. I then proceed below, so I can grab a quick breakfast.

As I walked through the hallway that led to the exit of the building, the monsters were all clinging to different corners, whispering and sneering. "I'm glad she's finally leaving." "I never really liked her." "Ugh! I wish I had killed her last night." "I hate her." "I want her to die." These were the awful words spilling out of their mouths. They hated me, even when I didn't do anything wrong. Are they trying to say that they hate every human living in Velmora? A splash of cold, filthy water crashed over me, soaking my hair and clothes. The monsters began to laugh. I looked over to where the stinky water had splashed from, and I saw Lyra smirking from the stairwell, her hand on the rail.

Her body stiffened, and her eyes widened with shock. “Julie, what’s wrong?” Richard, the male nurse accompanying her, asked with concern. Julie didn’t respond. She ran closer, dropping to her knees beside Elizah’s body. With trembling hands, she removed the cloth covering the girl’s face. In an instant, Julie recoiled, her body trembling violently. “Elizah ....” she whispered in disbelief. “This can’t be.” When Julie tried to embrace her, Elizah screamed in terror. “Aaaah! Monster! Bastard!” she cried, shoving Julie away. Her body twisted wildly, her arms protecting herself as if fighting off a shadow only she could see.

How could they not be shocked? Mom was the first to react. She looked at me sadly and asked, "Have you decided to abandon us, Wendy?" However, Connor was filled with disbelief. He snorted, "Aren't you just trying to grab our attention by doing this, Wendy? You'd better tone it down. Don't end up regretting it when things go too far and start crying to come back." I looked at him without much emotion. "That won't happen. I won't be coming back here anymore."

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”