Novel & Cerita Welcome To Monster High The Origin Story

“My life is the stories I tell. And I want this story to be free.” Suddenly, the ground shook. The Paper Monster had crash-landed in the park—now twenty feet tall, a twisting mass of sharp paper and black ink. “The script must be finished!” the monster bellowed. He lunged for the Woman. Maya jumped in the way, and the silver locket flared with purple light. She raised it and a shield of energy blocked the monster’s path. “Go! Write the ending!” Maya yelled back. The Woman dropped to the grass, grabbed her pen, and started writing. Her hand shook, but her eyes were firm.

The coming-of-age ceremony was almost over by the time Dario and Lina returned from the garden. Lina's lips were swollen, and Dario's collar was undone, revealing a few hickeys dotting his collarbone. The way they looked at each other was so sickly sweet that it made my stomach turn. In my previous life, I probably would've already stormed over to demand answers, humiliating myself at my own coming-of-age ceremony. Now, I only found the situation laughable.

At least I won't die at the hands of my own flesh and blood. The day of my debut has arrived and the maids are all busy preparing me. I don't know how many hours have passed but I am exhausted and hungry. I'm not even changed for my dress yet, honestly, I did not think that I would get treated like this at my birthday. Ever since I was I kid all of my clothes are from my sister Corina. This is the first time they made an effort. Well, I should thank the second prince for this. At least they gave me something wonderful before sending me away to a monster. "My lady, I brought you a snack," Katy said while looking at me apologetically. I gave her my warmest smile, making her feel relieved.

There wasn’t even a chance for a carefully planned "coincidental" encounter. A dull ache formed at my temples when I thought about relying solely on that dream. But before I could come up with a proper solution, trouble found Nathaniel once again. … It was the second time I had ever seen Nathaniel lose control like that. I was kidnapped once. Nathaniel was the one who found me in an abandoned factory, leading the police straight to my location. "Naomi…"

"He is not a monster, Aurora. He is a tough guy but he won't torture you or hurt you. Yes, he might push your limits but you'd be safe with him. I will pay you a visit once a week until I am sure that you are good on your own." My thoughts were such a jumbled mess that I could hardly think straight. On one hand, I knew this was some kind of a good deal that life was throwing at me. I'd never had to be afraid of anything, neither would I have to starve and freeze to death. But men like Viktor didn't do anything like this very generously. For all I knew about him was that he dealt in drugs, carried guns and was some kind of a super rich millionaire and none of those points add up.

Choppers lifted into the smoky night, the elite squad whisked away, leaving the hunter army to finish clearing the settlement. Sophie stared out the side of the chopper as it lifted off. The streets below ran red, human bodies stacked among the wolves. She gripped her bloodied knives, her chest tight. This, this slaughter, was what she had always wanted. To kill monsters. To protect humanity. But as the smoke thinned, her stomach turned. The monsters hadn’t all looked so monstrous. She felt ill. Every instinct told her to stop this killing. And she wasn’t sure she was still the little girl who had always dreamed of this life.

And the shadows seized my wrist, not hers pulling me back violently. She gasped in terror. “I didn’t do that! I didn’t” I struggled, shadows closing around my throat. Rory screamed, voice raw: “STOP! LET HIM GO!” But the shadows did not follow. They followed something new. Something rising inside her. Something not her. Not fully. And she whispered my biggest fear aloud: “What if the monster loves you too?” The shadows dragged me back, choking, as she stared in fear and a second voice whispered from her throat:

Her upper and lower teeth were chattering uncontrollably. This person… thing before her… was a monster! How could a human possibly fight a monster? And why did such a monster even exist? The apocalypse was already bad enough—why did monsters have to appear too? "What exactly are you?" Christina roared, summoning the last of her courage. Number 114 thought for a moment. "I am… a monster your dad created." "Ah—!" Christina screamed as the woman plunged a fruit knife into her body, pushing it in inch by inch. The pain made tears stream down her face.

The residents there were mostly hunters, herbal farmers, and families of border guards. Our arrival was warmly welcomed. The children immediately ran over, their faces beaming. “Luna! Luna’s here!” a little girl exclaimed, holding onto the hem of my robe. Her wide smile made her cheeks puff out roundly. “She’s so cute,” I thought to myself, returning the smile. “You’re so beautiful, Luna!” added another. A curly-haired boy exclaimed, “I was there at the coronation ceremony! You look like the incarnation of the Moon Goddess, truly!”

“Could you… could you repeat that? My ears must be deceiving me. I thought you just said Harriet is your boss. The boss of… Beauty Blossom.” “Your ears are perfectly fine,” Simon said, his smirk widening. He seemed to be enjoying her shock immensely. “Though your taste in boba tea is questionable. Meet Harriet Anderson, the brilliant, reclusive, and terrifyingly young mastermind behind the brand. My big boss.” Lena’s eyes widened in shock. “Isn't the founder someone called Elysian?” She asked, making the corners of Harriet’s lip lift. Lena suddenly realized. I'm the whole history of Beauty blossom, no one had ever seen the founder. Did it mean Harriet was truly that person? But how? When?