Fischl X Mona Novels & Stories

Public account, what a whore. The profile picture is different from the one she’d seen yesterday. This one captures Moni smiling openly at the camera, about as beautiful as always, but looking to be inside a club, a glass in her hand. Name is Moni. I love dogs, yoga, chocolate and travelling!!!, the description says, followed by a bunch of sunny emojis. Moni is the childish type when it comes to his virtual life, then. She has 852 followers, which speaks of an affluent social life. So do her photos. Moni seems like an i* maniac, with posts of landscapes, her dog – and of course, herself.

The sounds grew louder as got closer. My mouth fell open in surprise the moment I got to Monna’s door. I couldn’t believe my eyes, two wolfs fighting and tearing at each other. One was brown, the other little one was white. “ That's my mate,” Leon said “What? then why is she in a fight?” “I don’t know but I do know she’s doing well here” True to what Leon said, Monna was really doing well, she was really handling the other wolf… wait, what? Is that Reina? Why the fuck is she fighting with my mate.

she said, her voice as smooth as honey. Mona shot him a sideways glance, her hands still on her hips. “Yeah? You’re not exactly my idea of a chef,” she quipped. “Not just a chef,” Flynn said, taking a step closer. Her presence was starting to annoy her, making her skin crawl. “Don’t get too comfortable, Flynn,” Mona warned, her voice low, icy. “You might be Ian’s guest, but that doesn’t make you my friend.” “I’m not here to be your friend,” Flynn shot back, her voice thick with venom. “I’m here to get things done.”

“No, but it gives a person a reason to fight for it. And maybe that’s something you’ve never understood.” The silence between them burned hotter than fire. Chairman Fisher’s smirk deepened, though there was no warmth in it, only cruelty sharpened into a blade. He set his glass down with a deliberate clink, leaning forward. “And tell me, darling… what will you do if Dahlia ends up telling you she likes women the same way Alex likes men?” The words sliced through the air, crude and merciless. Madam Fisher stiffened, her breath catching in her throat. For a moment, her mask slipped fear, shock, something raw flickered across her face.

“ Mom , what is she doing here ? “ asked Amra . “ Mona is very kind and visits me often , bringing me delicacies and presents . “ said madam Ariana . “ Amra , it’s been a while . I am happy to see you . How have you been ? “ said Mona innocently . “ I am afraid I can’t share the same excitement . What are you doing here ? This is pur family business and by the looks of it m you keep visiting often . “ said Amra . “ I am concerned about madam Ariana and mr Andrea . I consider them my family . “ said Mona . “ Mhm ! I am sure you do but they aren’t your family . They are my family and Ayla’s family . Get that in your head and don’t get any strange ideas . Mona looked at her with a smirk then su

“If I come, you’ll hurt me… like others hurt my family.” He was frozen. “We can’t stay up here,” Bella said. “Let’s go inside.” Caleb doesn't want to force the girl. “We have ice cream,” Bella told her. “You have tasted vanilla before. How about strawberries?” Her eyes widened as she seemed to start hesitating now. “I am sure that they have various flavors,” Caleb said as she finally followed. Upon reaching down, Monique was standing by the entrance and waiting for them. Her eyes were on the frail girl with a pointy ear… silver long straight hair. She quickly went to the mini falls with a pond and looked down at the fishes like she knew that there were fishes.

"Xyana is full grown woman, little Omega. Stop acting Bossy, or I'll just report you to the Alpha, and he'll fling you across the pack's border." I muffled my laughter, tapping Mona, silently asking her to stop. "What's for dinner?" I ask Adina. "Fish sauce and potatoes." "Mmm, sounds yummy." She starts setting up my mini dining table in preparation for my meal. I turn to Mona with a smile, "I'll be going on a picnic date with Oona and the Alpha this weekend." "Just the three of you?" She asks. "Mhhm," I reply, and she hugs me excitedly.

The six men turned around slowly just to find the sight of a dripping wet Monica holding a bag of fish out to them. Jason struggled to speak with his shaky lips, stating obviously, "You hunted for fish…in water." "I left my hook at home," she replied, "besides that was far more efficient." Monica threw the bag down before them, squeezing and shaking water off her red hair. The men were too frozen to react. However, Monica got her grin back on immediately, "What's next?" The Earl of Vetcom looked down at the grass with a tiny smile. Shortly, he glanced back at her, "Well let's see how good you are with the blades."

"Princess said you want to say something to me" "I wanted to know something about Monika," I whispered. "You can ask me anything, son?" "Does Monika have a seafood allergy?" I asked. "Yeah.. her human body has severe allergies to seafood. Her health becomes terrible if she eats it. I remember once she ate it accidentally, it became impossible for us to handle her. She almost lost her life but thanks to the Moon Goddess we gave her medicine on time which showed immediate effect and we got a hold of Monika's condition but it took her more than a month to get back to her normal routine" I punched the side wall, for pushing Monika to eat that stupid seafood despite her continous denial.

Monica clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Tsk. You walked into a Filipino restaurant and expected to be served French and Japanese gourmet dishes? Are you serious right now?" she snapped, her sarcasm barely concealed. "Pffft—haha-ha..ha!" Alex couldn’t hold back his laughter at the sight of his friends squirming under Monica’s glare. But the moment she turned her eyes on him, his laughter died instantly, and he straightened up in an instant. "And you, sir?" Monica asked sharply. "You’re not planning to order Caviar Nigiri for lunch too, are you?"