Just Monica Novels & Stories

“…and I don’t give a fuck.” It was the blatant truth. I was never his favorite while he was alive so why on earth do they need me now that he's dead? “What I need right now is to take a break. I’ll figure all of this out at the right time.” “Well, it’s just a reminder,” Mike said. “A gentle one.” Just before I could respond to that, a knock came on the door and the door pushed open. Monica. “Hi.” Mike frowned. “Get straight to the point, Monica.”

“It’s the only picture of my mother I have Julien! You can’t buy me another one!” Monica feels defeated. Slumping to the ground she curls into herself and let herself break. Sarah wraps herself around her, whispering in her ear, "Monica, honey, you need to let Julien take you home. I’ll stay

"Yes. I definitely know you ain't Monalisa's type of man. Donald is the type of man Monalisa craves for. He's so handsome and so caring, he's loving and stood by her when you deserted her. In fact... I'm glad he made his way back to Monalisa and I'm glad that things are working out perfectly well for them as a couple," Tricia said, a smirk spreading across her face like a triumphant banner, her arms folding across her chest as she blocked Jayden's path.

"I'm sorry, Rex. I'm the one she loves now. Not Stanford. Team Ricardo won." I said and laughed like satan, ending the call before he could shout at me. Fuck that felt good.

"Wow! Look at you. My little brother is all grown up and dishing out advice. How did you get to be so smart?" Tim smiled in return before saying, "well, spending most of my time alone allows me to watch a lot of videos on social media. I follow so many relationship coaches and watch all their videos. Mostly because I want to do right by Miley." Cindy laughed hard. "Your motivation is impressive Tim. Miley is a very lucky girl. The problem with your advice is that Maya is very sly. She has so many schemes up her sleeves and I am no match for her shameless and extreme behavior.

she sneered in a whisper. My head turned towards her and Monica stood there with a smug smirk on her face, “I just wanted to make sure Roach was okay, you know I’ll be Luna one day, I need the practice.” Remington appeared to her side, taking her by the elbow, “Monica, come with me, now.” She fluttered her lashes at him, “of course, Rem,” she looked at me with a smug smirk as she turned flipping her golden blonde hair over her shoulder, “I’m hungry, maybe barbeque would be nice tonight,” she giggled as he led her away.

Her voice carried a veiled threat, as if she had already planned a thousand ways to manipulate Jasmine and Seth. Charles looked at Monica with understanding, knowing full well how cunning and manipulative she could be. "What's the next step, Miss?" Monica pondered for a moment before responding. "Let's make the world know. But not directly, let's play this smart. I want to see their reactions first." Monica took out her phone from her bag, swiftly typing a message. Charles simply nodded, aware that Monica had a well-thought-out plan. Meanwhile, Monica glanced back at the house, feeling a strange wave of satisfaction. This was the beginning of a long game, and she intended to savor every mome

I frowned, ruffling my ginger curls. "Off with her fucking head I say, all in favor say I," Monica said in a tone of utter seriousness. Gino and Cassidy raised their hands repeating after Mono. A smile split her lips as she continued, "The I's have it." I chuckled at her, "I'm glad to see that you're all better." "Bitch, all I needed was to see Lana's gorgeous face and maybe get a little ass," she winked at me, a suggestive smirk twisting her lips, "and everything else worked itself out."

That’s when I saw something that made my heart skip a beat. Lucas was outside the building, standing in a shaded corner, talking to a woman I recognized immediately—Monica Tate, Adrian’s fiercest rival. They were engaged in a hushed, intense conversation, their body language tense and secretive. Monica was dressed in a sharp, tailored suit that exuded power and confidence. Her dark hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail, and her eyes were fixed on Lucas, her expression serious. Lucas’s back was to me, but his posture was rigid, as if he was bracing himself for something.

It's not like the old days anymore because the situation is different, Doni is still single while Monica already has a husband and children. "Boss, let's continue our field survey," said Doni's assistant. "Please order people to follow Monica. I can't bear to see her shopping with a child like that. If anything happens, please let me know immediately, and protect Monica," Doni ordered. "Okay," said Doni's assistant.