Just Monica Novels & Stories

"You really don't ask for your clothes back, do you?" "Not when they look better on someone else." Heat rose to my cheeks. As I changed, Drake politely stepped onto the balcony, giving me privacy. When I was done, he returned carrying two mugs. "Tea?" I accepted one gratefully. For several minutes, we sat on the edge of the bed without speaking. The quiet was interrupted by the vibration of Drake's phone. He glanced at the screen. His relaxed expression disappeared instantly. "What is it?" I asked. "It's one of my security guys."

c said and the whole school almost shook because of the students screaming. And after the screaming died down the m.c continued. " so let's assume we all know the winner...... of course the winner is Nicki Roland..... and she would be dancing with the summers and she would now have a private dorm with the summer boys...... so actually she won't be available as before..............., enjoy the party everyone" with that the m.c and the idols were gone. " what!! so my Tommie would be gone forever" silver faked tears. " am not going okay!! I won't live with that arrogant and ugly jerk" Nicki said and Nicki raised her head which was on the table before.

We've been planning to get the asshole for days now. “Dominik, who else?” I answer, walking to my car with nothing but murder on my mind. He will pay, and I don’t give a shit if he’s my uncle or not. “I’m coming, Caterina,” I say through the link, hoping it gets through to her, but it remains silent. This has just become personal - real fucking personal. Kon tries to get my attention through the link, but I drown him out, white-knuckling the steering wheel as I make my way to Dominik’s house.

Heath should warn them. Monica seemed fixated on messing with their reputation. She was unsure of Monica’s intentions, as they weren’t as extreme as usual. There was drama and reputational damage. But the spectacular excitement or showmanship wasn’t there. Monica loved to be known for causing the damage and drama. Otherwise, she couldn’t be the victim without those kind-hearted people’s pity and the attention her lies gave her.

she murmured with a teasing tone, tossing the towel onto the bed beside her. "Grounded? What do you mean by that?" She frowned, her voice filled with confusion and curiosity. Monica exhaled with a small laugh. "I'm joking." "Alright then, we're all going out tonight to our usual nightclub. We're waiting for you," she said excitedly. Monica hesitated. " Ummm, I don't know. I'm not really in the mood to go out."

You full of shit. ''Oh come on, we all know who's full of shit here. You're making even the toilets jealous.'' I said, forcing my hand out of her grip and heading to my class without saying another word. ⋇ ༻✼༺ ⋇ This is my last class. Music. The only reason I come to school is on Mondays and Thursdays. I go to the classroom, and to my surprise, it is empty. I take my place and wait for the others to come. I haven't took a second off. Kai can be everywhere and I need to be here if he decides to show up.

She is not someone who thinks her time is worthy enough to worry about all such things. "Where the fuck are you both? Alpha King and Beta of the capital pack!" Linda's voice booms in the back of our heads. The second sentence sounded so sarcastic. In a second I was already getting dressed and Alonso was just running his fingers through his outfit and hair, to make him look a bit presentable. "Monica is here and she demands your presence. Come here once you both are done with your job," she says and I now hear the light hearted tone at the last sentence.

Monica felt that the beauty in everything was a facade, requiring everyone to fake their happiness. Moving closer to Arya, she muttered her voice coldly, "Do you perceive their gaze over our heads? They all know, Arya. They are acquainted with the individual known as Madeline.. They have knowledge of the individuals who should have been standing.” Arya shook off with silence. "Not everyone holds that perspective. If they do, it's time to take responsibility.” Monica smirked, "But time has already arrived." There was a sense of tension between them. Arya looked ahead with a reserved expression, as if the conversation could be ended without interruption. However, he knew from inside the head t

I still enjoy chatting with you more. Just then, I noticed the barrage of comments going wild, as if something had triggered them. [Can someone explain why Monica is also friends with Georgia?] [Is Jedediah just an expendable fish in Monica's pond?] [Georgia, what are you doing? Jedediah is still waiting for your reply. Why are you chatting with Monica?] [Monica, look behind you. The creepy guy is following you. Can you really talk to someone like that?] [Everything's a mess now. Drink to that.]

It might be Shiina's first time to hear such an answer that she looked at him with a confused expression. Monica nodded and said, "I have infinite possibilities. I don't intend to be one of the colors among all living beings. I don't want to be a filler among everyone, but I want to make everyone, no, the world, to be affected by me." Shiina was stunned when she heard such an answer from Monica.