Just Monika Novels & Stories

For a long moment, neither of us moves. It’s a standoff. King and challenger. Except I’m not kneeling. Finally, Victor steps back from the podium. “This press conference is over,” he announces coldly. Security moves in. Reporters shout questions. Flashes blind me. But I don’t look away from him. Not once. As I step down from the stage, my phone buzzes in my pocket. Unknown number. I ignore it. Another buzz. Then another. I pulled it out. One new message. From Damon.

Nick walked out immediately, rubbing his forehead in agony and shame, he didn't have far to go, we had officers waiting on the outside for him also. I take my seat in the boss' chair, smiling, I looked around the table. "Hello gentlemen, my name is Camila Clair Camorra, I am your CEO" I say leaning back and watching their faces go from shocked to very impressed. Elijah smiles at me in adoration, he's so handsome!. But what are the odds, I'm the villain in everyone else's story except his.

I didn’t want him to pick me so why did I get this dreadful feeling each time I thought about him picking anyone else. I was brought back to my senses when the Luna announced she would begin with the girls ranked nine. Kai still had not picked his mate and I was beginning to think he may be waiting for Santana after all. When the Luna called her name I waited to hear Kai speak up, but he didn’t. At least four men did speak up to claim Santana as their own. I wasn’t surprised she had shamelessly flirted with all of them. It was when a familiar voice spoke up from the back of the crowd that all others went silent. I let out a gasp when Kade, Kassius’ older brother, made his way to the front.

we literally have the same hobby and better she isn't bossing me around or giving me any advise like some people would do every five seconds #fakemomanddad. mtcheeeew. after the introduction and everything one by one we all click geez where have they been all my life oh good JESUS. and two of them have accent. like pleasing to the ears. all of them have just one vice all three of them have is that none is as handsome as Remi, just little more builded but- " so you single? huh? " Cody asked " yeah " I replied " and searching? " Derek ask this time " definitely "

He slides a photograph across the desk to me and I snap it up and raise it to examine. The photograph has age, a bit crumpled in one corner. It depicts a family, a once happy family. Leda and her husband stand smiling and proud above a young girl, a young girl who's eyes turn my stomach. I blink several times and redirect my attention to Jonah. "Who is this?" "Mira Marshall. Here, look through this." He shoves the cellular phone at me and I hastily poke around until I have pulled up the picture gallery.

Raze said wiping her tears again. “Hey, sorry to bother you two,” Daemon said coming into the room. “Speaking of the devil,” Raze chuckled making her giggle. Daemon looked at them confused then shook his head, “Anyway, um, Little One ate five chicken nuggets and some fries and drank all her apple juice. Can she have that ice cream now?” “Chocolate chip cookie dough?” Raze asked and Daemon smirked. “Oh, she’s why that’s the only flavor you will eat,” He chuckled. “Go figure.”

*Maerilee* My barrier hums around us, seemingly unnoticed by everyone but Permiton. His hand squeezes mine and the tension in my chest eases as I realize the barrier may not even be necessary. Permiton hasn’t led us wrong yet, and I know that he’s seen something in the future that makes him confident the rebel’s aren’t hear to harm us.

I automatically smiled back. I don't know how long I stood there or how long I was staring at her but suddenly I felt someone's hand snap in from of my eyes. I quickly came down from la- la land and was back to reality. It was Monica that snapped her finger. Makaila was already in front of me, smiling. Rita was in Nigel's hands as Christine took several shots of them. My attention was fully on the beauty before me. "Hey." She said, smiling shyly.

I requested, making them stop arguing. "As you wish, Luna," Mike replied. Kaiden growled. "Wow, you respect the Luna more than the Alpha. Great," he said sarcastically. "Because she’s smart and you’re dumb," Mike retorted. "Please, stop this nonsense fight. It’s not helping my situation," I said.

“You think he suspects?” “Mikhail suspects everyone,” I say dryly. “But he still doesn’t know where to aim. That’s what matters.” A pause, then: “And India?” I glance back toward the deck, she’s facing Monica now, her hands gesturing, her voice rising with anger. She’s finally speaking. “She’s doing what she should’ve done years ago,” I answer. Ethan lets out a short breath, half laugh, half disbelief. “You’re playing therapist now?”