Mc X Monika Novels & Stories

Monica’s voice sounded. “There’s no way Alpha Xavier could ever be with someone like her. He’ll dump her soon. I know it,” her companion said. The sound of the toilet flushing reached my ears, and the next moment, the other woman stepped out of the stall. She froze, her eyes widening when she saw me. She was a redhead with pouty lips. She had a cute face, and no one would ever guess she had such a foul mouth. Monica came out next. She paused for a second when she saw me, then shrugged, acting unbothered as she walked toward the mirrors.

Tommaso scanned another page, his lips twitching at the edges. "What are we looking at here?" Marco squinted, muttering under his breath as his sausage fingers left grease stains on the paper. “These are communication records,” I said. “Between Sasha and the Volkov Bratva. He has been negotiating behind your backs. Promising them ports, arms routes, even territory. All while you’ve been loyal.” Marco’s face reddened. “Why would he—”

Monica hissed, glaring daggers at me while my mate looked at me disapprovingly. “Watch it, Max.” He warned, "Why the sour mood?” “Watch it? Watch it, you say? I was nearly killed!! Your fucking useless son should have warned us that Xavier has acquired a frightening army of beasts!! And a black witch for a mate! But no! He's busy sucking a bimbo’s pussy!!” I cussed. Monica growled, and right on cue my wolf come forward, daring her to try it again. She stepped back, still glaring daggers at me. ‘She-wolves with their pups!’

’ She said, cracking a smirk. “Who are you?” Tobias said from his seat. His hands clench the edge of the table, causing small cracks. When I see Ricardo fidget in his seat, his eyes as wide as the moon as he is looking between Tobias and Monica. I fight the urge to growl out at them both.. But something is going on here. “My name is Monica. Monica Rodri…” Before she can finish introducing herself, I hear Ricardo… “No fucking way…” He said in a gasp.

You should know better than anyone what your real relationship is. "If it weren't for Mr. Page Senior, you wouldn't have had the chance to marry Mr. Page! You—" Monica kept complaining, and Belle's patience was wearing thin. She turned to look at Xenia. "What do you want? Speak up." Xenia's mouth twitched slightly, and her eyes looked hesitant. She glanced at Monica discreetly. Monica picked up on Xenia's signal and psyched herself up to yell at Belle again. Even though she was doing it on purpose, she made it seem as if she was offended that Belle ignored her. "Hey, bitch! Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

Hrithik said making mum smile. "Sure beta! Come to our home sometime! I will make rosogollas for you!" Mum said. "And this pretty lady here-" Uncle said wrapping his arm around my shoulder, "is their and my princess! Mridula! Mridula Roy! Sam's bestfriend. A physiotherapist from LDN." I smiled at his words for me and pulled out my hand to shake with Hrithik,"Hello! It's nice to meet you! Can I call you bhaiya?!" I said with so much hope in my eyes and he instantly smiled.

The axolotl jumped to her shoulder that made her wince. Malaika sighed. “So, you’re real, and you’re talking to me!” “Indeed, call me Xoxo. I’ll help you survive this harsh winter.” “O-okay.” “First, prepare for a hunt.”

Luke replied. "Ah, you barely updated me recently," Himiko said, disappointment evident in her tone. "I'm sorry, okasan. It's just that, her father is here." Luke said, making Himiko stop in her tracks for a moment. Himiko was the only person around who knew everything about Luke's life before he came here. She herself used to be part of the Japanese mafia. She quit the moment her father passed. She didn't go out unscathed, but she did get out alive.

:(' Monika 'yeah...' 'and it's a little worse' Trisha 'oh no Trisha...' 'i wish i can be here with you right now...' Monika 'it's ok, i can take care of myself' Trisha 'i hope that's the case' Monika 'i feel like it's my heat' 'so i should be fine' Trisha ':(' Monika 'did you take pain killers?' Monika 'i'm just about to' 'but i'm gonna eat first' Trisha

Layla rolled her eyes once more. She had just confessed to her friends that she was held at knifepoint by a junkie weirdo and all they wanted to do was talk about her kissing a biker. "His name is Marrok," she admitted. "Marrok Kenneally." "Marrok Kenneally, what a strange name for a biker," said Amy trying to recall any bikers she'd ever heard of with that name. "What's his club name?" "The Howler M.C. I think," replied Layla thinking back to Brick and his impressive patches.