Monarch Novels & Stories

IBIM Ogan looked a little bit different than I remember it to have been all those years ago, the grass hedges looked a bit higher, there were more flowers outside and the uniform was better looking. One thing about seeing is the world looked new to me, everything caught my eye. The house fly on the kitchen counter, the stain in the car seat, the white spec on my uniform skirt even the dust that danced in the sunlight. I just taught I hadn't seen enough of the world yet. When I walked into the hallway, Mofe was standing at the door with a blue bag slumped on her shoulder, she had texted me the precise location, she would be and I wouldn't have recognised her if she hadn't described her locat

Daetes puffed air from his chest and let out a slow blow. “You see, son. Once in every three years, the Monarch holds a huge ceremony in Dychophalm to celebrate their years of success. They open Dychophalm to prestigious families from different parts of the land.” Mr. Daetes paused for a while to stand up. He turned his head away from Melo. Not understanding the whole situation, Melo faced his mom with confused eyes. Mrs. Daetes walked towards Melo’s side and tapped his shoulder to somehow assure him. “Tsk. Come on, John. Just tell him everything. It’s not that bad. You are just being melodramatic.” Mrs. Dates said as she rolled her eyes.

Mia's pov Two days ago after I have been trapped in this basement lab, Chick the supposed Zombie king was sent in to see me. I guessed it to be that they've confirmed me to be Raven. “Why do they call you the Zombie king? Because to me, I think you to be human” I asked him when I spotted he was mixing strange portions. He's a scientist from the looks of things. "I'm a human, you are right but I'm able to control the mad zombies" he responded

“It is an honor to have you attend, Lord Saknas.” “And who might this lovely lady be?” Fred asked as he glanced toward Magnolia. “Please, allow me to present Lord Fred Saknas, Queen Monika’s only nephew,” Lady Flock introduced. “Her Grace, Magnolia Van Konigl, Duchess of Salicera.” Fred’s eyes widened, before his lips curled up. “I have heard about Your Grace, but your beauty is far more breathtaking than the rumors lead to believe.” “You flatter me, my lord,” Magnolia said, trying her best to hide her discomfort at his words.

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

The dawn was dawning and indicating the night had passed, the moon had returned to its place. Exist but invisible, that was all about it. The king of day hid the goddess of the night because he wanted her to rest for a moment after solacing humans from their wounds at night. The wound belonged to Green, one of it. Green was just able to sleep tight at 05:00 a.m., with no one but the goddess. Today the woman was still with her pink blanket that covers her body perfectly.

Azazel was too lost in his business to realize when his father walked inside. “The Irish are making their move, son.” Charles placed his elbow on the fence where Azazel was feeding his tiger manticore. He bred wolves and tigers for fun, and they are no ordinary wolves; they are the northeastern wolf breed, strong and deadly. He started this habit when he moved to the States. He had to ease somehow the feeling that she wasn’t his. These dangerous animals were his reprieve, and he would feed his victims to them and enjoy the carnage he caused. It eased his heart, and his victim's screams filled the hole that her loss caused, but as soon as they died, his heart would feel empty and broken yet a

A moment later, it hit her—and her jaw almost dropped. Monarch Aviation International. The global aviation services provider that leased and chartered aircraft around the world for the rich and famous. So he wasn't just some millionaire. He was loaded. Not just rich, but billionaire rich. The kind of rich that came with private islands and caviar for breakfast, just because. When she glanced back at Alessandro, she realized he was watching her carefully, noting every shift in her expression. She quickly pulled herself together. Great. Now he probably thought she was having a gold-digging moment.

The rest of the day flew away for Serena as nothing much happened. The rest of the days were pretty much boring. Until, only two days were left till Serena’s birthday and Nagoka packs arrival. Serena asked her father Jeremiah, the beta, permission to have Kylie over and he confirmed it was no big deal and Kylie can come over. Serena was busy the rest of the days helping the pack in preparations for the arrival of the nagoka pack, there is a rumor that the alpha is related to the royals. How, is something not just anyone can know? The pack Serena belonged to, the Cruento pack considered themselves lucky that the Nagoka agreed, they are enigmatic, people do not know much about that pack not e

"My loyalty towards this family drives me to thrive to get work done around this house." "Oh, is that so?" Keisha asked halfheartedly. "Boy, if only the owners were around to actually hear you pledge your allegiance. Mr King Senior is away on business whilst Mr King Junior is probably never coming back to the mansion, so there's that. And you need to stop calling this place a house; it's anything but." Grace placed her hands on her hips. "Don't tell me you have also been initiated into that crew of ungrateful gossiping maids," she voiced accusingly.