Monday's Not Coming Summary Novels & Stories

LAYTON Monday came too soon, just like it always did. It didn’t matter too much to me, since I spent the weekend catching up on work anyway. It would have been nice if the weekend had been a day or two longer, though. I could have used more quiet time to catch up.

Timi face went straight to my direction as his eyes widened, “Temi, it’s not what you think I can explain.” He tried saying but I heard nothing as i faces forward and ran like my life depended on it. I walked into the classroom the next day with an empty stomach. I had opted to resume on a Monday since it was the first day of school week and hopefully makes it easier to blend in. This had resulted in me rushing out without paying much heed to what was prepared for breakfast, let alone picking it up. At least I prevented the raining shouts and arguments that would have transpired between me and my mom but still, the distaste of Mondays was one thing I could never get rid off. I sometimes wond

It took all his control to stop his hands from grabbing her waist and making her reverse ride him. Oh, how he wanted to do it. But he didn't. His mind was hazy, but it was clear to him that it was movie day for Madie. And nothing should ruin movie day for her. Not even her horny ass dominant. He sighed as he stepped on the break, the stop light stopping him from moving any further. He was tired and drained, and it was only Monday. The start of the week and he was already hating it. Who even liked Mondays, he scoffed. He'd work at home if he could, stay with Madie all day, but stupid clients and their stupid negotiations get in the way. Some of them personally wanted to meet him in order to a

At the city doing its afternoon with its characteristic indifference. "Me too," she said quietly. She meant it. ✦•✦•✦ The last significant thing that happened on Monday was small. Not a call, not an article, not a legal development or a press inquiry or anything that registered on any of the scales she had been monitoring since six forty-eight in the morning. It was a drawing.

Merliah's POINT OF VIEW -------------------------- It's Monday again, and I can only say one thing… “F*ck you, Monday.” I stretched and sighed for a moment. Today we are moving to Maui, the condo just behind the university. I'm too lazy to go in today, that's why I hate Monday. But good thing because I will be liberated starting today. I am excited to have a pajama party with lore and my trusted friends. Then I got ready and dressed for university. As I passed through the hallway, I met the dean. We looked at each other but he averted his eyes first.

I don't know how I am going to fight my way out of this situation. It just has to be a Monday.

It wasn't long before Mom replied to my message, "Sweetheart, are you in a lot of pain? I'm so sorry to hear that. I'm sure this is because you've been disobedient and haven't been eating properly. Otherwise, why would you be having cramps?" I had no idea how to refute her words. Every day, I was only able to earn roughly ten dollars or so by checking in with her. However, after deducting ten dollars for my monthly phone bill and the other living expenses, I only had enough left to eat oatmeal or dinner rolls each day. At that moment, Mom called me. When I accepted the call, her gentle voice flowed over the line, "Sweetheart, I'm very mad that you refused to listen to me. I know you're feeli

Adrian’s POV Monday mornings were usually predictable. People running on Coffee….. The silence from the just concluded weekend and Control. I loved Mondays. But Today of all Days, my office felt like a cage. I’d paced the length of it so many times the rug was starting to piss me off. My phone sat on the desk, the screen dark, mocking me…..I was waiting for feedback from the private investigator I had hired, knowing Commission Hale was going to do a shitty investigation regardless.

I have some friends too. “Hon, Its time to wake up. The bus will be coming.” I look back whose familiar voice was that, it’s my mom. “I’m getting up,” I reply with a coarse voice. Mon went back down after I woke up. Oh goodness its Monday again. Who doesn’t hate Mondays right? The first day of the week and will be suffering for the next 5 days. Is it just me or that weekends disappear in a blink of an eye. I swear it was Saturday the moment I open my eyes its Monday. “What date today is again?” I ask myself while I open my phone. Today was April 15, 2025. I should get up and face the shitty reality up ahead. Shoot! We have a quiz in History class. Well its stock knowledge again, I guess.