Monica Flower Mga Nobela at Kwento

He better not. Releasing Christabel cloth. "The ring looks good on you bitch. I wonder what he sees in you," Monica said bitterly. "I will be back, fool, you can't just have everything," "Monica you don't have the right to call me a fool," Christabel defended herself.

She thought. Still in the garden, she smelled some of the flowers. then she thought. "Is this where the essential oils were made?" She asked rhetorically. instead, she got a response from a feminine voice "No your highness, the flowers are gotten from the flower house," Monica said from behind her. holding a coat."It's cold your highness. I'll help you out with this one." She assisted Kim in wearing a long black, leather coat. "Monica, did you follow me here?" She asked.

I said and mind-linked some of the warriors to come down to the club and see if they could find anything. It has been three hours, and we have no leads on who took Rose. I am so worried about her and my unborn babies. Finally, my phone beeps, letting me know someone has messaged me. I took my phone out of my pocket and froze in my spot. "If you want your precious Flower back, then meet me by the border of the Thunder Moon Territory and come alone, or your Flower dies," The message said. There was a picture of Rose sitting unconscious in the back of a car.

Monica looked at Lisanna with hateful eyes, she wanted to kill Lisanna right here because she had ruined her perfect plan. However, Monica saw that Bertha had fainted, and blood was still flowing from Bertha's vagina. This makes Monica worried. She is not worried about Bertha's health, but she is worried about the fetus in Bertha's womb. Monica once considered the fetus in Bertha's womb a treasure. If she lost that treasure now, she would never have a second treasure. Monica is trying to control her anger, so she takes Bertha to the hospital.

She stuffed her hand between her breasts and pulled out a red envelope. My eyes widened as she took out a lily flower. The same kind from those creepy warning letters. She was the one. "Jack... it’s been her all along?!" I gasped, horrified. "That’s right, darling. It’s me. And there’s nothing you can do about it," Monica said with a cruel smile.

Monica sighed and rolled her eyes. "I got back from my family home to get something I forgot, which I was supposed to give to my mum, and that's when I perceived a Blightweed drink in a bottle, on the dining table. I didn't need to know who it was from, it was obvious it was from Luna Fiona," Monica began. "So I took the golden opportunity presented to me by the moon goddess. So I went to get Clovaris from the outcast village because I knew there were no cameras over there, so I laced the drink with it. Clovaris is odorless, and Blightweed has a very strong smell, so after making the Clovaris drink, which only took a couple of minutes, I mixed it with a small amount of Blightweed due to Blig

He steps aside and lets me in, and inside is probably the strongest floral smell I have ever inhaled. The whole place is filled with pink and red flowers the size of dinner plates. Vines crawl up to the ceiling, covering what little sunlight is entering the place. Hyden is in the middle of the mess, pressing some petals into some kind of device that extracts all the scent. He sees me and smiles, offering me a seat. “Come here, Lady Monica. Make yourself at home.” “Roman knows about us talking,” I say as I sit next to him. “He wasn’t angry. I think he’a alright about me knowing more about your people.”

“I might need a new name! Or probably a new face!” Danica slammed shut the door after jumping back into the car. “Yeah, agreed!” Monica started the engine. They had a good laugh about her being famous along the way. The vampire girl was really growing on her. She was like a vampire version of her friend Mia. Danica looked at the flower fields through the window. The colorful nature against the fluffy white snow seemed miraculous. “What about…umm…Ane?”

"Alpha Louis, calm down. The most important thing now is to confirm whether the body by the lake belongs to Luna Rena." Adrian tried to calm Louis down, but was pushed away heavily. "Impossible, she couldn't have died! Rena wasn't pregnant, so that corpse isn't hers!" He screamed hysterically at Adrian, before a thought seemed to come to mind, and he started chuckling lowly. "Oh, I get it… You and your mate are working with Rena, aren't you? Did you think that you could scare me just by splashing a bit of blood in my house? "Well, you should have thought of a better lie! How could a Luna be murdered in her own pack, much less her own home? How could the other wolves in the Blood Moon Pack ha

Various types of flowers grew there, and a sweet fragrance wafted into her senses. "This place is beautiful!" Monica stepped further in, gently touching the flowers. Faintly, she heard the sound of flowing water. Not far ahead, a river flowed perfectly, its clear and cool water looking pristine. "Where actually am I?" Monica approached the river and touched the water; it was cool and calming. Suddenly, a voice behind her made her turn. "Welcome, Diar!" "W-who are you?" Monica stared in wonder at the beautiful woman before her. She wore a white dress and a white flower crown. Her skin was clear and radiant, and her smile was charming and soft... like Arini.