Monica Graham Novels & Stories

Moother got up after me and grabbed my arm, her nails digging into my skin. “Do you think I am a fool? Sit down.” Her nails dug more into my skin to the point of drawing blood. She made sure to add more force before letting me go and sitting down. I fought a hiss as I moved my arm. I sat back down and gritted my teeth as I bit my tongue. “Look at you. I see the reason Nikolas won’t touch you. You’re getting fat. Your cheeks are too full, your breasts are growing bigger, and your already fat ass is getting fatter. You stomach is no longer flat. What is wrong with you?”

she asked quietly, Whispering fiercely. "What?" Khole said. Monica rolled her eyes in irritation. "This!!! That you freaking just had a miscarriage!" she howled in anger and pain and then, slumping back to the chair she pressed her lips tightly together as her eyes gleamed in tears. Khole's eyes widened in shock as she covered her hand over her parted mouth in hysteria. "wait what?" Monica's brows was crinkled on utter confusion. "Don't tell me you didn't know..." What on earth is going on here?!

I wouldn’t be surprised if someone had been taking pictures or better yet, an actual video of me and Liam. “Come on Ella, tell me, what was that about?” Monica was a Beta- werewolf. But unlike all the other she-wolves at our school, she didn’t treat me like some trash nobody just because I was human. She treated me like a real friend. And I would always be grateful to her for this. She was the only person I’d told about Noah and me. I flopped onto my bed. I couldn’t believe I was about to tell Monica all about last night. “I broke up with Noah.”

0 said and continue talking about things. Wow, this is Hilary's point of view when I am talking to her? Am I always this loud and I am telling a story? "Settle, please be sitted in your assigned seats." our professor said. She is Miss Ricafronte, she's our teacher in Calculus. She doesn't give high grades at all unless you gave her high scores on the quizzes, discussion, and assignments. So basically, what you give is what she encodes.

Made simpler, she does not want to fall deeply in love. However, that dream never through. When she met him, he tore the corroded walls apart effortlessly and erected a four lettered tower on her world. The foundation was hinged on an unknown silent strength. It was so easy for him to plant a seed in her; a seed of love, but he never cared to nurture it neither was he there when it grew. How hurtful it is. Grace Anslem was the first child out of two. A graduate of psychology from Lagos State University. She is based in Abuja

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

Jessica started "Which Montego?" Emilly, another maid, cut her off and they all glared at her. "Anyway…" said Jessica rolling her eyes for special effects. "She was telling the senior Montego that they should celebrate Sir Dominic's coming birthday. There have been some struggles lately with the family business, so they need something to celebrate." She spilled the beans. "But I heard that he and his younger brother, Eric, don't get along. They once tried to kill each other." Emily interjected.

Rachel West looked around the villa without seeing James Smith or answering his phone calls. Seeing that the time to commit to David Kim was coming up, she still couldn't help him get the role back. Diana was mowing the flowers and grass in the yard. Seeing her coming out, he quickly asked, "Madam, are you okay?" "fine." As Rachel West was replying, Richard Gray passed by and couldn't help but chuckle. Diana looked at him suspiciously: "Is Madam alright?" Richard Gray glanced at Rachel West's tense expression, and said casually, “she’s alright, it's just malnutrition, no spicy food, no cold, she should eat more nourishing things."

Gala said, putting a hand on my shoulder “if anyone knows Alpha Nathan, it is me” “He doesn’t want me around anyway, and his mum isn’t making things any better” I said, turning to face her. Gala smiled and nodded at me to take a seat. I watched as she made me a cup of coffee before sitting in front of me. I wrapped my hands around the cup and looked down at the foam “I just don’t know what to do to please him”

It was evident in her speech. "It's nice to meet you, Zita. I'm Rebecca but you can call me Becky." "I certainly can't, Duchess. The Duke will be furious with me if I address Her grace by her nickname." Zita said plainly, giving her reasons. Rebecca was about to speak with the door creaked open. The Duke stood there and looked at the two. Zita frighteningly had her eyes on the floor and avoided eye contact. Rebecca saw the look he wore-certainly a sign for her to avoid him-and she swallowed nervously.