Monica Robles Frases Novels & Stories

**MONICA** I slammed my hand onto the table, making Adrian flinch. “ I SAID WHAT IS THIS?” I demanded, trying to hold back my anger a little before I’ll end up doing something stupid. He took a slow drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke to my phone. “Calm down, Monica. It’s just a video.” “JUST A VIDEO?!” I shouted, leaning across the table. “You look like a fool, and now I look like a fool! Do you even realize this could ruin everything?”

Danny suggested. Monica’s head snapped towards him and a look of defiance crossed her face as she crossed her arms. “I, I didn’t do anything wrong. Bella doesn’t want Lucas. So I decided to help her out since all of you can’t understand that she’s not happy.” She stated with an attitude. Roberts hand shot out within a blink of an eyes and grabbed her neck. “Oh we understand that she’s unhappy but that’s only because she was never taught how to be a proper wife.” He said near her ear.

he rapped so fast that they lost track of what he was saying. “Ah, oh…. No, come on, you know we would never be scared of the powers you possess. You are our hero and we love you. You are really strong and the first of your kind so never think we are scared of you. You are stronger but love is all we feel for you” Monica said as she looked at Steve while tears rolled down her cheeks. TO BE CONTINUED…

"First question from @TrueGina: Monica, who inspires your fashion choices?" Monica relaxed slightly. A safe and simple question. "I’m inspired by people who dress with confidence—who wear their stories. Power with a touch of rebellion." "Nice," the reporter nodded. "Second question, from @SpillTeaAnna: Is it true that you and the CEO of Mo’s are... secretly dating?" Monica let out a short breath—half a scoff, half amusement. "Not at all. I don’t even know who he is. I’ve only ever dealt with his team."

The three of us, Me, Rolando, and Monica are a tight-knit little family, always looking out for each other. “Good morning, Mi bonita!” Rolando hollers out from his office. “Morning Rolando,” I reply back as chipperly as I can muster. “Uno momento, Rosie,” Rolando makes his way to me and hands me two granola style protein bars. I look at him confused. “Donna looka me like that seniorita. I know you no eat. You too skinny. How long been since you eat meal?” he asks me in his slightly broken English/Spanish combo.

The butler immediately waved for the bodyguards to take action. Seeing the bodyguards approaching her, Monica retreated, as if she were being forced to her wits end. Finally, she lost her mind, ceasing to care about anything anymore. She yelled, "The Robinson family has long been tarnished! Xavier Robinson, your mother won all those years ago because she used Tara Miller's designs too!"

Monica looked at him expectantly. Thinking about how his affair with Rebbeca had already been exposed, he had no choice but to forcibly say, "Yes, they're probably blind. Perhaps they didn't dare approach you because you're too beautiful. Maybe they're afraid that they won't be able to win you over." Monica was stunned for a moment. Then, she suddenly stood up and shouted, "Why are they so stupid? They should be more confident in themselves!" Cyril was speechless. Did she really buy this? Just how unaware was she about her own appearance?

Thank you Jay, thank you for making me the happiest woman on earth" "Yes" "That's so sweet of you ". "Miss Monalisa , I know it might come as a shock to you but try not to freak out " "Okay, what is it? "Miss Monalisa...will you marry me?. "What!!!

"Monica don't be dramatic." "All you've ever done is insult me," Monica said, her voice breaking. "My whole life. Every conversation, every interaction, you made sure I knew I wasn't good enough. Smart enough, pretty enough, successful enough." Tears tracked down her cheeks. "All I wanted was Isaiah and you got him too. Then you died, I thought I had a chance only for that little bitch to replace me.” Delilah stood abruptly. She blew a kiss at Monica through the gaps in the glass.. "I don't have to deal with this, I came here to say goodbye."

why the heck is Monica doing this? “I'm going to tell you something for Free, Diego will never love you.” She began speaking with every conviction. “You are just a sex toy to him. He is going to dump you when he is tired of you. We have all been there, you know. So have your fun time while you can, bitch!” Monica said those words and I felt my whole body go numb, a sharp sting piercing my heart like tons of bricks. She turned to walk away but paused, drawing her attention to Lucas.