Monika X Sayori Novels & Stories

“And you and Monica?” “We won’t vote for each other, either," Monica promises. “Besides, I can stick to a whole story just on New Yorkers. And I would really like to know about your home countries, to be honest.” It’s a fair deal, and when their drinks arrive, Yori lifts her drink, a cocktail called Re:Birth, and toasts to them. “To new friends, new adventure. Kampai!”

Alyssa raised an eyebrow as she gave off a very suspicious smirk. "What do you want?" Mia looked at her, she looked very scared and that gave Alyssa alot of joy, she felt like she was so powerful. "Your necklace" Alyssa tried to bargain with Mia, at least while Mia wasn't on her neck and making things difficult for her. She knew Mia's greatest strength was Lakshmi and since Lakshmi was absent, she felt she could take advantage of Mia. "I can't give you that" Mia tried to free herself from Alyssa's grip but Alyssa was too strong for her.

’ She said, cracking a smirk. “Who are you?” Tobias said from his seat. His hands clench the edge of the table, causing small cracks. When I see Ricardo fidget in his seat, his eyes as wide as the moon as he is looking between Tobias and Monica. I fight the urge to growl out at them both.. But something is going on here. “My name is Monica. Monica Rodri…” Before she can finish introducing herself, I hear Ricardo… “No fucking way…” He said in a gasp.

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

Her words were laced with acrimony. "Okay, sure!" Monica had no choice so she took the glass and drank all of it. After that, Yumi refilled her glass again and said with a smile, "Madam, we are both from the World Universe Continent and can be regarded as friends. Let’s toast each other with another glass." ‘Again?’ ‘I’ll be drunk if I continue drinking.’ Monica was reluctant but could not turn Yumi down. Afterward, Monica turned her head around at Yvette to ask for help.

"You've clearly changed since Trisha left; that much is obvious... and Brandon and I have done everything for you since then, no matter how horribly you've treated us, because we love you. But, god damn it, Monika, I have half a mind to kill you where you stand!" Monika looked down at her friend as tears welled behind her bright, hazel eyes. They looked almost identical to Trisha, and anyone other than her would probably say they were exactly the same. But Monika knew better. Trisha's eyes were black with a green hue, and Sara's were green with a brown hue. She felt a deep breath enter her lungs, one that made her feel like maybe, over the last few weeks, she really hadn't been breathing at

"Hello, my name is Sayaka Watanabe. Please take care of me in the future, Oga-kun." Looking at her sweet smile, Monica was sure that a lot of guys would be attracted by her in an instant, however, he had seen a lot of beauties in his life so he didn't see anything special on Sayaka however... Monica didn't expect that this young woman was included in his target either, and at the same time, he felt that his luck was very good since from the early morning until now, he had met a lot of targets.

Clary said determinedly, squeezing her back just as tightly, she grinned when she saw the look of surprise turn to a nod of pride. "Well then, you had best gear up," Monika said, taking her hands. "Damon is a wonderful man but he knows nothing but rules and the law. I really hope you can convince him; he has worked wonders in LA and to be honest, you both deserve to be happy, royal blood be damned" she said.

"I'm sorry Niccoli if we are putting you on the spot right now. If you are really not comfortable showing us Monami yet, then we will respect your decision..." Audrey said. "No. Its not like that. Its not like I don't want you guys to meet Monami... It is just that..." Niccoli trailed off in his words when he tried to explain himself. "What's wrong Niccoli? You can tell us." "Monami.... she is..." MEOW [WHAT?!!!!! Monami is what??? She is what?!!!! DARN IT!!! Why this Niccoli can't just complete his words?! HAIXT!!!] Nero said fully anxious this time.

Nik ran a hand through her short hair that was now dripping with sweat. “Nice job, Scotts.” The coach patted her head as she walked to the stone benches to the side of the basketball court that was closer to where we were standing. “Wait…she looks familiar.” Sagar said in a hushed tone. “Isn’t that the girl you often have lunch with?” “Yes,” I nodded. “Her name is Monika Scotts. She’s a friend of me and Debby’s.” “Wow.” Sagar let out a low whistle. “She’s kinda hot.”