Monoma Laugh Novels & Stories

“What are you talking about? “Brady is well-behaved. He would never say something like that. “You are the one who causes problems everywhere you go, making people laugh at me. You do not think about anyone but yourself.” The slap was loud. My head snapped to the side, and my left cheek burned white-hot, the pain bleeding into the throbbing at the back of my skull until it was all one thing. My ears rang. I could not make out anything he said anymore. The only thing still cutting through was that word, turning over and over inside the noise. Laughed at. Laughed at. Laughed at.

" Feni asked and without waiting for Angel's confirmation, he started pulling towards a quiet side of the school. Mona burst into laughter holding her stomach as she bent over the table laughing heartily while Gabriella just stared at her with an amused smile on her face. "Is this the hell what Diego has been teaching you?" Mona asked laughter coursing through her veins and body. "Daddy jokes?" Mona asked again as she burst into laughter. "Oh heavens, I wanna get married because what the hell girl!" Mona exclaimed as she burst into another round of laughter again. "Just shut up girl" Gabriella said but her words only ended up sending laughter up Mona's throat.

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“Hahahaha! Okay… Okay! S-Sorry Grant, but I just can’t… I can’t help it, hahaha!” As he howled, Damon’s eyebrows creased into a displeased bundle. What scheme had that knave cooked up now, huh? He better not be plotting to ruin the collaboration between his company and Thalassa Co., or Damon would break his neck. Xavier’s laugh bamboozled Grant to no end. He scratched his head in confusion before breaking out a helpless giggle. “C’mon, son. If there’s a joke that funny, at least let me in!”

“Damn, hanging out with you is actually fun,” Lake said with a grin as they stepped out of the park, the fading sunset casting soft light across the pavement. “We should do this again sometime.” Monica let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head. “It’s not fun hanging out with you. And no, I don’t think I want to do this again.” Lake raised a brow. “Liar. You were literally screaming your lungs out on that ride.” “I was not!” she protested, but she couldn’t stop the laughter that bubbled out of her.

said Arka, making Kean snort and exhale slowly. "Queuing up for nimbuk, he means," said Kean, making Aurel raise an eyebrow and then laugh. "Never mind, don't keep laughing. I feel sorry for Brother Kean. Seeing his face frown, I want to crush him," said Mona, making the silent ones laugh again. "You guys are bad!" exclaimed Kean as he stomped his foot, making Gaia laugh even harder. "Ouch, that hurts," Mona complained, patting her chest as she coughed.

“Hey, four-eyes! You gonna drink that or just stand there like a fucking loser?” ​A group of drunk guys were laughing at him. Noah’s stomach twisted. He turned to leave, but one of them grabbed his shoulder hard and rough. “Where do you think you’re going?” ​Before Noah could answer or even react, a deep voice cut through the noise. “Get your fucking hands off him.”

Did she speak her mind by accident? She could not bring herself to tell Little Nomi about those perverts. She turned to look at Little Nomi before she forced a smile and replied, “Nothing, it was nothing. What could there be? Hehehe.” “Hehe, hehe… Not funny…” Little Nomi copied Monique’s laugh with a suspicious face. She stared at Monique adorably, her huge clear eyes filled with meaning. Amused by her daughter’s adorable expression, Monique brushed across her daughter’s tiny nose lightly. “Smart girl, I could never hide anything from you!”

Both Raven and I laughed. It was a boy’s night. It had been a while when my lounge echoed with our laughter and Quinn's constant complaints. It felt good, like old days. We were still bickering with each other, when I heard stomping of heels in the ground. I turned to see Mona. Dressed in a low cut black dress. It was short. Revealing every inch. Covering very few spots. She was swaying her hips while coming towards me. Three of us went silent, as she stood in front of me. I was sitting casually on the couch.

"What? Are you scared a witness will poke holes in your little story?" Mona glanced over and towards her daughter with a bitter smirk, watching as the girl, Genevieve, choked slightly and coughed. The action inspired Mona's bitter smirk to broaden to a triumphant smile that illuminated her dull features proudly, an eyebrow quirking as Genevieve shrunk to her wordless defeat.