Monoma Laugh Novels & Stories

“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.”

Monika smirked and then moved closer to him, only to stump her foot on his feet, making him jump and scream in pain. "Ouch... f*ck... Have you lost your mind?" he growled. "You should be grateful that it was your foot. If you mess up with me again, then it will be yours" She stopped and pointed between his legs. Ryan kept his hands on his junior, looking at her widening his eyes. "Moon Goddess... You're such a" he clamped up when she narrowed her eyes. "Cute and gorgeous woman," He said and started laughing nervously. Monika lightly tapped on his cheek.

Narine I was laughing my brains out, no, really. The kind of laugh that snatches breath from your lungs and leaves your ribs aching, your cheeks flushed, and your soul feeling... lighter. My stomach hurt, my eyes stung from the tears, and my cheeks felt like they'd crack from smiling so hard. Hasmik hadn't changed one bit. Still as unfiltered and hilarious as ever, commanding the room like it was her damn stage. Her timing, expressions, and the way she delivered even the simplest line had all of us doubled over in laughter. I could barely keep up with her quips, and neither could anyone else.

Harmonia raised an eyebrow, smiled back, and asked, “Who said you can call me Monia? You really like to cozy up to others, don’t you? Did your mother teach you that?” Luna’s smile froze. She gritted her teeth, masked her embarrassment with a smile, and then said unceremoniously, “Do you know of the saying ‘He who laughs last, laughs best’? I look forward to competing with you in the finals! The winner will be determined in the finals!”

the guys laugh as he tries to go for my door. "You know people say you don't have a sense of humor," Danica says putting her address into the GPS on the dashboard as we drive down the street. "So I've heard," "It might be because you never smile or laugh," she adds. "I've never heard you laugh," "Coming to think of it. We haven't either. Not since you were like thirteen," Micca says. "Leave her alone," Miles says. I hear a smack. "I'm just saying," he defends.

And goofy and sweet are only two of the hundreds of words I can think to describe her. I stick my finger in the whipped cream and dot it on her nose, resulting in her gasping in shock before throwing her head back and releasing the most stunning sound I have ever heard from her. Pure joyful laughter. Rome guffaws and nearly spits out her pancake as she laughs at the cream on Laney’s face and I look at Monty. “Are they drunk?” I ask him, knowing full well that werewolves can not get drunk. He shakes his head.

"No....that's not...." "Shut. The. Fuck. Up" East said, glaring at her. Her heart broke into a million pieces. Tears gathered her as she look down. East looked at Mona. Mona is smirking at him. East scoffed. "Mona Mona" Mona rolled her eyes. "Look at you" he said amusedly. Mona glared at him. "So pathetic on a wheelchair." Mona clenched her jaw. "You really think you could kill me huh?" East asked.

“Think bigger.” Everyone laughs.

"No, you don't have to answer that. It's fine-" "What?" Before I could completed my statement, I dissolve into a quiet laughter. Then it became louder as I saw the expression on Mona's face. The way she asked appeared funny to me, asking like she was talking to a sort of goddess. I laugh at the mose unexpected time, and even though they were always less, they always remained memorable. I managed to subdue the laughter, knowing fully well they would both had been staring like I was crazy. Was I crazy?