Monoma Laugh Novels & Stories

Jones burst into laughter, making Logan join involuntarily. “I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't be laughing, but damn! This is funny. You got home and your wife showed you this picture, saying you were with your ex? Wow! Sorry I laughed, continue please. I promise not to laugh again.” Jones was a very simple fellow who laughed even in serious situations. Most times, his laughter held a spell or charm that made it impossible for the victim to get offended. This spell worked again and Noah continued his story. “You haven't stopped laughing at the wrongest times,” Noah complained and sipped his wine.

he urges, dragging me out of the doorway. When we finally escape the messy room, I burst out laughing. Xavier tries to calm down, but soon he's laughing with me. "His voice..." I almost groan, drowning in a fit of laughter, "His hair..." When did I start laughing with him? What is wrong with me? "Now, Mona," Xavier gently corrects, "let's not make fun of each other..." "Look at you," I tease him, "you're trying so hard to be the perfect gentleman." I let out a laugh, momentarily forgetting myself.

"Shut the fuck up. You love my laugh." FYI it's not a donkey laugh. I like to think that I laugh like a normal person. "Yeah I fucking do."

'Sure sir, I'm so sorry for the trouble I hope you can enjoy and relax to your new house,” “ don't worry sir, we will handle and solved this matter as soon as possible, thank you for your patience sir . Security said ‐------------ Dingdong! Dingdong! A loud doorbell from outside of Joshua’s house When Joshua checked the CCTV to confirmed who was the person making doorbell , It was Mona Zamora, so joshua has a big smile on his face In his thought , “this girl is so annoying !” So, he go outside to see Mona "Hey, it's you, how are you? Long time no see", joshua joked to Mona So, Mona frowned when she saw joshua is the owner of this house "Are you the one who complaining that I play music

The veins in Lucus head were popping out in rage, but Moni just stood there in silence with a stupid look of annoyance on her face, then she busted out in laughter. "Are you done yet? Seriously, it took you a full year to realize it. Man, guys like you are so easy to control! Oh my god!" She laughs dramatically, holding her stomach. Lucus just watches her, dumbfounded by what he is seeing. To say he is frustrated is an understatement.

Not the controlled kind. The real kind. The kind that started in her stomach and moved up through her chest and came out of her mouth before she could catch it — the kind of laugh that happened when the comedy of a situation was so perfect, so architecturally complete, that the body’s response was involuntary. The laugh was loud. It carried. Down the hallway. Past the trophy cases. Past the bulletin board. To the place where Ava Donnelly was standing with her jaw tight and her eyes narrow, and the specific, visible fury of a person who had just been humiliated in public and was now hearing someone laugh about it.

Stop it. My heart was pounding. My chest felt clamped tight. I could not form a full sentence. I started inching toward the door. Vision was breaking up at the edges. Light was flickering. The aura was getting worse. Awareness was tearing apart. Behind me, Aaron's laugh rang out. "What? Got exposed, so now you're running? "You were acting pretty well a minute ago." The room burst into laughter. Mia's face went cold, but she didn't stop them.

LUCAS “Mo-Monalisa?” My voice came out as a whisper, my throat dry from the surprise. Not the exact way that I intended to “You got it right. I thought you had forgotten how my voice sounded. I see you still remembered,” Monalisa laughed from the other side of the phone as though that was the funniest joke of the year. Her voice was like nails scraping metal that I wanted to throw the phone away. I knew that kind of laughter and I could tell that she was up to something. Probably not something that I would like.

Mona follows my lead. “Yeah, all ya’ll can shut the hell up!” I laugh out loud at Mona’s smart-ass mouth. “Drake asshole Cinder is about to get his balls knocked into his throat.” Nix is looking at Mona, surprised at her aggression no doubt. A big toothy grin spreads across his face.

A full, boyish, devastating grin. Mona slapped a hand over her mouth. "Oh my God—ignore me—I have no filter—" He laughed. A deep, rich, genuine laugh that sent shivers down her spine. "You crack me up, love." Mona wanted to die. Her mother always said her mouth would get her in trouble one day. And apparently, today was that day. Still chuckling, Kane gestured for her to follow. "Come on, let's go." Mona hesitated for half a second before stepping through the small ticket booth door, walking up to him. She barely reached his chest. The sheer size difference between them made her feel tiny, and for some reason, that made her stomach flutter.