Monomi X Monokuma Novels & Stories

she said when she heard it think into the wood of the door behind her as she kept Damon pinned to the wall. "Oh, believe me I never miss" Moni said with a smirk from her chair as she yanked another dagger from her thigh holster " I suggest you release my friend before the next one lands in the middle of your pretty forehead" she said before throwing her feet up on Damon desk and spinning the dagger in her hand, her eyes never leaving the furious warlock. She almost rose to her feet when the women gestured with her hand, lifting Damon further up the wall.

He cornered Camille to the wall and Monika stepped back, bumping into the wall behind her. "It doesn't matter. You favourite boy toy is dying. Choose me." Monika screamed back. Dying? Dying? What is she talking about? Adom felt the world rotated quite fast and Adom nearly lost his ground. He swayed a bit before he had a grip to the wall as a support. "What the hell are you talking about?" Adom shouted.

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. *********

Jonah, the little thief! I vanish, to follow Jonah more stealthily. I exit to where I last seen him and I follow his scent. Unlike incubi and succubi, we cannot teleport, only vanish from view and move on our own. So even though my mass is unpercievable, I still tread lightly knowing that Jonah is a seasoned vampire and if I near him too closely, he hear me or possibly scent me. I sm a tad slow tracking him, we have a stronger sense of smell than humans and most animals, but not nearly as advanced as a werewolf. We also have a hard time distinguishing in extremely crowded areas where scent can mix and mingle.

"Surely, you've heard of their existence-" "No, Master Miller!" Scarface screamed, but calmed himself and continued, "Pardon my rudeness, however, that person is not a demonologist. Demonologists summon demons to fight for them. These demons' fires are also green or purple depending on their rank, b-but that mage…" "What about him?!" Marcus couldn't help but raise his voice. Scarface's stuttering was really starting to irk him.

she gasped. Thing is, while she had seen a picture before, her mind was still completely blown when she saw the building that was Ricardo DiSanto's place of residence in real life. Astrodomo de DiSanto, the locals called it; and an apt name too because the building was actually a large glass dome in the sky, vividly reflecting the red hue of the setting sun on the ground like something out of a sci-fi movie.

“to Mila” I laughed and gulped down my drink. I winced as the liquid burnt my throat. We took a few more shots before Olivia was asked for a dance. She left me and I went to get another shot. I had two of them, when someone took my last one. I turned to the person and froze. Even in my drunken state, I knew those eyes anyway, Roman Romero. “Camila” his deep voice said. I looked up at his face and he was mad, there were flames in his eyes. “we’re leaving”

Lariempi replied softly “But I can make it up to you.” He added after a moment of silence “How?” Amelia asked as she finally turned around to take a look at the god who took up the form of a dashing young man “I can help you evolve and become stronger so you can have you revenge.” He replied “Have my revenge? But the monster is already dead.” Amelia exclaimed “This mystic beast is not the first to slip into the mortal world and it won’t be the last, your husband is just one of several that has died and will die by their claws.” Lariempi said emotionlessly

he said. "Hm" I nodded in agreement. "So, thousands of years ago, the moon goddess only created three supernatural beings, which consisted of my dad, mom and another man -his name is Oak... " "Oak?" I cut in. "Yeah" I laughed briefly at the name. "Oak,it sounds so weird, just like your name" I said and laughed again. "My name doesn't sound weird" he defended his name. "Oh, really?" he nodded. "Wymond, doesn't that sound like wayward?" I asked.

I don’t know but it feels like we do have this awkward presence for each other and we both don’t know how to make it not an awkward one. “Why did you argue with Primo?” My head was occupied at that moment they fought over me. I still don’t know why and I want to know why they did it. “He’s just an annoying and arrogant peasant who pissed me.” Doom buries his face in the pillow. I replied, “Correction, he doesn’t look like a peasant for me. He’s a company holder and a future CEO.” “But he looks one. Tss,” Doom glared at me. I chuckled to tease him. “Okay, fine! But why were you arguing? And why did you murmur my name earlier?”