Scaramouche X Mona Novels & Stories

I nodded at him and he left my study room. "So, Miss Monroe, we are going to meet very soon." A big smile spread across my lips looking at her picture. . . . I was waiting for her in my room and suddenly I heard the click of twisting the door knob. The moment she stepped into the room pushing the door her scent hit my nostril and my Beast started to howl in the back of my mind. A smell of rose after rain and vanilla hit my nose which excited my wolf and raced my heart. My beast was pushing to take control but I tried my best to keep him under control. There will be no surprise if he took control because he always does this. I saw a figure entering the room and approaching me. My heart was be

I saw her lips quiver and heard her mutter some strange words I couldn’t quite make out and suddenly, I was floating on air. I yelped and tried to scream but the sound froze in my throat. She seemed to lift me up with her mind and the next thing I knew, I was standing in front of her, in the garden. “How did you—“ “I must have frightened you, I’m sorry about that Luna.” “Luna?” I Asked, taken aback. “Oh! You’ve got the wrong person. You’re probably looking for my mistress, Athena,the alpha’s daughter. I am But an ordinary omega.”

He was telling me not to be afraid. The car drove for a long time. The tape over my mouth was ripped off, but my wrists stayed bound. The man next to me kept playing on his phone. He suddenly let out a laugh. “Your mom’s something else. Her husband gets kidnapped, and she is still walking the red carpet.” He held up his phone and showed me. On the screen, my mother wore a haute couture dress. She held Sean’s arm and smiled at the cameras. The headline read: Everdusk Group’s Tenth Anniversary Gala — CEO Appears With Partner, Still Deeply in Love

Lucian. Scarlett had deliberately asked me to reject her in the presence of Stasia because she knew I couldn't. She wanted to hurt Stasia. I knew it was normal for her to feel jealous of Stasia. Scarlett was my fated mate after all; the mate bond compels her to, but that was low of her. She, of all people, knows that I feel nothing for her, yet she had to stir shit up. It took a lot of effort to bring Stasia to live with me, and I knew I would have hell to pay. Clay and Maxwell would be livid that I let Stasia come stay with me. My wolf, Tiger, was already giving me a tough time about it. He wanted Scarlett, but I could not accept a tainted whore as my mate. I did not know why the moon godde

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

He drops a newspaper onto Adrian’s desk. He hands me a copy too. I skim the headline, thinking it's another useless gossip column. But then I see it: HEADLINE: Formerly Revered Moonridge Pack Luna Unmasked in a Scandalous Revelation! My stomach churns. The article is venom. Drenched in half-truths and outright lies. "Alaina Meyers, once hailed as a noble Luna under Alpha Cole, has been exposed in a whirlwind of disgrace."

"You are so shameless! What right have you to call me by that name!" "That's what I want, monmon come inside, come in ." the annoying name joshua calls Mona. "You're annoying you know!" and she went into the house of Joshua. Anthony and Eddie are shocked by Joshua’s guest because none other than Mona zamora is the only beautiful actress they idolize and admire. "Du, dude, is it true we see?” “ is she Mona zamora?" The two young men stammered when they saw Mona in person. "Dude it's true that the one in front of you is Mona zamora that you admire and idolize,”

“You’re getting sloppy.” I didn’t jump at the voice, though my wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin. Scarlett Monroe moves like smoke when she wants to, which is often. At thirty-two, she’s the head healer in this nightmare factory and the closest thing I have to a friend in a place where friendship is dangerous.

I stood, calm and controlled. “She’s neither.” Mona’s eyes gleamed as she closed the last of the space between us. She was close enough that I could see the scar near her collarbone—the one she kept visible on purpose. “She should be one or the other,” she whispered. “Soon. Because people are watching. And in our world, blurred lines don’t stay blurred. They get… erased.” Her hand grazed my lapel, too familiar. I didn’t flinch, but the glass in my hand cracked—just enough for a line of red to run down my wrist.

Her voice was gentle, and it made his ears tingle. Leo’s face changed, and he pulled away from her. Mona said, the mocking in her eyes turned to scorn. "Five years now and you’re still the same cold psychopath, Mr. Cox.” His penetrating eyes on her as he responded. "What do you want?" Mona carefully touched her wrist, which was now crimson. A shade that only lasted a moment crossed her eyes, and she got more impatient with him. "If I were still the Mona of years back, maybe I'd be..." she pause her words and smiled.