Scaramouche X Mona Novels & Stories

The Queen nodded in satisfaction and stepped aside, revealing a Prince who never ceases to take my breath away. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to stand erect with my chin raised proudly, then I looked into his honeysuckle eyes, and swallowed. “I, River Scarrow, reject you, Densmore Rutherford, as my mate.” Immediately I stated that I felt a different type of heat. One that felt destructive and surgical. “Do you accept?” I muttered. The entire hall went silent again as all eyes turned to Densmore. His deep sunken eyes seemed to hold conflict as his lips pressed together. I held my breath, a sliver of me wishing he’d say no but then he nodded his approval.

I hadn't even taken a bite of cake before my worst nightmare found me. "Alessia! You lying bitch!" Bianca and my stepmother, Genevieve, stormed up to me. Bianca's eyes raked over my dress like knives, her face twisted with jealousy. "Why didn't you tell me the Don wasn't disfigured? This was supposed to be my place!" She grabbed my wrist, her nails digging into my skin so hard I hissed in pain. "You worthless thing. What right do you have to stand next to him? You go to the Don right now and tell him you're giving your position back to me! I'm the only one who deserves him!"

The wine was excellent. And for a little while, I almost managed to forget. To just be Ethan Chase, Alliance mediator, having dinner with colleagues. Then I saw him. He was at a table across the terrace, partially hidden by a potted olive tree. He wasn’t alone. Matteo, his loyal shadow, was with him. And a woman. Beautiful, elegant, with dark hair swept up in a chic twist. An Omega, from the subtle, floral sweetness of her scent that reached me even across the distance. She was leaning forward, laughing at something Matteo said, her hand resting lightly on Lorenzo’s forearm.

'Mona' 'Mona' 'Mona' Pack mates are cheering for Mona who is strong and beautiful. She never shy away from showing her skills and beauty. Mona ignored Nathan and charged towards Kyra without a warning. Mona is planning to make this as humiliating to Kyra as possible. "No" Nathan tried to stop Mona, because this is foul. But he was a second too late. Mona's fist is is already inches away from Kyra's face.

I didn't like the way he called my sister Alicia Scarface, in reference to the scar that marked her face. “Wait, did you say one of them has a scar on her face? You sure it isn't Alicia?" Eric had asked. “Who is Alicia? Anyway the Scarface said her name was Joyce Donaldson. Could be she lied." Brice said. My heart was now thumping dangerously. “I need to talk to you alone Brice. Can Andrew wait outside?" Eric had demanded and I walked out of the radio room. I wasn't gone far when I heard the next instructions.

She asked curiously but something doesn't add up. I mean I have asked him about the scars and he insinuated that it was BDSM gone wrong and honestly I didn't think much of it because that was when we just lost our parents and he was a little rebellious at that point but I still think she got the wrong guy... I mean now I understand why she fled immediately she saw him shirtless but anyone could have a similar scar, right?

For two years, Ronan Draven has lived as a ghost. Once known as the pack messenger, he vanished after making the biggest mistake of his life—helping his uncle, Jacob Draven, the ruthless Rogue King who turned innocent Rogues into mindless ferals. Jacob is dead… But Ronan's guilt isn't. Now, he hunts every Alpha involved in Jacob's dark experiments, determined to destroy whatever remains of his uncle's legacy. Until one mission changes everything. Hidden behind a secret door in the room of an Alpha he has just killed, Ronan discovers a frail, broken young woman who should never have been there. Adalia. She has no memory of her past. No pack. No wolf. And somehow, she is h

I kept my head low as I was pushed forward. Every eye that lingered on me started knives, Every lips whispered insults as cruel as Theron's heart. “She deserves it!” “Good riddance.” “Finally, Scarface is gone. My nightmares have come to an end.” I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood, swallowing the sun rising in my throat. I also heard Camila's voice. “Aww, poor Violeta.” She cooed, faking her sympathy. “I hope the rogues don't rip you apart out there.”

“You’ve made Ryan blush, you dirty slut!” Sandra smiles at you, then thankfully changes the subject to put you out of your misery. “So Ryan, which famous person would you choose?” You think about it for a moment. “Uh, I dunno… maybe Scar Son?” “Good choice!” says Laura. “Yeah, good choice,” agrees Sandra. “You know, I think I’d probably turn lesbian for Scar Son. How about you, Laura?” Laura shrugs. “Maybe. I bet she eats pussy like a pro.”

“ Mom , what is she doing here ? “ asked Amra . “ Mona is very kind and visits me often , bringing me delicacies and presents . “ said madam Ariana . “ Amra , it’s been a while . I am happy to see you . How have you been ? “ said Mona innocently . “ I am afraid I can’t share the same excitement . What are you doing here ? This is pur family business and by the looks of it m you keep visiting often . “ said Amra . “ I am concerned about madam Ariana and mr Andrea . I consider them my family . “ said Mona . “ Mhm ! I am sure you do but they aren’t your family . They are my family and Ayla’s family . Get that in your head and don’t get any strange ideas . Mona looked at her with a smirk then su