Mona X Scaramouche Novels & Stories

“Girl! You look absolutely breathtaking. Declan’s gonna pass out cold when he sees you. That dress is going to be easy as hell to tear off. Rather, your wolf will not have any issues whatsoever getting through it!” Xena exudes absolute beauty as she enters the room. Her dress, a captivating boho style, is crafted from delicate silk, its touch as smooth as a gentle caress. The chosen to allure a royal blue hue perfectly enhances her captivating dark bluish-green eyes and glossy chestnut hair. With an off-the-shoulder design, elastic waist, and short sleeves, the dress's top gracefully reveals her shoulders. The skirt, with its ruffled high-low hem, gracefully flows from a front reaching mid-t

They were shaking violently, but I could still feel the hum of that strange, massive power vibrating beneath my skin. Where did that strength come from? I thought, my heart hammering against my ribs. I don't even have my wolf yet. How did I just overpower an Alpha? "Oh, Moon Goddess," I whispered, staring at the blood. “Jake? Are you okay?” “I’m not fucking okay! You just threw me on a table and now I’m fucking dying!” He groaned in pain. “I’m sure it’s not a big… problem. You can heal right?” “Arrrgghhhhh!” He groaned in pain, his face pale as he clutched his bleeding stomach, unable to move without screaming.

I saw as I start driving to the pack house. As I pull up and park in front of the pack house, my dick gets hard all over again, as I step out of my car and see Scarlett waiting outside the packhouse, leaning against the railing of the porch. Her long, chocolate brown hair is in loose waves down her back and I can see her bright green eyes from here. Her curves look perfect in a red dress that wraps around her body, showcasing her cleavage as it ties at the waist. Her legs, perfectly toned from all her time training and sparring, look they need to be wrapped around me as she stands in a pair of black stiletto heels. Before she has a chance to move even an inch, I’m out of my car and on the po

“I don’t have any idea for that, mom.” “I understand. You still can’t believe this fact. You’re not the omega of Jungle Power.” Mom took a breath. “And the fact that you are the omega of Crescent Scarlet.” I was indeed surprised, even more so about the wolf in my body. From the very beginning I noticed a strange thing, maybe if someone else’s wolf had slightly rough and slightly light colored hands as well as sharp and strong claws. My wolf is not, even I feel that my wolf is an albino wolf.

It attacked the empty air all over the arena constantly, forming sharks and swordfish that jump from its surface to attack the empty air. "I made you a promise, did I not?" the voice traveled on the wind and into her ear once again. "Yes," she broke out into a beautiful smile, "and you've kept it, so I think I might have to give you a reward." Suddenly a cool breeze blew past and stopped in front of Megan as it solidified into Xasha who was wearing a black sleeveless shit and green leather pants covered in runes.

Especially if I'm going to be Luna here. I took a shower, hearing Brendon come in only moments after I got in to shower. He brought my products to me and joined me for a quick shower. I looked up into his eyes as he met mine and I froze as my breath caught. His eyes were back to their amazing blue. He helped me get my back as we washed up together. The shower was mostly silent as we were able to take each other in and explore our bodies. Alpha Brendon was fit- muscular. He had only one scar on his body and it was located on his back, near his chest. Wolves didn't have scars because of how we healed. But his made me believe the wound he recieved wasn't normal. I'll have to ask later about it.

he introduces himself, not smiling. "I'm Mona," I note his resemblance to Xavier, their resemblance almost startling. Ray is muscular, even more so than Xavier, and muscular. He is tall with brown hair, his face an almost perfect copy of Xavier. However, a thin scar extends from his forehead to his cheek, marring his otherwise beautiful face. If Xavier was the prince of light, Ray would certainly be the handsome prince of darkness. "Now, I guess you've met us all, Mona," Wes said aloud, "this is our pack. We used to call it the 'player pack', but now that Xavier is settled, we can't exactly say more of that."

I guess it has been borrowed from the Luna our host pack. I cross my arms over my chest and walk out from behind the tree. Drake is wearing navy blue swimming trunks. He turns and walks over to me. "You're beautiful." He whispers and runs his hand over a jagged scar that runs over my ribs. I say nothing and run my hand over his pectorals. I feel his heart thumping steadily under his skin. I also feel his arms wrapping around my waist and he picks me up. He starts running and a scream erupts from my mouth as he jumps.

That was when I realized Xander was still right there. He pushed me backwards gently and he caught Sabrina. “Stop it” he said, sternly, his jaw ticking. “Both of you,” he added. “Xander…” his mother trailed off and he turned to her. “She washes dishes at a cheap diner and works at a salon. Is that really who you want to make the Luna of Deathshade pack?” She asked, and I clenched my fists behind Xander. “Yes. A queen who works as hard as she can to achieve what she wants and doesn't just get handed everything like a spoiled child” he said, obviously taking a jab at Sabrina.

Stallion replied. "Okay, and what about my uncle, Gabin?" Cobra asked. "We'll work on it. One step at a time. Right now, I need your help." Stallion replied. "What do you want from me?" Cobra asked. "Alas, I need you to get rid of someone. Her name is Queen Scorpion. I want you to eliminate her tonight. I'll send her picture and all the information you need shortly." "Just one girl? Piece of cake." Cobra said.