Captain Montgomery Castle Novels & Stories

October 23, 1345. Stormhold Castle, The walled city of Rothwell, Capital of Myknos. Lady Odeya Katarina Black As Odeya crossed the gates of Stormhold, she couldn't fight the wave of emotion that overwhelmed her. Her plan was to simply draw her father out for a one on one battle, one she was are to lose, to give Hayden's army time to catch up to them but as she waited staring at the drawbridge linking the castle to the rest of Myknos, a shudder passed through her.

"Of what?" "Of the water." I pulled her closer. "The water will not hurt you. I am here." She closed her eyes. Pressed her face into my side. "Okay." The safe house was a castle. Old. Stone. Towers. Flags flying in the wind. Red and white. Sable stepped onto the shore. "Marcus bought this. For Anna. For the children." I helped Lily out of the boat. "It is beautiful." Sable looked at the castle. Her face was soft. "It is safe."

Didn’t they say they killed the previous Alpha and reclaimed the title himself? “Here is the balcony, it closest to our bed chamber but there are more like this facing different direction. But this one you can see right to the main gate of this castle…” We were currently stood at the balcony, the scenery was fantastic. Maroon roofs of houses on the green field. Small green hills, and dark road from smooth stone made it look so much different in a so much positive and good ways than the Rock Mountain. I also noticed that there was no tall trees in the middle in this pack. It’s like this whole pack built on the center of the savana. It also on the highest surface, so they have the best view fr

Anyone else who wanted to attack would have to contend with a steep climb up a treacherous mountain first, so there was no way anyone was going to be able to invade this particular stronghold. They walked past the guards who saluted Slate and into his home. The castle was made of large stone rocks of dark gray. Inside, sparse artwork hung on the walls, which were lit by a few lantern sconces from time to time, but for the most part, the interior was dark, the gray stones the most prominent feature of the hall we passed through to a den with a similar make up.

“Partial upload. Fragmented packets. Some are corrupted, some clean. But there’s one thing he managed to trace before the system crashed.” He brought up the last data ping – a live transmission origin. The coordinates hovered between them in the glow. Elena’s heart stopped. “Those are the ruins of the Montrose estate,” she said, her voice hollow. “That place burned down when I was twelve. It was declared structurally unsalvageable.” Damien turned the image, enhancing the digital map. What showed wasn’t a ruin…..it was a fortress. The estate had been rebuilt. But not as a home.

Robert Montgomery POV: Mine. My wolf is rarely vocal, and this is the first time it’s laid a claim so blatantly. That is something I’ll have to deal with later. Charlotte lives on the sixth floor, and when she begins to open her door, I notice the security system. Whoever set it up did a damn good job of it. I can’t smell anyone’s scent aside from hers, which means nobody has come to her apartment.

My eyes locked immediately on the guy front and center. Brad Walker. Captain. Arms crossed, cocky smirk, messy dark hair, and those same piercing eyes that used to make teenage me weak. The ache in my chest sharpened for a moment before I forced it down. “Anyway,” Kayla continued, oblivious, “we’ve got a game against Westfield tomorrow. You should come. It’s the perfect way to get thrown into the chaos.” “Maybe,” I said noncommittally. She stopped at a junction in the hallway. “My class is this way. Yours is straight down there, end of the hall. Sorry we’re not in the same one.”

Upon her return, she also wrote and exchanged with the pregnant woman in front of her. 'I've never heard of Gardenia before. Where is it?’ asked Slaine curiously. Kalista also wrote a reply. 'On the border of Denver and Lancester, Gardenia is the name of the Castle where Gideon and I currently live.' Mia's and Slaine's brows knitted together, they both looked at each other, as if they had the same thought. “I think the men in the Red Cage are a bunch of crazy men. They built the Castle as if they were building a house with ordinary bricks,” Mia whispered, making Slaine agree.

Excusing himself, Montgomery grabbed a glass off brandy and headed into a quiet corner of the ballroom to get away from the thickly coagulating cigar smoke. As he was about to open the doors to one of the more private balconies, Montgomery glanced at the shadow outside, and saw a most serene picture. As if it were a tourism or wedding gown magazine cover, his bride stood facing the setting sun. Her brown hair and white gown blowing gently in the wind, standing out against the red and orange sky. Would there come a day when you smile at me this way? In total surrender and awe… “Beautiful, isn’t she?” Granny came to Montgomery’s side with a glass of wine in her hand. “What can I say? I always