Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon Novels & Stories

Again. Breathing deeply, he paved his way to the right wing of the place and headed to a huge garden located in the middle of the Palace. Large balls of energy were emitting different spectres of light to the surroundings. There was a stage situated a hundred steps away from him as people gathered around it. He walked a few steps ahead as he tried to look for his brother and mother on the stage. Instead he saw his father, a man in his mid 60's with a grey beard covering half of his face. He was wearing a green velvet robe bearing the Seal of the Guardians: a symbol of a fist wrapped in a circle. There were four others who stood beside him that wore the same robes with the seal.

He said before his eyes glazed over as he mindlinked someone. A moment later. I seen Gary's eyes glaze over too and there was a look of fear evident on his face. Whatever was being said, was not good. “I spoke with Leon. I'll take you home. He has some business to attend to here before he meets us later.” Liam said as he took off his coat and draped it over me. “You aren't of this pack? Who even are you? Why is she getting treated like royalty over your own pack members?” Gary was angry, I could see the flickers in his eyes of his wolf trying to take over. “This is bullshit Liam. This shewolf...”

"Oh Luna, don't shake me around like that—these old bones can't take it. The one I'm thinking of… Well, you've heard his story before—the prodigious heir of the Lloyds, from the royal family of Chetvine." Luna froze, her whole body stiffening as disbelief washed over her. "The prodigious heir of the Lloyds? But didn't the rumors say… he's already dead? Grandpa, you don't seriously think Andrew is him, right? We can't just say things like that—someone from the Lloyds could catch wind of it!" Montgomery smiled gently. "That's why I said he only resembles him. Honestly, it was just a fleeting impression… probably nothing more than an illusion. But he's a good young man. Marvin brought him here,

Ariana’s POV The wind howled through the narrow alleyways of the Black Moon Clan's hidden village as I clung to the arm of Lucas. We were both disguised as an ordinary couple, our faces concealed by cloaks and hoods, our steps cautious and calculated. The Black Moon Clan was a place shrouded in darkness, a stark contrast to the shimmering beauty of the Silver Moon Clan where we had grown up. The uneasy atmosphere weighed heavily on my heart as we crept past guard posts, our hearts pounding with each step. The key to our infiltration was Beta Marcus, with connections to a peasant couple within the Black Moon Clan. He had provided us with the information and identities we needed to enter unnot

“Why? Why does he still hunt for you even now? It’s pathetic. He cannot save you. I’ve laid out the Mate-Contract for him. I told him if he wants to retrieve his prize, he must cast aside the mask and show the Ridge his true face. Perhaps the common packs are fooled, but I have used my mother’s old spies to sniff out the truth. Mr. Lando? The king of the black markets? He is the kinslayer who ended his own mother and was exiled from the Montgomery bloodline. Yes, that is Hudson Montgomery.” Avery’s heart plummeted. Joanna had unmasked the Shadow. Yet, given the Martel connections, it was an inevitable discovery. Joanna pressed her advantage: “Now, tell me, do you think he will choose his cro

No one said anything for a long time until the female started talking. “First, let me introduce myself. My name is Jade, and I am the mate of Kellan, whom you have already met. I am human, but because I am mated to a Dragon, I am able to live an exceptionally long life. I am over two hundred years old.”

Holy love triangles, Batman! Since he had their attention, Mont pressed. “As much as this needs to be sorted out, and I want it sorted out as much as anybody, now is not the time. We have to get–” As if to emphasize his point, a bone-chilling roar came from outside. “WAAAAAAHHHH-AAAAAAHR!” Mont’s face suddenly looked ashen. “That’s the Kandahar giant. That would be my personal dirt. It sounds like it’s several miles away. It’s got to be looking for me if the Dirt works the way I think it does.”

"The Gore family's reputation carries a lot of weight. While Linus Gore's status as Corynthea's Number One Grand Master might be exaggerated, it doesn't diminish his family's influence. "Even Mr. Hubert Pascal avoids crossing paths with the Gore family for a good reason, and Lloyd... he's the real deal. He may not be prominent in the martial arts world, but he surpasses his brother in combat skills. We have to show the Gore family respect!" Dorothea found herself in a dilemma. She genuinely admired Logan. He was a hero, unwavering in his fight against evil, and possessed unimaginable power. He was truly exceptional, unique, and irreplaceable. Yet, his exceptional talents had attracted such i