Montgomery Burns Smithers Novels & Stories

Smith stood back up and demanded in a firm voice. I thought he was talking to Cameron, but then the door suddenly opened. I gasped, recognizing the two warriors that had just walked in. One was a warrior who had been an overseer of women warriors in Fire Moon. Jaeger, I think he went by. I couldn’t be sure, since I never talked to him directly. The other was Jackson, Cameron’s Gamma.

“Well, well, well. Touché, Mr. FBI.” She read through the file that was sent to her. Zachary Montgomery, born March 28, 1985, to parents Nathaniel Montgomery, a well-known criminal lawyer in the country and was formerly a District Attorney back in his days and Marian Montgomery, a top cardiothoracic surgeon. Zach is the third child and son in a brood of seven. While his two older brothers, and one younger brother, followed in the footsteps of their father, he somehow had a changed of mind because after he finished Law School, he instead entered the bureau.

women from people whose trust funds do more work than they ever will. Still, I float. “I’m going to the ladies’,” I tell Adrian as we finish our second glass of champagne. He nods too engrossed in the discussion of the stock market he is having with Jake Blackwood –yes that Blackwood. — The hallway is quiet, a blessed reprieve from the chatter and clinking glasses. I take my time, letting the noise fade behind me as I freshen my lip gloss and adjust a stray curl in the mirror. I hold in a laugh as I listen to the girls in the bathroom discuss the men in the room down the hall. There are going to be in the bathroom for long because everyone who’s anyone showed up today.

Smith’s face became more and more gloomy, Linda Park panicked, and quickly added: "Actually, although that ugly woman is my assistant, she has nothing to do with me, and she was given to me by someone else, otherwise I wouldn't let such a stupid ugly womanly be my assistant." "Ugly?" James Smith looked at her deeply, a cold look that made Linda Park shiver. Linda Park said cautiously: "she's ugly, she's skinny like a skeleton, and she has a scar on her head, which is scary. If you don't believe me, ask others." Saying that, she bumped Jasmine Wells with her arm. Jasmine Wells nodded quickly: "she's really ugly." James Smith’s brows were furrowed. Alexa West glanced at him and said, "James, p

It was the Smith family's drug fields that became the source of their wealth. Patrick Smith's eyes widened in shock and anger. "No! No! What are you doing? Why did you burn my fields and plantations? How do you know? Why are you so cruel?" cried Patrick Smith hysterically. "You also burned down Nick Davis's house and intended to kill him. I don't think some of the burning drug fields are still worth the revenge," Jake said calmly. Ann observed the screen. Her husbands were also taking revenge for her on the Smith family. "Jace, how can Jake burn those fields all over the place?" asked Ann curiously.

All the bad things he was going to do to the Smith family now that their protector was gone. The humiliations he'd been planning for months. Especially Vanessa Smith. That uppity bitch had rejected him, and thought she was too good for him and Montgomery money. He wanted her to learn the most valuable lesson of all: that in this city, the Montgomery name meant everything, and crossing them meant suffering.

"She was the best thing in my life and living each day without her hurt more than you'd ever know. Then fast forward to that day. We were the only ones at home. I was in my room sleeping and the next thing I remain was the feeling of being scalded all over. I opened my eyes to see that my room was on fire. Serious fire, I couldn't even see anything except the fire. Panic and worry took over. I ran to where the door was admist the fire but it wouldn't open, wouldn't budge. My skin was starting to burn and someone was screaming maniacally. That person was me." God! My heart broke into a million pieces for her, for the small girl who did not deserve to go through what she had gone through. She

My marriage was dead, and my life was barely intact. Even the child I had once looked forward to, she had conceived with her lover. I struggled to breathe, my fists clenched tightly. I really wanted to know what expression Tara would make when she learned the truth. Would she still be able to keep that tender, loving look? Just imagining it made a laugh slip out of me. Tara's expression darkened instantly, her eyes full of malice. Just as she was about to cuss me out, her butler, Matthew Stroll, stumbled in, his face pale with panic. "Ms. Brewer, Mr. Robles is gone!"