Montgomery De La Cruz Novels & Stories

“About the nutcase lady, she is the reason why I request your presence.” “Who is she?” “She is the daughter of Alpha Atlas. The Alpha of the CageMoon Pack. Aunt said the nutcase is betrothed to me ever since I was a boy. And I had no fucking idea about it.” “Hold on, Leo…… you are fucking joking, right?” “Did you see me in any costume? I’m dead serious, Man,” I pushed myself up from the couch, and made my way to the mini-bar in my office. I pulled out a bottle of whiskey, stretched it in the direction of Max. “Do you care for any?”

Third Person Point of View: “What the fuck is this?” Viktor asked, frowning at the sight of the men carrying the crate. The men brought in the boxes that were arriving from nearby families who were pledging their loyalty to Esteban, and this in specific was for Viktor. “It came to you, from Alexei Aslanov” one of the men said, looking down at his feet, avoiding his and the Alpha’s eyes. They knew the punishment for trying to do so, and each one of them wanted to keep that head of his over his shoulders.

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.

He stared at me and walked straight towards me. Dakota got infront of me and growled. He stopped but kept starting at me. I heard bones crack and there stood the most power Alpha in the world. Alpha Alcander. He smirked in his naked glory and growled. "Mate."

I asked before pouring another shot at my glass. "Girl, maybe you are the only one who does not know him. FYI he is just the head of Villa Cruz Construction Company. You really got a big fish," she mumbled. "He's the one who caught a big fish. B*tch I am Cassandra Monasterio, daughter of Deyniel Monasterio, the heiress of Monasterio Worldwide," I stated, full of my self. MW is the biggest hotel chain here in the Philippines, we also have 66 branches worldwide.

“I did. Nothing backfired. And it went well. I can even consider it a successful meeting.” “You’re insane,” she hissed, stepping closer. “You think you can just walk into her life, into his world, and expect no one to notice? You think Xavier won’t figure it out? Do you really believe that he is going to fall for this?” “I went as Lorenzo D’Amaris. I’m an investor, nothing more. Xavier doesn’t even know I exist.” I said calmly. “He doesn’t know that I am back in the city just yet. And you’ve made it your mission to stay around him long enough, you know him more than anyone around here. You know that if he was aware of who I was, the men that he had stationed outside her office would have com

“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.

"Not so good for business. Can we just start over again?" He laughed, a full-throated sound. "Absolutely. Señorita Prescott, I am Miguel Cruz Castillo, Please call me Cruz." "And I'm Shea Prescott." "Shea." He rolled the name around on his tongue. "Very nice. I like the sound of it. And I am looking forward to hosting you at my ranch this weekend so we can discuss an enormous project for which I need an excellent architect." "Well, then. I think you've came to the right person."

I don’t remember him from the clubhouse, though. Moon is seated two chairs down at the head of the table with Mak on his other side. Neither appears happy, but with Moon it’s hard to tell. I get the impression he seldom smiles. It makes him more intimidating. Hell, he runs a crime syndicate, which means he is as intimidating as one can possibly be. Alex leads me to the chair next to Mak so I’m across from the stranger. I sit down and Alex takes the chair next to mine. He releases my hand and rests his on my thigh; his fingers clench slightly and I have the strangest feeling that he’s silently trying to tell me something. “Celina, this is Dax Montgomery.”

I held Creed's hand as we just sat in silence. I didn’t know what to say, and I’m sure he didn’t either. He just rubs my hand with his thumb and I can feel him looking at me. I wouldn’t dare try and make eye contact because I know I’ll start crying again. I don’t want to cry anymore, so I did this. I killed him so what gives me the right to feel bad about it. hearing a knock on the door didn’t surprise me, I figured Alex would come in trying to see if he could help in any way. Creed let’s go of my hand placing it softly on my leg. Standing up he goes into the bedroom to get the door when no one enters. But to my surprise the one person I wasn’t expecting to show up did. Grams, she stood at t