Monty Oum Novels & Stories

Chapter 19 From a distance, Mr. Mendes, the owner of the ranch, watched them with an understanding look. Beside him, Otávio observed the scene in silence. "It seems I’ve lost my best employee…" Mr. Mendes commented with a sigh. "It looks like it, sir," Otávio agreed. "Mr. Monteiro is a millionaire. I remember seeing his photo in the news." Mr. Mendes cast a curious glance at Otávio, then looked back at the couple embracing and slowly nodded.

It was a delicate dance, a strategic mingling of words and charm that held the promise of uncovering secrets. Finally, Damon reached the end of the list. "And lastly, we have Sir Jonathan Montgomery, a highly regarded scientist and inventor. He's known for his groundbreaking discoveries and contributions to the field of technology. His presence at the ball is sure to attract attention from various sectors," Damon concluded.

she answered, she didn't even know if he was alive or not, she quickly got out of bed and headed for the door telling the girls not to leave the room She knocked on the door of the next room after hers and a young man opened the door "You might be Vivian" he said "Yes, she nodded, where is Monti, how is he?" She asked hoping he would give her a positive answer "Has for now, he is fine thanks to you Vivian, Monti is mentally sick you know right?" He asked her She nodded slightly "If its okay with you, i would like to talk to you in private" he said She nodded peeking her head into the room and saw Monti laying on the bed with a drip of blood and water while Ruby and the doctor where talking t

Chapter 40 The Pack House Clinic: “Well aren't you going to answer me? When were you planning on telling me that because you're the protector of the Omni twins you can't have pups? How could you keep something like that from me, before you told everyone else?” Montego asked, his anger building with every word he said. He felt utterly betrayed, he shouldn't have had to find out like this in front of everyone. “See I told you daddy the humans are all liars, momma told me to never trust them, they have no loyalty to anyone but themselves.” Monteza said stepping from behind Montego.

I rack my brain, trying to think up reasons why whatever he was proposing was not a good idea, "Well, I don't know you." "Roman Montgomery, 25 years old, I love all kinds of sports but I play football as you already know, my new favourite colour is Hazel cause of your eyes, and I guess you must already know about my father." He says. I don't bother confirming his statement for various reasons, one was because I indeed knew about his father who was the CEO of Montgomery enterprises, and two because i was reeling from his compliment, I couldn't believe that he had taken notice of the colour of my eyes.

Monty's men helped him get up, he looked at the shoe stain on his yellow shirt and said, “You are going to regret that.” He walked back to where he was originally seated, saying, “Since you love your wife so much…” He stopped there and signaled for his men to bring out Emma. They carried out his order and dragged an unconscious Emma out of the car. “Stop. Leave her alone.” I tried to break free but the wound on my shoulder restricted me from shifting. Monty smirked seeing me in agony and said, “You watch her suffer.” “Boys, didn't you all want to experience what it would be like to fuck a Luna? Here is your chance.”

Monty lowered his head and said, “I know my mistake.” The former supreme sat on the sofa, took a few ragged breaths, and said coldly, “Get up. Did you get that thing?” Monty got up, shook his head, and said, “No. Fulton Hash suddenly appeared.” “Fulton Hash?” When the former supreme heard this name, his white eyebrows furrowed. His face was full of chills and his eyes danced with coldness as he said, “Roger Clarke has played a good game. He actually got Fulton to come in person.”

Tina snuggles into Carter with a smirk. “It’s perfect,” I tell him. “Mama,” Monty pulls at my leg. I squat. “Monty, this is your nephew, Romeo.” “RoRo,” Monty stubbles in his little one year old gibberish. “You got big,” Carter squats down to see Monty. “It’s been, what, 8 months since you have seen him?” I tease. “Sorry, we have double the size of the pack. Anderson and I work really hard. He sent a gift for Monty. He will come back for Zoe’s first in a few months,” Carter tells me as he stands up.

A growl rumbles through my chest as I step forward with a menacing gait, but I freeze when I notice the camera phones all out recording the interaction. “Say yes!” the crowd chants as Rome and I look around in disbelief at the onlookers. She grumbles in annoyance and I’m half tempted to join her anger. “Who are you?” Laney whispers to him and his face lights up. “I apologize! I am Montgomery,” he says, coming to his full height a full inch more than me. Which just makes me hate him more. “But you, my queen, may call me Monty.” “I accept your offer, Monty,” Laney says, playing the part for the camera while eyeing me for saving.

An elder from Umbral Peak Sect strode toward him with a vicious grin and said, "So what if you're military? You dared to stir up trouble at Umbral Peak Sect, and now you're done. Die!" From the main seat, Monty and Julius watched with cold smiles. Monty thought to himself that it was time to teach the military a lesson, because otherwise they might really think the Umbral Peak Sect was just a pushover. They had even dared to draw weapons on his turf, and to him that was practically suicide.