Novel & Cerita Monty Oum

The room ices over quickly. “We have some very talented individuals here today, and they deserve an introduction. Brent, who’s already spoken, is an outstanding critic and will be observing you all closely. Next, I’d like you to meet Jordan Wright. She’s from California, and she’s one of the best female assassins in the country, with triple-ten stats." She is overly impressed by them but also sees their flaws.

He thought as he laughed out loud. Carlos Mon’tblank was a kind of walking armor. Before the world he always presented himself as an intolerant and cynical being, sometimes insensitive and very embittered, distrustful, and demanding always. His life had not been easy, since he was a child he had to fight with claws and teeth to get ahead, as he grew up, he managed to take his career and business to the top of success. The Mon’tblank Bar was his reason for pride … ‘The girl of his eyes’, the place where he obtained the fortune, hadn’t achieved in his personal life, that’s why he was so demanding with everyone.

"What are you doing here?" "I could ask you the same thing. Hold up, are you Bilen Araya's sister?" Monty questioned, taking off his glasses. He looked different from the previous night I saw him doing coke at the bathroom and he definitely resembled nothing like the guy that taught me how to reach the max of pain. I nodded. "Let me guess, you are a police officer." "Detective Montgomery," Monty stretched out his hand for a shake. I stared down on his hand, while examining his face all the same. "How can I help you?"

“No. Get up. You don’t have to lower yourself like that ever again.” The Omegas don’t budge. Tt is Monty who comes to our rescue yet again. He comes jogging through the crowd, his old face crinkled up from the huge grin on his lips. “I knew it,” he whoops loudly. “I knew it. I knew you be the one.” He hands Adrian a pair of shorts and stands back. He snaps his heals together and bows. "King." The bowing Omegas don’t stir. I can smell their terror mixing in with the scent of Caspian’s blood. "Will you take care of them?" Adrian asks and points in the direction of the terrified Omega?

[Gianna Delucca, 20 years old, star performer] Manuel Dumont, 31 years old, CEO of the Mont Group. The livestream was quiet for a second before it exploded again [Director T, this is epic, I'd like to call it the strongest variety show in history, no variety show can top it!] [A CEO appearing in a reality show?] [My God! The son of the richest man in Spain, the sole heir of the Dumont family, the star of the capital, Manuel Dumont] [Is that really him?]

Monty growled and then shifted his gaze at her and gave her an apologetic smile, one that wasn’t wide enough to be considered a smile but it was Monty, the man barely showed emotion. “Sorry about them Miss Halle, they’re all stupid,” He said, not missing a word. That earned him boisterous laughter from the rest of the table. The man sitting closer to him scoffed. He had silky and beautiful long blonde hair, it reached his shoulders and Halle noticed that he had a scrunchie around his wrist. “We’re not stupid, Monty’s just boring!” He said and then gestured Halle forward. “Please come,” He pulled out the empty chair that was next to him, “Join us,”

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Buck- Yes, we do! Bär's phone rings and it's Monty. He should be on the plane, why is he calling Bär? "Hello," Bär answers. "Hey, Little Brother," Monty says, sounding worried. "What happened now?" Bär asks with a long sigh. "Nothing," Monty tells him quickly. "Mom, Gabby, Romona, and Rose are into it, but that was to be expected. Carl and Jacob are actually really good with Gabby. I'm shocked. But I'm calling to check in with you. I know I joke a lot, but I'm still your brother and I want you to know you can talk to me."

He recovered enough to ask, “What will we be having this evening?” “Damnit,” Monty muttered, picking up his menu. “We haven’t even looked at the menu.” “I’ll give you a few moments.” The young man, whose name tag read, “Cristino,” though Rome figured it was actually Christopher, based on his lack of an accent, started to walk away. “Give us a moment while you wait right here,” Monty said sharply, halting the kid in his steps. “I’m starving.”

“What?” “I said I’m out,” Monty repeated, stepping back. “This is bigger than whatever deal you thought this was.” “You’re running?” Rico hissed. “Coward.” “It’s better than being dead,” Monty said flatly. They stared at each other, frozen in tension. Then Monty ran to the window. Pushed it open. Climbed out. Gone. I stared at the empty space. He left. Just like that. Rico laughed harshly. “Unbelievable.” Then his eyes landed on me.