Novel & Cerita Monty Oum

They were fun to be around although Halle caught herself from asking any questions about Xavier and Simon while they all talked. Halle helped the woman clear the table and Tabitha told her to leave the dishes in the dishwasher. “We should be heading back,” Monty finally said his first words in an hour. All of the men turned to look at him, they didn’t question him but only nodded in agreement. Was he their…leader…boss?

Too composed to be anyone's rebound, and yet… All I can think is, Monty could never. Monty’s idea of “dressed up” was a button-down with pit stains and an ego that couldn’t fit through doorways. This guy? This guy looks like he owns a yacht he forgets about. "Rough night?" he asks, voice smooth and deep, and oh my God. The accent. British. Like… actual British, not fake British like when Callie orders tea and says “cheerio” to the waiter.

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.”

"Arthur told me to expect you." To Megan's uttermost surprise, the man looked to be in his late fifties; presumably the only one in the entire building who was. He was bald, African- she guessed West African from his accent- and quite muscularly sound for his age. He radiated power and authority just like Arthur did and for a second, the fear she had felt at the latter's sight came flooding back to her and she cowered a little. "Who are you?" she asked. "Dennis Ahmad," he replied, extending a handshake. "I'm the Director of UNCADTAR's paramilitary response's division. Or as I like to call it, Olympus."

If we were the only two people in the banquet hall that evening, even though I had just had sex with Kannon, I would’ve done the same thing to Monty with no hesitation. “I know, right? I feel like you're hiding from me,” I teased. "Mi nah hide from yuh. Mi just been busy, yuh zimmi. An mi hear seh yuh move to London—mi hometown dat." “Yep. I did.” I nodded dreamily. “I had to get away from these crazy people who call themselves my family.” "Mi hear yuh," he chuckled. Monty was the sexiest man I knew. Standing there, tall and fit, dressed in Tom Ford slacks with the matching button-up that was slightly unbuttoned.

Besides, she added, she planned to take on some student odd jobs to help support herself. Halle was not entirely happy. She inquired about the person helping her and Boma mentioned Fidelis Garret. Halle wanted to know if it was the wealthy Garrets and she confirmed it. Halle was astounded. She was still worried, asking what he wanted in return and Boma stated he was just a friend and he was willing to meet with them as he would pick her up himself by Monday for the orientation at Covenant University. Halle was interested in that and Boma asked her mother to explain things to her father. Her mother abandoned the sewing and went to do just that.

393 Hunter was scared to his wits now. He hadn't been as disturbed before. The fact that Penny was pregnant made his worry skyrocket. When he came back home, he saw a familiar guy standing outside the gates of his house with Cole. Hunter recognized him at once as he drove closer. "Monty!" He came out of the car. "Mr. MacIntyre." Monty came forward with an extended hand. "It's amusing that you still recognize me." Monty was Claire's friend from college. He was a detective by profession who exposed Zara’s secrets to Claire days before they got divorced. Hunter was both relieved and hopeful to see him there.