Monty X Bonnie Novels & Stories

Both girls are perched on his lap, one on each thigh, and it's hard to deny that the sight is adorable. Just for reference, Bonnie is Avery's cousin, while Elena is mine. Specifically, Bonnie is Mrs. Fayer's older sister's daughter, and Elena, along with her older brother Enzo, are my mother's twin brother's children. They were both seven at the time but met at one of our holiday parties when they were four. Despite living miles apart, they pledged to be lifelong best friends, a promise that still holds today. They're even contemplating attending the same college, much like Avery and me, possibly aiming for NYU or even Oxford, as they mentioned last time I checked in with them. Anyway, back

Jamie was taken aback. It took him a moment to regain his voice. “What? Say that again.” Wylie’s voice trembled with excitement as she repeated the news and shared what she had learned. “Mr. Monty's ex-wife seems to be ill. It appears that he is remarrying out of a sense of responsibility, to provide psychological comfort to her.” “Well, it seems Monty is quite commendable in this situation.” Whether Monty was good or not, Jamie wasn't sure, but he felt that this decision was exceptionally wise.

Monty starts, and she scowls while taking another deep drag of her cigarette, the burning tobacco lighting up vibrant orange before she exhales out of the side of her mouth. “He is in the basement.” She turns her eyes to me and Falcon and she rolls them. “Going to have to disconnect in order to do the stairs. I really hope you aren’t doing something unsavory under that coat.” she sneers. I instantly shove out of Falcon’s arms, stepping forward and looking over my shoulder to find Falcon grinning from ear to ear. “No, ma’am, I’m a genuine gentleman. Just trying to keep my beautiful woman warm.” he shoots a wink to Monty, who ignores him and moves for the stairs.

I just had to do it either way. I approached my first catch, two chatty young ladies who looked about my age. I tried to recall Mich's lines as I smiled stupidly at them. "Hello, I'm Bonnie from La Monte Luxuries. You look dashing, and I love your fashion taste! It's so gorgeous and appealing." I paused, just in case they had anything to say in response. None. Awkward silence.

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.

I was not certain how the mate-bond felt with humans, but it seemed like she could sense something. “Bonnie, this is Tyree. He’s one of our best warriors. Bonnie is part of the tour from the coven,” I said to them both. Her blush was endearing. I remembered when I was first in front of Kade. The entire room fell away until only he remained. ‘I’m not certain if she knows about mates,’ I told him. “It’s very nice to meet you, Bonnie. Who is this precious angel?” he asked, smiling down at the baby girl.

And I chose Kannon. Yet and still, Monty showed up for me more than anyone. “Well, crying nah go change nutten, yuh hear? Come, mek wi enjoy di party and big up yuh fada—him a run fi mayor!” He released me and stood up to leave the room. His legs bowed when he walked, and his shoulders swayed with a swagger that was hard to ignore. If I had never met Kannon, and Monty wasn’t dating Draya, I would’ve locked him down a long time ago.

“Maybe it’s someone else. Ashley’s a common name. Maybe you’re mistaken—” “Don’t you dare gaslight me,” I snap, pulling out my phone. “You want proof? Here.” I press play. Monty’s voice fills the room, and I watch Axton like a hawk as every word sinks its claws into him. “Her name is Ashley. Ashley Monroe.” Axton’s jaw tightens. “About two years… it wasn’t supposed to be serious. But Ashley kept coming back. She said she was unhappy with her fiancé…” His shoulders are rigid now, his fists clenching at his sides.

Maddox nodded and returned his head to the cocaine on the table. "When do we start?" Jaxon asked. "When it's time," Drexton replied, heading upstairs. "Pet chick won't last a second with him," Jaxon grinned, relaxing deeper into the chair. "She deserves it," Maddox replied, taking a long sniff. *** [CAIUS HOUSE] A car pulled up in front of the house. Bonnie and Lorraine alighted from the car, both dressed in classic, expensive outfits. Bonnie wore shorts over a tank top and pink sneakers, while Lorraine wore a red-fitting gown that stopped at her knee with a slit in the middle.

Bonnie had agreed to run the diner and Rita would split the profits with her fifty-fifty. Bonnie had stopped doing her dominatrix work when DA Jacobs started getting jealous. The DA had told her that he loved her, but if he left his wife it would cost him a fortune and re-election. Jodi entered the diner. Two black guys were sitting in a booth. She had never seen them before. All of a sudden she felt light-headed. “Hey, Jodi,” Bonnie greeted. Jodi put her hand up to say hello, but nothing came out. Everything went dark.