Monty X Glamrock Freddy Novels & Stories

He quickly rushed over to Monty's side. “Are you okay?” He asked while touching Monty's shoulders. “I'm fine,” Monty replied, wide-eyed, unsure why Logan was asking the question. “What… what happened?” Logan asked as he looked around the hall once more. “A fight ensued.” Monty said in a voice that sounded almost like a whisper. “Drake got into a fight and the other omega beat him badly. You can see how his clothes are torn and his face is bruised. Well I'm happy that at least he has met his match.”

"I can drink something cold today, Freddie." The bartender immediately felt annoyed when he saw Scarlett flirting with Frederick. Frederick just said impassively to him, "Get me a Flaming Sex!" The bartender was startled. The Flaming Sex was a strong cocktail, and he wasn't sure if this soft-looking boy toy could bear it. He must be trying to look good in front of the gorgeous woman next to him! Scarlett smiled teasingly. "Freddie, I guess you're captivated by my red lips." The bartender narrowed his eyes and looked at Frederick in jealousy.

I said. Hours passed and Karuji, Funabi, Chromus, Karuji, Matthias, Sanazo and I were patching Monty Gator, Roxy Wolf and Glamrock Chica, Karuji & Matthias were patching up Monty Gator. Sanazo & Funabi were patching Glamrock. While Darkchromus & I were patching Roxanne Wolf, I look at Roxanne Wolf while Roxy looked at me while Chromus was patching her torso area “scared Roxy?” I asked her “just a bit superstar” she answered I saw Freddy walking towards me “how's the other superstar” said Freddy “restoration is going slow at the moment but at a good pace” I said. I look at Monty “are you okay Monty?” I asked him “doing well Arnold” he said with a smile I got up walk towards the side of the ro

I chuckled, more to ease the way I felt than because I found his words funny, “Well, there's something I didn't know.” I said with dripping sarcasm, “Anything else you want to tell me, Mr. Montgomery?” I pulled out my phone to check if I had any new messages, and when I looked up again, my brain short-circuited, and my mouth went dry. Freddy was standing and unbuttoning his shirt. He pulled it off to reveal a body that belonged to a god. My eyes ran down his chest, his biceps, his shoulder muscles that flexed in ways I found obscene as he pulled off his shirt.

Monty asked, standing up on his feet. 'Damn, he was like two meters tall and hefty looking too, shit!' She scanned him from his toes__ heavy boots actually, all the way to his head, taking him in. He smiled wickedly down at her. "What are you trying to do, Monty?" Frost asked, alarmed. He wrapped his arm around her protectively. Fabiola smiled at his little gesture. "Relax, I gotta do what I gotta do." She whispered to Frost and left a peck on his cheek, she cleared her throat and stood up on her feet.

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.

Blaze is Monty's best best friend, our pack's next Alpha, but he's heartless and a jerk. I hate him and he hates me- and that's the one thing we have in common. I let go of Monty and said coldly, "Go to hell. Blaze," As usual, he doesn't care about my comeback and looks at us teasingly with a raised eyebrow. "Blaze, that's not cool." Monty lowers to his haunches and picks up my books that fell out of my open locker. Apparently, he's equally unconcerned. Deflating and spreading his hands, he says, "Am I wrong? You guys want to perform a porno here for me? Then start."

“We really haven't.” “We should remedy that,” Freddie said, nudging my arm with a grin. I raised a brow. “What, like right now?” “No time like the present.” He leaned back against the railing like this had been his spot all night. “Cassie Monroe. The girl who broadcasts like a pro and takes cherry slushie showers like a champ.” I narrowed my eyes. “You mean the slushie you schemed?” He held up both hands, mock-innocent. “Allegedly.”

Amory swore. "Well," Frederick half-smiled, "it's good to have you back. You know what to do. Go get cleaned up first and give us some privacy." "Sure, Frick." Amory had a smug look on his face as he turned to Monte. "Think you can manage to follow those orders, Monte, or do I have to draw you a picture." Monte looked furious, "You all are digging our grave a bit too soon." He complained while walking behind Amory.