Nightmare Monty Novels & Stories

KATHERINE MONTERO: I had woken up from a terrible nightmare with a high level migraine. Drenched in my own sweat, I called around the house searching for Romano, but he was out, this time without a note or breakfast and first hand fear gripped me. What if he never returned from confronting Dre, was this the end we had spoken about?. It couldn't be, he had promised that he'd find a way to tell me if he was leaving, And since he hadn't, I still had hope.

Yup, they were too pussy to start a fight with all of us so they took him and tortured him. In the end, they announced him dead. The best part? The boy just walked straight outta their warehouse, not dead. However, knowing he would be found and probably really killed; along with his family, he lied to everyone in his life and left to Australia, no one ever found out that he was alive and having the best time in Australia. Fucking bitches and getting easy money for being our eyes and ears out there. The main point, Monty was Damian Montano, his name 'Monty' was taken from his surname being 'Montano', I don't know, Za probably came up with it as he was a dumbass .

I was able to hang with her and her best friend, Lyla, whom I adored the moment I met the loud mouth, hilarious country girl. After the spa day, Candice invited us to hang out with her boyfriend and his friends. Little did I know, her 'boyfriend and his friends' consisted of a fucking MC. The Nightmare Warriors are a local motorcycle club and after hanging out with them for a few hours, the fucking most awesome group of men this side of the Mississippi.

Vivian answered she knew exactly what her sister was doing at that time of the night that was keeping her busy, She lay on the bed trying to get some sleep with she heard a knock on her door Her heart beat rapidy for some reason has she realized Monti was behind that door,what did he want in her room,at this time of the night??,was it to apologize or was it to show her that he also had balls "Open the fucking door,i know you are not sleeping"she heard him say Having nothing else to do,she got up from bed and opened the door for him

"Crazy?" Xanti asked. He wouldn't deny that he was also terrified when the conversation was about a ghost. "You can see his behaviors earlier, when he's speaking his eyes looking around and suddenly smile and when you entered I noticed him screaming outside," said Nash even though he was terrified. "What is he shouting?" They all asked. The three stopped shouting and started listening to them.. "My child....give my daughter back....Where is my daughter Casey?! Wait who is Casey hahahaha." They stopped when Nash suddenly did what the old man did earlier.

Max I sit in my seat at church, located to the left of Austin. The long oval red oak table proudly presents the emblem of our club. The death symbol holding his usual scythe along with a shield. Under the emblem are the words Nightmare Warriors MC in black bold letters. We have only been in church a few moments and are still waiting on a few brothers to join us, but judging my Austin's nervous behavior, I can tell something is defiantly wrong. The thought worries me. This club doesn't need any more bullshit.

The door was solid metal, so the opportunity to escape was basically nil, my only chance was for Cosmo to find me as soon as possible. A man enters carrying a plate of food and I can recognize him by the tattoo on his neck, the absence of a mask giving me the vision of a nauseating shiny bald head, light blue eyes and a long beard. “Eat, girl.” He turns to leave and that's his mistake. I deftly hook my arms around his neck and apply a dandelion weed. He squirms heavily and I tighten my hold on him even tighter. I kick the back of the knee and he falls to the ground, I take the opportunity to twist his neck and finish killing him. I look at the door and start to run towards the exit, but the

“Did I really work for the mafia, and when I suddenly quit? Will they come for their perfect thief and hacker?” “I won't let them take you. You have a life you wan to live.” “That's what I wanted.” She muttered stubbornly. “That was my dream job, and if they want me back, I can work for them.” “Who are they?” “The Rumrat.” She answered. “Are they a mafia? They didn't tell me that they were. They said they were silent She stared at him to see how pale he had gotten. “What is wrong with you?”

To the outside world, he was every inch the mafia Don people whispered about. Mr. Holt gave Samantha a hard nudge on the shoulder. “Say yes, you idiot.” “Yes, Miss Knox,” Samatha said quickly. Her voice trembled. And in her eyes, there was only one thing left—fear. “Good,” I said, then gave a small nod to the maid. “If you’ll excuse me, I need to rest now.”

I jolted awake, trembling violently as cold sweat clung to my skin. A nightmare. Only a nightmare… though Hazel remained strangely restless beneath my skin. Suddenly, the door pushed open and Dominic crossed the room in seconds, concern darkening his expression. He was beside me before I could steady my breathing, his hand closing around mine. "Are you hurt, Natalia?" "I heard you from the room beside yours.” I turned my gaze to him as I regained my composure. "I–I'm fine. It was just a nightmare," I said, brushing away strands of hair from my face.