Yolanda Montez Novels & Stories

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

Diego Montero was enjoying his time off when he received a call from his boss, Henry Ford. "There's trouble at Black. Use your connections in the underworld to get rid of that thug," Henry instructed. "Sir... It's been so long since I got involved with that world. I doubt anyone would help me-" "Yolanda is being harassed by a mob boss. My wife is worried and I don't want her to be worried. Deal with the situation, now," Henry said and cut the call.

A stunning young woman huffs, folding her arms across her chest, looking at the three of us most unpleasantly. “I’m...” I start to say, but she holds out her hand, making me close my mouth quickly. “I know who you are.” She narrows her eyes at the three of us. “I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and Gamma Eric Stephans. You are all a long way from home.”

It only took three hours for the world to cancel Yolanda Fenley. It was so fast that Stella thought it was magic. Soon, news of Yolanda's tax fraud popped up on every social media platform for the whole day. Yolanda finally got to experience being famous but for the wrong reasons. After the collapse of Yolanda Fenley, more and more of her dirt got exposed. For example, it was revealed that Yolanda deliberately bullied the newcomers in her film crew. Another instance was when she interfered with someone's marriage and became a homewrecker.

he says, averting his eyes to inside the condo. I turn my attention to look at Camila, she was laughing with Eliza as they looked through what looked like a photo album. Camila was in one of her off her white shoulder dress shirts, exposing her slim shoulders, her skin looked soft and flawless as always. Blue ripped jeans and red stilletos, her hair was in a high ponytail, givng full view of her face.

She was supposed to leave after taking the things she needed from her room, but she stumbled upon Lilia Montenegro in the hallway. ‘Strange, its not even the wings of her office nor her bedroom. Why is she here?’ Sherly thought. Being in the underworld for a long time, she could give everyone the benefit of the doubt. Thus, seeing her in the left wings here in her and her brother’s room is really strange. Lilia Sorano Montenegro is the wife of Hideous Montenegro. This woman always regarded Sherly as the person she hated the most, and her eyes were always filled with a longstanding resentment that Sherly couldn’t understand where it came from. After all, she only met her once.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

Everyone backed him up. Marcella looked at me with pure glee. Mockery. How much fun must she have had with my tears and my suffering, waiting for the final proof to sink me in front of the Council. “I, Victoria Bianchi...” I said it anyway, even with my wolf being torn apart by pain. “I accept your rejection, Alpha Luca Miller, and I give up my place as Luna... but I absolutely refuse to be your warriors’ cum bucket. I’m not going to be your pack’s Breeding Omega!”

Yollanda Stewart—a new, unremarkable employee—boldly volunteered to take on the project. "Are you capable?" Xoan questioned. Yollanda beamed. "Absolutely! Ms. Lyon made a fabulous plan when she started, so I’d like to try." She turned toward Yaslyn. "I won’t steal your thunder, will I, Ms. Lyon?" Yaslyn smiled with a tinge of sadness. "I have no thunder to steal. Do as you please." Someone snorted. "Yaslyn is an internationally acclaimed designer. Who do you think you are?"

STUPID WOMAN! Lexter Montero hated Yaze for her prideful attitude, pretending to be strong, pretending to have many ways to solve her problems but actually got nobody to help her without collateral.