Anthony From Cobra Kai Novels & Stories

For George. It was sickening. People grow up reminiscing about the old friends they once had, thinking about how life would be if they hadn't parted. Anthony didn't. He never did. He had no reason to think about his old master. Not until now. He now stood outside the small cabin he knew too well. His body was riddled with anxiety. It was a battle between his conscious. One part of him was ready to get to the show on, the other part told him to run as fast as he could.

He will be able to do whatever he likes and she has to obey him, perfect for a guy who likes ‘BDSM’ [Bondage and Discipline, Dominance and Submission, Sadism and Masochism] Caleb sat back in his chair, ‘How do you know all this?’ He asked and Anthony replied simply, ‘She told me’ Caleb stood up, ‘Told you?’ ‘Are you completely stupid or is it just Katrina that you have a blind spot for?’ Anthony lost his temper, ‘She needs our fucking help man and whether you care or not I am going to get her out of that hell’ He turned on his heel and headed out the door, ‘Anthony?’ He stopped and turned to his friend who picked up his jacket and followed him out of the door,

– Sonny yells in his head. - I don't care about your excuses. Pay real attention to what I'm about to tell you. I, Angel Carson Brown, of the Lycan Moon Pach, reject you, Klaus Nelson Young, of the Lucan Moon Pack, as my mate. As soon as he finishes speaking, pain crushes Angel's chest, but he shifts and runs back to the packhouse without looking back.

I hate what I’m seeing! “Anthony Jennings of AJ Incorporated. He’s a V.I.P. member. He pays good money to be in this club, Thomas.” I recognize that tone. It’s one of my closest friends. He’s warning me not to do anything. “Ban him,” I say simply, not taking my eyes off his hand that just landed on top of hers. Her lips tighten into a thin line, but she stays composed, pulling her hand away from his. She tries to stand up, but Anthony grabs her wrist once more.

“Uhmm… excuse me.” The man from earlier stepped into the circle. The charming one. He smiled like this was just another night out. Women still stared at him from behind, but he didn’t care. “I hate to interrupt,” he began, “but I believe I can help.” At that moment, everyone turned to look at him. “I’m Anthony,” he said casually, slipping one hand into his pocket. “Son of Alpha Ryker from the Crimson Dusk Pack.” A gasp went through the crowd.

"I’m glad to see you caring for the company." He squeezed his hand into his father’s shoulder. "I have to go." *** Kate was about to return to the mansion, grateful she had a few changes with her, when she was stopped in her ascent over the pavement that formed a perimeter around the pool by a masculine voice. She turned to the brown-skinned guy standing beside her. "Need some company?" Kate waddled her feet in the water. "Sure." "I’m Anthony." "Kate." "Kate, do you swim?"

Anthony was shocked, for he had never seen anyone who could control this skill. His first reaction was to run away, but his previous way of running away was to control holy power. However, now the whole space had been filled by Taiyin Yuehua Qi, so there was no holy power for him to control. Anthony was completely miserable this time. Not only could he not beat him, but he could not escape. There was also a Wolf King with Golden Hair and a Prince of Vampire standing across from him with a look of hatred in his eyes. Anthony panicked, for in all his years as a Pontifex Maximus, he had never been in more danger than he was now.

Ranya snarled. Calista wrapped her arms around him while resting her head on his back. She had witnessed this before at the White House, with the same look in his eyes when he had Damian cornered. “H-he…here, Ca... l... Calista,” Anthony coughed out as Ranya released his grip. He couldn’t seem to resist Calista’s touch at that moment. “Are… are you aware of this monstrous part of... of him?” “Shut up, you scumbag!” Calista finally used the very word Anthony had hurled at them the first day they had attempted to help him with moving in. “You’ve always been one, and you always will be.”

His head turned slightly, eyes locking with mine. There was no fear in them. No doubt. “If it’s okay with Loria, then yeah, little man.” His voice was steady. “One day, she could be your mom.” That was all it took. Anthony launched off the bed like a spring and ran full force toward me, arms wide. I barely caught him in time, staggering a step back as he hugged me around the waist. I froze—just for a second—then slowly lowered myself to my knees and hugged him back.