Anthony Lewis Novels & Stories

Daniel let out a victory yell. "I can't believe you!" Lezelle screeched. I raised my hands up and smiled. Lezelle huffed and turned away from all of us. My brother walked over to her, and sat next to her, pulling her closer to him which made me smile. "You seem to surprise me all the time, baby." I looked up at Aaron and scrunched my eyebrows. "What do you mean?" I asked him, raising my brows. Aaron smiled at me. "I thought you would've chosen Mean Girls instead."

I knew that the woman was good in what she did, I just never expected her to be this good. “I don’t think she would like it very much, but if we can at least learn a thing or two; I wouldn’t say no to that. Plus, there’s also the fact that we’re going to have to deal with Anthony. The man is still a Lycan and I don’t know whether he is loyal to Grimaldi or not, you do realize that he could set him against us, right?” I asked, and Nathan nodded in understanding. It was one of the things that had us concerned about telling anyone outside the house of this. Donatello only knew because we wanted to know if our information was taken elsewhere, and most of the information was rarely a hundred perc

Through the bars, two men lean against the opposite wall, torchlight dancing over their features as they talk. One, I have never seen before. He is tall and broad-shouldered. His dreadlocks are tied back from his face to reveal bright brown eyes and a chiseled jaw. He is not dressed like a wolf. He wears black leather breeches and a white shirt, sleeves rolled up to expose tattoos inked on his dark skin. The other is Blake. His dark clothes make him look at one with the shadows. A jolt of hate surges through me—so powerful I almost cry out. The worst thing is, I feel betrayed. I shouldn’t. I should have known Blake would turn on me. How naïve I have been.

None shall remember I was ever here, not even Brody and Dania. “Amanda never cheated on me?” I shake my head at his question of clarification. “You were neither mine nor hers?” I shake my head again. Leopold hangs his head in his hands and mumbles. “She did love me,” “She still loves you, Leopold,” He looks up at me and stares. This is going to be hard for him to hear, but he must. “Do you know who Anthony Williams is?” Leopold narrows his eyes while nodding his head. “The Dragon shifter who likes to collect trophies.”

Anthony said, dramatically. Anthony was bi-sexual he was a fine caramel smooth skin man he was athletic built he played football for the school he also had the potential to go to the NFL. When I first moved in we shared an elevator and he saw a Florida state hoodie in my basket, and he acted like he was offended that I would dare be a fan of their rival team. We became good friends since that day, but once he told me he also liked men and only ever had serious relationships with men, and women were mostly just sex only lasting for months, but that’s about it.

He told Mark to wait for him as he was going to get dressed. At 9 am, father and son left; Anthony family arrived at the Lewis residence at 10 am with lots of gifts. Timothy Anthony gave Patrick Lewis one hundred million rand as a betrothal gift and said, “This is our token of appreciation, your daughter is priceless.” Patrick Lewis was shocked when he saw the amount; he became emotional and wished that his late wife was still with him to see the goodness of the Lord. Then Timothy Anthony gave Victoria the title deed of His Wings restaurant and said, “Since you love this restaurant, it is yours.”

Liz filled them in on what we were talking about. “I’ve suspected that since the night my kids were born,” Anthony surprised us all by saying. “It was my first mission with you persons, so I didn’t really know Alex yet. It was just a feeling, but there were a few motherents where he was acting more like a mating male than the calm, cool, and collected leader we know and love.” “That was like two years ago, Anthony, that’s not possible,” James insisted. Anthony shrugged. “I know what I saw.”

After his grandfather passed away Leon became close to his grandmother. The memory-filled his head. Thinking about it made him dark and gloomy. Leon hated being with his family…. Being back home…. back to that house he left for good… back to that family he left for good. He sighed and took a deep breath as his jet landed on the rooftop of the Mavis mansion. Leon was not happy…..anger was flashing on his face as his cold look threw daggers at everyone’s heart. He entered the house. "Little brother." Anthony, the eldest son and the current president of the country called out to Leon.

he answered turning his back on me to start walking. "Call me whenever you want, you piece of man,” Betty said leaving us all speechless and Mick totally red. “That woman is crazy!” Mick exclaimed before laughing. "You have my number, Betty. If you want, call me.” And with that he turned his back on us again and went to the bar, leaving a smiling Betty and me somewhat discouraged at his departure. "Well, do you eat everything?” Louis asked me enthusiastically on the way to the car, noticing my mood had changed. "How about paella? Antonio is Spanish and he prepares a killer one.”

Death was the only freedom she had left. Calista Caitlynn had been raised in an Omega family—the lowest of the low, the slaves and outcasts of the werewolf hierarchy. For as long as she could remember, her parents despised her. All their affection, warmth, and protection were reserved exclusively for her younger sister, Amanda.