Anthony Mackie Novels & Stories

We were sitting in her room catching up, we hadn't seen each other in two weeks. "Yeah, he should be here soon." Mia replies. Diego Garcia is our other best friend, Mia, Diego, and I have been inseparable since we were seven years old. Suddenly, the door opened, "I've arrived," Diego shouts. He always does this. He's a very dramatic person. Diego Garcia is a hacker for our mafia, along with Mia, much like me, Diego and Mia never go on missions. We mostly work from our warehouses. "Stop screaming, Diego." I scold him jokingly.

“I take it that you two know each other?” “Not in the slightest, this is simply an ancient angelic greeting.” Mischief licked down the Addict’s throat, and the Addict shuddered. Mischief snorted. “Of course I know him. This is Anthony. He was one of the mightiest and cleverest warriors in Angel World.” Anthony rested his head on Mischief’s shoulder, hunching his shoulders. “I would not be trapped here if that were true.”

I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers. Bang! I collided with a figure just as I was running, making me fall to the floor. Immediately, a sense of premonition arose in my heart as I stood up and looked at the figure. Frowning, I saw that the figure was a man in his late sixties. But from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be a member of the pack and it made me wonder if he was a spy. But then I could care less about that at the moment, I needed to leave as soon as I could. I didn't know if Alpha Kyle had noticed that I was missing or not.

Beta Lockhart said. “Greetings Alpha Rich, Beta Lockhart. This is Alpha Shane of the Dark Moon pack and I am his Beta, Mave,” she said. “It’s lovely to meet you,” Beta Lockhart said. “It’s a pleasure to be here,” Mave said. “Please follow our Delta, Delta Welch inside. He will escort you into the packhouse and down to the war room,” Beta Lockhart said. “My Warriors will stay outside and I will only take my Beta and my Gamma,” I said.

Anthony heaved a deep breath before slowly walking to his door, but before opening the door, he turned to look at May, and gave her a reassuring smile, then he slowly opened the door, but the person he saw didn't look familiar to him at all. "Who are you?" Anthony questioned with a frown. "I...I'm Mike Finn." Mike introduced. He looked at the address on the paper he was holding to confirm if he was at the right place, and indeed he was. "I'm sorry I'm looking for a lady, and I don't know if she's here right now." "What lady? I don't know what you're talking about." Anthony denied. "I think you better leave now because I don't even know who you are, and this is you intruding into my private s

"Hmm?" "Come, I want you to meet my beta, my tracker, and the leader of the pack warriors," Michael said and I instantly look at Lincoln, he just nodded at me as a sign that it was okay for me to leave him in a bit. I immediately walked over to Michael where he was happily talking to three men. I think I already know one of them, the leader of the pack warriors since he's the one who captured me and throws me in the cellar. "Hey mate, I want you to meet Maddox, he's my beta. This is Carrick, the pack tracker and I believe you already met this other guy here, Henry, the leader of the pack warriors." Michael introduces me to the other men and I just smile at them.

Power crackles across his frame, ancient sigils blazing briefly along his ribs. He staggers—but holds. Midnight remembers being hunted, he snarls. And it learned to bite back. He lunges. The impact between Prime and Arbiter shatters the air. Shockwaves ripple outward, hurling wolves like leaves. I slam into a tree hard enough to splinter bark, pain flaring white-hot down my spine. Ethan’s there instantly, hauling me up. “Rory, talk to me.” “I’m fine,” I lie, shaking. “I need—time.”

he sassed in a low voice. His reply effectively caught them off-guard, and they did not know how to respond. Anthony continued with a cold tone, “If that’s all, please leave.” His cold tone had not even a hint of warmth. McKenzie stiffened. She was so beautiful and skilled, but why did Anthony spared not even a glance at her?

“You almost looked like a husband there. Warm smile. Hand on her waist. Thought you were going to spin her into a dance and call it a day. And she didn't really think that she would play the role of a Luna. And yet, there she was, the perfect Luna that everyone would want to have. Only she was being honest. I'm not really sure about you.” “I wasn't going to fake something like this for a show.” I'm not tired walking away. He sighed. “You really are a piece of work, you know that? Everything that's going around right under your nose and you just seem to miss it. Or maybe you see it, but you don't want to face it.” I stopped. He was the one man who could speak to me the way that he wanted, mos

Alpha Ian Fullerton of The Rebel Rogues, looked up from his desk when he heard a knock on the door of his office. He ordered the one knocking on the door to come in and he saw that it was his beta, Anthony Madison. Anthony is a tall, muscular-built guy with dark hair and dark eyes. He has a scar on his face, running from the bottom of his right eye down to his chin. He looks formidable alone with that look and he had used it to his advantage.