Anthony Mackie Novels & Stories

“Then we fight. Together. Well, first you're going to need to allow yourself to let out your pain fighting this way. Going to a meeting, holding a meeting is not going to do you any good. Please…” He looked at me with something like gratitude, and something heavier. This wasn’t just the beginning of war. It was the moment Damon Lockwood finally broke. And I’d be damned if I let him face it alone. “Just this once…” I whispered. “You are going to need to allow yourself this moment.”

She asked him. Anthony nodded. “Glad to meet you, Celeste Mac Grath. I'm Anthony Rodriguez.” He extended his hand to her for a shake. “You're a Rodriguez? The Rodriguez who are the mogul’s in cotton textiles, pharmacy and electronic gadgets?” She asked him, perplexed. Anthony looked towards the sky, sighed and then looked back at her. “Yes.” He could see reels turning in her head. “Why are you here, saving an ugly abused middle class girl leaving your millions worth business?”

I don’t indulge him. That’s what the pack members do. They hear rumors and try to get the truth from you so they can spread more rumors. “Don’t forget to take your drugs.” I hear him say as I walk out of the ward. I miss Adrian. When Dr Reyes tried to take Adrian, I tried to fight off the vampires that were holding me back. Damian is screaming and struggling to get out of the hold of the other vampire holding him down. I look to the other side and I see Monica, lying lifeless on the floor. Dr Reyes killed her, after he got a sample of her blood.

I let go of his cock, watching as it dances midair for a second before I take it in my fist again. Anthony lets out a seething breath when my hand comes in contact with him again, and his head falls back against the chair. “Mr. Romano, is everything okay?” Comes the voice of one of the three men on the screen. Anthony nods stiffly, and just as he’s about to reply, I put the head of his cock in my mouth and suck. Once. His hips lift from the chair in surprise, not at all expecting that. “Mr. Romano?” “Just a mild migraine.” Anthony manages to say, the tone of his voice totally convincing me and the others that he might actually be in pain.

"Well I'm sorry, I didn't understand, I thought you were talking to someone named bitch! My name's Joan." Mike's shoulders shook as he growled under his breath. Planting his gaze into mine, I noticed that his eyes were icy blue. They were sharp and cold, nothing to do with Anton's fiery brown ones. I showed no fear, even when Mike threateningly clenched his fist. But a hand wrapped itself around his wrist. "Enough, Mike." Calmly yet firmly protested Anton, a warning in his low masculine voice. "Let me deal with her." "But, Anton..." Began Mike, turning his masked face toward his boss.

The only thing keeping Alexandro grounded was the relentless pursuit of truth. Before he set sail again to search the eastern waters, he knew he had to learn everything he could. He had a name now—Maeron. A shadow of myth. A phantom whispered of in fear. If he was going to tear through the ocean to retrieve his wife, he needed to know who, or what, he was up against.

Santino “ Has Ethan reached out again?” Maximo asks, as usual, he has a Gurkha on his lips. He picked up the hobbit after we left Aurora. At first, I thought it would be a one-time phase, but the action has stuck with him ever since. I don't know why I never bothered to ask him about it. It's not like it has any effect on our health “ No, he hasn't. He went quiet after saying he would track it down. I don't know if he will manage.” I say before I sigh.

My father called an emergency meeting as soon as the patrol reported finding nothing outside, so I left Flame in bed watching films while I went downstairs to his office. Darius, Zac and Cally were already waiting outside when I got there, and of course Gene, Levi and Samuel were inside, with Caleb and Anastasia, both of whom were on patrol tonight. "... Was nothing but a lingering scent." Anastasia is finishing her report as we enter the room and she smiles warmly at me. She was my mother's best friend and considers herself an unofficial aunt since my mother's sister's all live in other packs.

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

Alpha Nicholas "He is going to regret that half a bottle of whiskey he drank in the morning." Shane laughs as he helps me haul Robbie's passed-out body onto the bed that's in one of my spare rooms. After Robbie told me this his mate is in the children's group he passed out before I could even respond to him so I hauled his ass over my shoulder and made my way back to my floor in the pack house but of course, as with everything else in life, it couldn't go nice and easy and allow me to get him back without anyone seeing, no.