Anthony Mackie Novels & Stories

“ Boss, I finished fixing those cameras. Would you like me to hook them up?” Creed asked holding them in his hands “Yes.” “ you okay sir?” Creed asks “ Yes, I'm fine.” “ Are you sure? You look heartbroken” he mocked drawing tears with his finger down his cheek “ how can I be heartbroken when me and her aren’t even together?” I hissed “ say that to your face” he chuckled walking away “ fucking prick” I mumble to myself

“You can’t trust Anthony, Mabes—” Anthony looked askance at Tracey, interrupting her, “Tracey, we have the same father. Can’t you say anything nice about me?” He then turned to Mable and waved his arm with a smile. “Alright. I’ll wait for your call.” As Anthony rode away in his car, Tracey told Mable. “Anthony must have an ulterior motive to approach you, Mabes. Don’t be fooled by him.” Tracey knew what was going through Anthony’s mind.

Those mesmerizing, dangerously seductive green eyes — the very ones that had seemed to bore through his soul before. Their gazes locked, and her steps stilled. Neither of them blinked, the air between them tightening like a pulled string. “Oh, gracious God, you’re here.” Anthony exhaled, tension melting from his shoulders. He gestured between them. “Mr. Gracias, meet your secretary, Mackenzie Jordans.” “Mackenzie…” Alexander’s lips formed the name slowly, his brows knitting. A low, derisive smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, dripping with something between disbelief and disdain.

It was not Annita who was at his side though "Mackayla I would like you to meet Camron Diazo, Camron this is Mackayla Anders." He smiled with perfect teeth held out his hand "nice to finally meet you. Mackayla took it his hand was warm and a little rough. What the heck do they put in the water down here" Mackayla muttered and everyone laughed. Camron was at least six feet, dark olive-toned skin, brown hair and hazel eyes. He had perfect white teeth, a toned body, which he show cased in a tight black wife beater, and tan knee length shorts.

I mumble. “Sure. So, his name is Elijah, huh? It suits him—very mysterious, very knight-in-shining-armour.” I freeze. “Wait, what do you mean, knight-in-shining-armour?” Zoe shrugs nonchalantly. “When Zack hit you, Elijah looked like he was ready to rip him apart. His face… Piper, he looked like some kind of beast, furious and completely unconcerned about the consequences.” I swallow hard. The image of Elijah, all protective rage and fiery eyes, flashes through my mind. “Well, what about you?” I counter, trying to change the subject. “You’re conveniently ignoring how the director acted when Zack said he’d dragged you by the hair.”

The two ran to the water like kids wetting themselves and jumping without hesitations and fear. While arranging the stuffs I brought, I suddenly realized something and look back at them. They seriously look like humans; they can be wet. I watched them until Angelo came to me running and taking his sleeves off him. My breath shortened seeing his half naked body. His 6 pack abs are outshining the sun. A gulp followed after I close my mouth for almost drooling over his sexiness. “Don’t you wanna join us?” he asked panting a bit.

She was desperate and ever conniving, she was like him and he liked it, they knew each other's habits though a lot was still untold about him. Rebecca McKnight had been his rival since High school, She is the first daughter of Julius McKnight famous Restaurant chain holder and his Director of all Black hotels. They attended the same college and had always been rivals as their families weren't in good terms either. She had tried scheming against him to destroy his company since he started it 13 years ago and he saw it only wise to keep her closer, Leonard believes it is wise to keep your enemies in business closer and under you so you can monitor their every move and know when to strike, thou

He places his hand on his shoulder and smiles unwilling to let him go. "Grandpa, I really need your help." Blake hangs his head, his eyes threatening to perk with tears. "What's going on Blake?" Blake's grandpa frowns, his voice going from a cheerful tone to a more melancholic tone. "Grandpa, those archives you told me to look over, you were right. You were right about all of them. There's a vampire by the name of Damian who is seeking revenge on our pack. But that's not the only thing I fear." He sits with his grandfather inside at the table.

We stop in front of him and even though I can see he is still fighting his wolf he bows to me and says, "Welcome your Highness, my name is Anthony but everyone just calls me Tony." "It is nice to meet you, Tony..." I am then cut off by a low growl from Tony as he takes another deep breath, Macy tenses next to me as Tony says, "Mate... Your human... " He growls again "A weak pathetic human... What's your name?" "M... M... Macy." "I Anthony Blade of the Royal Blood Moon pack reject you Macy the human as my mate..."

But I followed him. I could not stay behind. Outside the gates stood a tall man with a thick skin and deep blue eyes. Alpha Kael. He looked even stronger than the last time I saw him. Alpha power was already smelling on his body and he was breathing like thunder. His eyes found me immediately right there as I got lost in thought. “Annie,” his voice cut across the room. “I have come for my mate and my pups.” The woods went silent for a while. I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me.