Billy Bob Thornton Novels & Stories

The werewolf hunter was no mere mortal. Billy had to move. With all his remaining strength, he clawed his way up a nearby ladder and out of a trapdoor that led to the roof. “Let him go,” he heard Frank Writeman shout. “We’re here for information, not vengeance.” Billy stumbled over the rooftop. Snow was falling lazily over the city, creating a light dust on everything in sight. Leaping from one rooftop to the next, Billy didn’t stop until he was sure the good doctor hadn’t followed. He hid on the other side of a ventilation shaft and slumped down, pressing his hand against the wound in his belly. His blood continued to gush through his fingers. He’d escaped Dr. Robinson only to bleed to deat

I looked behind me to see who those men were and I could not recongize any of them but by how scary they looked just by standing there, I knew that they were people that I should really be afraid of. I turned to look at Tony and he had already concluded what was happening in his head. "Oh come on now, you can't actually be okay with something like this happening?" Tony asked the man but it didn't look like the man gave a fuck what was actually happening at the moment. "Wow. You know the most amazing part is that you actually think that I care right now. I am shocked that you think that because I actually don't care about what happens to you. Do you know what you did to me? You destroyed my m

He plays the footage from the camera flash he got from the lab. We carefully watch everything in the video. Alpha Tate’s wolf wasn’t comfortable seeing it again, he’s growling and radiating anger energy from his body, but we had to watch it. It’s the only way to know who these scientists are. “There.” He points at the screen. Oliver pauses the video, taking it back a little and stops at the face of one of the doctors. “Isn’t that Justin’s father?” Oliver asks, staring at the screen intensely. He does look exactly like Justin though.

Of all the problems he needs to handle right now, Linda popped out and gave him another one. He ignored the crystal and put it inside his pocket. After a few moments, the operating room opened. “The babies are safe and healthy, Alpha,” the doctor said, making Thomas sigh in relief. “But…” He frowned. “But? How’s my wife?” “She’s under observation. During the operation, her heartbeat gets low, but the worst thing is, it stopped when I cut out the umbilical cord of the younger pup.” “W-What?” “It’s odd because it went back after. But I’m certain that it went flat for a few seconds.”

Aurora rolled her eyes, not remotely in the mood for his teasing. “Guess who I just saw.” “The president,” Bobby replied flatly. “Let me guess….he asked for your autograph.” “I wish,” she said sharply. “I just saw Billy.” There was a pause. “Billy,” Bobby repeated slowly. “Yes,” Aurora said. “The guy Lilith is involved with. The guy who came into the apartment just this morning when you were there.” His tone changed immediately. “Aurora,” Bobby said, no humor left now. “You have to get out of there. Billy is a really dangerous man.”

I managed to keep him busy enough to not notice but he stopped before pulling my bottoms off. “I want this, but I don’t want to rush it now that you are compliant.” His voice sounded disappointed. He left the room but before he walked out as a show of faith, he unbuckled my ankle. I rubbed at it gently and relief filled my face. I watched as he walked out. I grabbed the phone and typed in Nick’s number. I was so grateful he had not changed his passcode since we were together. “Dominic Thorn speaking.” His voice was tense and filled with stress.

"That's great, Alicia, because I need to you to take this gentleman back to your office. He wants to send some cargo to Italy and I need you to tell him how much it would cost." I open my mouth, ready to protest that it's not my job but the man sitting in front of him turns and the words die on my lips. "Hello, ma'am, we meet again." It's him. The one with the tattoos. The man with the dimple. The one that has the devil may care attitude. Ash Thunder.

Jonathan's my older brother. I grumbled as I put on my hoodie and walked downstairs, as I neared the living room, I heard his and my mum's voice, but there was another deep and slightly unfamiliar one. I walked faster just to see the owner of that sexily deep voice, and I was not disappointed. He stood a few inches taller than Jonathan, black hair and beautiful sapphire eyes. Yup he'll do. "He's probably here to steal some more food." I said for them to acknowledge me.

Millie POV. As the weeks passed by I had brought Brian's meals again and again. And each time I would, he would wanna talk to me like as if he was dying for some human companionship. I wouldn't blame him, it must be incredibly lonely here in an asylum with no friends, no one to really talk to. I had to admit at most times I enjoyed our little chats but I still didn't feel safe with him at all. I was instructed that every day for one hour I would be alone with Brian and chat and try to get inside his mind sort of speak. I told the doctor that I was not a cop or an FBI agent and refused to to do this but was ordered to. I felt that I had no choice so day after day I would have to sit there an

Finally,the bastard would show his face. A figure appeared, draped in black all through. With a smiling face, the intruder took a seat from where the man had just fallen. Anthony smiled grimly at the intruder. "Tell me you have my goods." "Thank me for saving your goods." "fuck you! " Anthony spat. The intruder bursted out in laughter. His head jerked backwards as he held his chest. "I just saved you from the fucking FBI, and this is the motherfucking thanks I get?"