James Mcavoy Novels & Stories

Grace looked outside the window of the cafe, observing all the people that passed by having nothing to do, as she looked through the busy streets, her eyes landed on the billboards that laid on the big buildings, she saw adverts for music videos and perfumes being displayed on them but her eyes caught one in particular the one for Black Entertainment. It was the biggest bill board present, in it was a picture of New York's leading man and CEO of the biggest producing company and chain of hotels, And a man whose shoulders she was lying on not too long ago, Mr Leonard Black. He was dressed in Black Suit his long hair styled to the back making him more handsome, he had a smirk on his face simil

I hold her, hoping my touch wakes her up slightly from her traumatic reverie, and I watch Nicco smile at the crowd, putting on his charm far quicker than I’ve ever been able to. “James, James!” he calls. “Where is he?” What the fuck is he doing? Even Ava turns her head slightly, trying to understand. A long silence stretches across the crowd, broken only by the small cough of some man on a table in the back. For a moment, I see Nicco’s hopeful smile twitch, so slightly that I’m unsure it has actually happened. But then, finally, a short, balding man somewhere at the edge stands up haltingly. It’s James Ferguson, the son of Raya Ferguson, one of the world’s top models.

As I gazed at the night sky in McCall, my thoughts drifted back to my life in Mexico. It was just a year ago that I lived in constant fear and looked over my shoulder every moment of the day. My father, once the king of the cartel, lost his power due to his greed. He forced me to move here to hide until things settled down, but I knew deep down that one day, the consequences of his actions would catch up with him.

Olivia absolutely didn’t disappoint when she realized my shock and continued to rag on me all night about it. “Desmond, that’s James.” I turned at her words. Sure enough, the man stalked through hotel floor. He looked disheveled and manic. James was stopped by some of the staff. They gestured to his attire. There were some stern words when the manager came forward. A few people, like us, turned to watch the show. I watched as he started to shake, his anger rising. Walking forward, Olivia put a hand on my arm, holding me back.

“They can’t break what’s already unyielding.” She smiled faintly, even as tears traced the dust on her cheeks. In the darkness of that chamber, in the bowels of a cursed fortress, that sliver of connection between them felt like a flame in a void. Their private moment was shattered when the heavy iron door creaked open and Maeron entered. Dressed in robes of deep midnight blue that shimmered like oil under torchlight, Maeron exuded a terrible kind of grace. His black hair cascaded down his shoulders, his eyes were icy and calculated, and there was a cruel smirk playing at his lips as he looked at the pair.

James and I walked to the table at the back and ate a few snacks, " ok Ava he's coming here just smile and look at him, stay behind me aswell when he walks away you head to the bathroom and he will follow you, lead him to the back exit, the guys will take it from there, here's a gun please if he touches you or anything just shoot ok baby" I nodded and put the gun carefully in my clutch, James kissed my forehead leavings tingling then quickly spun around. " hey Mr Mccarthy I'm sorry about being late can we........." That's when his gaze landed on me, it sent a rack of shivers through me, I squeezed James' hand and watched as his jaw automatically clenched.

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

Xavier: Rowan… the rogue who was not only kicked and shunned out but was also a traitor of a crime beyond comparison. It was a name that should have stayed buried in the past and yet, he was now walking free inside my territory, poisoning Valerie’s mind with half-truths and shadowed warnings. Hunter had already gone through every database we had, border records, rogue movements, financial trails. Rowan didn’t match any movements in the last year. I knew that he wasn’t around. I would have caught his scent if he was.

I gasp " Congratulations Ms Brahms " I gushed out and smile. " Why thank you Callum. How was your summer ? " She asks as she arranges a few books on her table. " It was fun filled and very memorable " I say quickly with my eyes constantly glancing towards the guy who wouldn't raise his head up. I'm more curious now, Are you a robot mister? " Callum this is Liam, Liam Scott, " She says. Scott, is that British I spot, it had better be

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I