Joe Mcreedy Novels & Stories

“I’ve wanted this since I found out what p**n even was.” Joseph gestures off-camera. “Alright, let’s bring in your co-star for the day so you can get comfortable.” The side door opens and my stomach flips so hard I almost giggle from nerves. He walks in wearing gray sweatpants and nothing else—six-three, tan, shoulders that look carved, and a lazy half-smile that makes my knees feel watery even though I’m sitting. His name flashes on the lower-third I saw in the paperwork: JMac, twenty-three, 8-year veteran, the guy whose scenes I’ve watched on silent with headphones in my childhood bedroom at 2 a.m.

Alex pov . I slowly open my eyes and find myself in a hospital room. As I try to stand up, a sharp pain shoots through my stomach. I instinctively place my hands on my belly, only to realize that it's no longer swollen. My heart sinks as I let out a silent sob. I can't believe it. I can't bear to lose my child again. In a panic, I scream out, and the door bursts open. The pack doctor rushes in, and I remember him from before. He tries to calm me down and tells me to relax, but I don't care. I need answers.

MacJoe was talking to hinself Inside his bedroom without anybody around him, Few hours later, MacJoe called Leo, “hi guy” Leo responded, “how are you today?“ he asked, “I am very happy, and excited” Macjoe retorted, “what made you happy and excited?“ Leo asked, “what I have been battling for more than a decade, I finally overcome, and my mission to stay away from illicit has been accomplished, am now a new being” MacJoe retorted, “that Is a great news” Leo said, “and how Is your have doing, have you started getting along?“ Leo asked,

Obviously, he didn't like Lisa, and I could not blame him. "Who is Joey?" I asked. "Joey McBride. The guy that owns the Joe's Car wash," he said, and I was stunned. "Fat Joey?" I said, and he began to laugh because that was what we called the guy. "He has lost a lot of weight now. With muscles and all and the carwash business is doing good. He has money now," Mike told me, and I was happy about this news.

I looked up to see a lean man with blonde hair and bright eyes raising his hands in surrender. Ricco, Nicco, and Maximo shielded me with their bodies. “Viola, it’s me, Carlo Mancuso!” He yelled loud enough to see him. I finally recognized him when he said his name. “Ricco, let him through. He’s my friend.” My three bodyguards obliged and Carlo walked to me. He was the nephew to Stefano Mancuso, the leader of one of the four mafia families in Italy. He and I were not friends. I’d only uttered those words to ensure Ricco would let him through. I’d gone to boarding school with him when I was in high school—before I transferred to an all-girls boarding school.

~~18 years old~~ Trevor alighted from the old beat-up truck he often drove and sprinted inside the clinic. He halted by the reception desk and puffed out a breath whilst holding his side. The blonde sitting in the tiny cubicle tilted her slender brows as she stared at him. "I am Trevor Williamson. My mom is here." The receptionist, whose name on her badge reads Charity nodded. She fixed the glasses she had slid down her nose to assess the boy who looked to be in his late teenage years back to her face.

She asked. MJ gritted her teeth in annoyance. "The file." She said sternly, giving nothing away. Anita sighed and gave her the file before returning to her seat. MJ paged through the file and slid it across the table once done. Anita frowned as she picked it up, opening it to the first page. "McEnroe Construction Company…" MJ said while taking her seat. "An Irish construction company, the owner, Aaron McEnroe, recently retired and passed on the company to his 21-year-old son, Aaron McEnroe Jr." She stated begrudgingly.

“Hell, I wish! Don’t think I haven’t tried. To this day, I swear Joe knows something. I never could get it out of him, though.” “Why would he be mixed up with Marty?” Jackie asked. “Hell, if Marty knows I sell moonshine you can bet your sweet ass he knows Joe sells drugs on the side.” “Joe sells drugs,” the sisters said in unison. “Yeah, weed mostly. I’ve bought product off him. I don’t know who his supplier is, but it’s good stuff. How’d you girls think he’s been able to keep the diner open during the recession?” “We just thought he had deeper pockets than us,” Jodi stated.

However, when he saw Waverly, a sharp glint appeared in his eyes, as if he had seen his prey. The moment Waverly saw him, her facial expression turned icy. "What a coincidence. I heard my manager mention that you guys were eating here, so I came over to propose a toast to you all. I'll be treating you all today," Joseph said as he walked towards Yazoo. Yasmine also saw Waverly sitting next to Yazoo and her expression darkened. When the others saw Joseph coming over to propose a toast, they all stood up respectfully. The Mccarthy family was one of the biggest clans in M Country. In particular, Joseph and Thomson were currently the 2 leading figures of the Mccarthy family.

They often giggled between themselves. Maddie noticed Joe eyeing up her sports bra before looking back at me smiling. I winked back at her and thought about how much I loved my friends here. I had technically met Joe first, he was the one who had spoken to my father through his car window when I first arrived. Little did I know at the time he would become one of my best friends. He was also the packs strongest warrior, after Nate. Once he has finished his university studies with the academy he would be stepping up to Nate’s second in command.