Lou Carmody Novels & Stories

He said in low voice for the sake of the new driver. “People change all the time, I’m capable of it too.” I took the day old newspaper that I had found in the car and pretended to be intrested at the news. “Yes Boss.” He said grudgingly when he realised that was the end of the conversation. The rest of the ride we did in silence. Ludo was already waiting for us when we arrived at the docks. His fat stomach protruding in the dense wind. “Montego.” He called out the minute I stepped out of the car. “You have no idea how happy I was when I received your call, I knew that you were a man made to make money.” He was talking at the top of his lungs competing with the raging wind.

He lost weight, his cheeks hollowed, and dark circles were etched under his eyes. He gasps for breath, extending his hand towards me, but I don't reach out to take it. Sitting at the edge of the bed, I maintain my composure and ask, "What's ailing you?" "Karma," he replies with a chuckle that transitions into a harsh cough. "Karkinos.” Karkinos is a sickness for werewolves that has no cure. No magic could heal it. It will eat your system until you die. “I deserve it for how I mistreated you."

“No, but she is a very accomplished dancer, musician and lyricist. She actually was the one that got those two to go to a showcase along with Korey. One of his friends is related to a music producer and as they say, the rest is history. “ Sean says. There is a lot more to that story, but I don’t think we will hear it today. We have been there for about an hour and a half when we hear a loud commotion coming from the front of the house. “WHO IN THE FUCK PARKED THEIR SHITTY ASS CYCLE IN MY SPOT?” Tianya yells. “EXCUSE ME BUT THAT IS A HARLEY AND IT IS FAR FROM SHITTY. I ALSO DIDN’T SEE YOUR NAME ENGRAVED ON THE PARKING SPOT.” Lance yells back. I can hear a bunch of mumbling, and I feel

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”

" Mom, um meet Mr Adam. The man I told you about, my customer. Remember? keishia said to her mom, getting ready for her mother's scolding. " Is she your mom? Adam asked, trying to recall where he had seen her before. Carmilla stared deeply at Adam, wondering where she had seen him. It's been 21years, who could remember that. But none of them could remember. Am Adam, Adam Garcia, he stretched out his hand to shake Carmilla's.

" I asked as I tried to catch my breath. "You have the Lycan gene," the doctor said. I shook my head slowly, rejecting the idea. "There is no way," I said. Cain stood from his chair and took the clipboard from the doctor. He examined the contents of the piece of paper with an intense look on his face. "Can I read it?" I asked him. I felt my heart in my throat as Cain handed me the clipboard. I grabbed it from him with shaking hands. As I read over the various numbers and data lines, I realized very quickly that I hardly understood any of it.

" What's your name? " " Samantha " The lady replied with a soft tiny voice. She look away from Maximo for some seconds,not wanting to get completely mesmerized by the beauty she saw in those eyes of the Italian Mafia Boss. He was sitting still on the couch in his spacious, grandiose living room with a Cuban cigar on his lips. He wore a thick black jacket that fell and was swirls on top of the ever expensive boots he wore. There is nothing one might compare to the beauty in Maximo's steady eyes that morning.

“And now that Miss Brooks is going to have a partner for life, the documentation could be expedited, but it would still take time.” I felt like a mouse in a laboratory as both men stared at me for long seconds before realizing they were talking about me. "I'm Louis Anderson,” I said extending my hand to the boy in front of me. “And excuse me for the scene from minutes before, I... I’m a possessive man.” "Don't worry, Mr. Anderson,” he said squeezing my hand. I’m Dennis Morris, the social worker in charge of the Flores children... And you would be surprised at the things that have happened to me with couples.”

“This should do.” He picked up the key to a Karlmann King luxury armored SUV. He unlocked and opened the passenger seat for Emma. He made his way around, getting into the driver’s seat. Revving the engine to life, Liam let out a happy yell at the sound of the humming car. “This car is too dramatic to go to work with. Can’t we go with something smaller and discreet?” “Nope. Clyde hardly allows us to show off. He likes to keep a low profile, even though we can literally afford all these. This is my opportunity to enjoy this best,” he cheered.