Shay Patrick Cormac Novels & Stories

Low. Bastardly melodious. Unmistakably Irish. I step into the dim light, and there he is. Cormac Donnelly. The Irish Consigliere. He’s taller than I expected. Maybe six two. With broad shoulders filling out a dark gray coat that looks more suited for a winter funeral than a meeting in the stinky sewers.

"Since you framed me? Sent me to prison? Tried to have me killed multiple times? Worked with vampires against wolves? Allied with Parliament for genocide? Be specific about which 'everything' you mean." "All of it. Everything I did. Everything I became." Cormac sits on a pew. Tired. Defeated. "I was wrong. About everything. Can we... can this be fixed?" I laugh. Bitter. Harsh. "Fixed? You destroyed my life. Destroyed our relationship. Destroyed yourself. What's there to fix?" "I don't know. Maybe nothing. Maybe I'm too corrupted. Too broken. Too far gone." He looks up. "But I have a son now. Finn. Your nephew. And he deserves better than monster father and absent uncle."

" Konstantin Dmitri visited the western Hall rent last week twice. Afterwards he invited a surgeon into his lair. In his account the amount of $4,976,468,588,568 was deducted for some reason I couldn't pinpoint. Then earlier today he hired a bomb experts. Right now he is in new York, having a light party with some strippers " " Wow. That's a huge money " a lady mutters in the colly room. " The surgeon he had called upon goes by the man Doc Shetty. He is known for performing the most successful face switched and voices. He won an awards last year for being the best on Earth. His demands however is... On the high path " Maximo let out a sigh at this. Now the puzzle has fallen into place for hi

"Can't believe you're shameless enough to come back. You're planning to steal more data from the lab, aren't you?" Catherine turned her head to look at Ciaran, lightly pointing in Paddy's direction. "Who is he?" she asked. Paddy was surprised that Catherine didn't even recognize him. Although not top-notch, he was quite a prominent figure among the students at Styre University. "How could she not know me?" he asked inwardly. "This must be a deliberate attempt to humiliate me!" Feeling embarrassed and angry, Paddy introduced himself before Ciaran had a chance to speak. "I'm Paddy McLaughlin from the biology department, five years ahead of you. Even if you don't see me as your teacher, I'm sti

“Oh, but, I don’t know where—” Shane fell into step behind them. “We share a box, babe.” “You like the ballet that much?” It didn’t seem like a plausible interest for a rough Irish mobster. Shane’s regular attendance made sense, with his sister being a ballerina in this company, but shouldn’t a guy like Cormac be more at home in a sports bar? Cormac gave her an enigmatic smile. “I haven’t missed a performance in two years.” As they climbed the stairs to the box, he chatted amicably, and she

Damn, is this the mafia life and the reason why Dr Patrick doesn't want to get into it even though he's part of the family? *******

"May I introduce my fiancé, Edward Bryce Carmichael Spencer?" Pat smirked " Are you sure there isn't another name in there? I remember a few you were called when at the academy." Cy extended his hand. "I'm Cyrus Perry, but Cy is fine." Bryce shook his hand, ignoring Pat. "Edward or Bryce. Nice to meet you."

I see several of my brothers look at Ace with shame and disgust. I have been with Ailee enough that I have met the infamous Cormac O’Sullivan several times. The first time I have to tell you I was scared shitless. The man has a reputation for being ruthless and a stone-cold killer. He is not someone you want to cross. Well unless you want to die a slow painful death that is. And my first impression of him wasn’t a good one. You see Ailee had been working hard for hours and it was taking a toll on her but Callen couldn't get her to stop long enough to get some rest. When I came over, he told me the problem and I set out to help. I walked over to Ailee, took the paperwork from her, picked her

I asked as I focused my attention on the basketball court, where I noticed Shan had just emerged from the throng, signaling the start of the game. "No, but I saw Patrick with Faith earlier, and I'm not sure where Patricia is," Julie said, to my surprise. Miracle, Patrick, and Faith in the same room? Strange, yet there is a connection between the two. I hope they stay together; Patrick is very attractive, but he is gay. As the game begins, it is clear that Shan is an exceptional basketball player. He is, indeed, a seasoned pro. It's no surprise that he was previously the Team Captain at Agusan National High School.

“Ah, Reese O’Shea? I’m Pat…Docherty.” “Nice to meet you, Pat…I’m sure you know I don’t have a lot of time so shall we…?” He indicated the chairs at the small table in the room and pulled one out to sit down. Liam stood behind him as Pat took the other one nervously running a hand over his balding head. “Okay where should I start?” “Start at what happened with O’Malley.”