Tony Incredible Novels & Stories

"H-how is this possible?!" After landing on the ground, Tony clutched his broken arm and looked at Leon in disbelief. He thought that Leon was only at the intermediate Innate State, and that he would easily be able to defeat Leon! Yet, he never expected would have dreamed that Leon would not only be able to take his one strike from him at full force but even break his arm as well! It was obvious how shocked he was! "Tony, you had an easy way out, but you didn't take it! Since you want to die so badly, I'll grant you your wish!" Leon said coldly. After that, he walked right toward Tony.

"But you did show them." "Them? Aren't you apart of them?" "I apologize." He approached me with his hand held out. I stiffened but didn't step back. "My name is Tony. Tony Yates, Vampire, Council member, and ex-hood rat." I put my hand in his and he bowed over it. "At your service," he said. I swallowed dryly but at least some of my nervousness had left. "I'd introduce myself, but you already know my name." I marveled that his hand was nothing like touching William's had been. Tony's hand was warm.

Arthur spoke, tears falling down his cheeks now. "I too felt something," Tony replied. "Something surging in me, like pure energy," he added. Arthur looked confused. "How is your injury?" Arthur demanded and Tony looked confused. Tony touched himself on his chest and head, "I am fine, sire." "Lift your shirt," Arthur ordered and Tony obeyed. Arthur stared in disbelief, where there was a dark blue bruise hours ago, now it was clear skin. Tony was healed, absolutely, totally healed. "What should we do?" Tony asked. "I don't think she can survive the journey home."

“My lady, I’m not trying to do any of that, come on, I wouldn’t just stand here to say things I don’t know or am not sure of. Tony’s life would be in danger if the Alpha suspects anything on this. and I know Tony so well, he’s mostly scared and oftentimes, he’s bullied by Simon, the packs Beta, but one thing I know for sure is, he can never be broken. That’s his strength. A secret with Tony Is sealed forever.” I felt amazed. My heart pounded like a piston as I gestured with both hands, trying to figure out what to do. ‘Maybe I should call Boris and find out,’ I had that quick thought cross my mind as I walked to and fro, trying to brainstorm. “Do you think I should call Boris?” I suggested.

I ask Uncle Alex, nodding towards the guy. “That would be Tony,” he says with a sigh. “Absolute pain in my ass. He came to us as a rogue and finds it hard to follow orders. He picks on the younger boys a lot too,” Uncle Alex explains. I walk closer to him, and I can hear Tony taunting his training partner, Ross, who is on the ground. “Come on, Ross, ya big wimp! Or are you too scared to take me on properly!” Tony laughs in Ross’s face as he gets up off the ground.

Minsk asked noticing the kind of move Tony is making. Silently Tony stand up from his seat and silently walks up to the bottle of wine on top of the table as he has exhausted the one in his cup. He poured some inside his cup. "You of all people should have been aware that I'm not okay I'm f****** tired of all this" Tony replied. "What are you tired of Tony?" Minsk asked. "Everything! I'm f****** tired of everything I think all I have to do now just to back off, I don't think I can do this anymore"

’ Raise it! Tony with his wide-eyed and scrambling for comprehension, blinked rapidly like his brain had disconnected from his body. His entire face shifted through emotions in confusion, disbelief and offended innocence—all of which were painfully funny to witness. “Investor Joel… why—why did you hit us?” Tony stuttered. His hands flew up slightly, as if trying to shield himself from another blow. He gestured helplessly, looking like a malfunctioning puppet. He really didn’t see any of this coming, which made it even more satisfying.

Tony says, stuffing his face. I smile, “it was me.” Tony drops to his knees in front of me, dramatically, “Sophie Victoria Sol, please be mine forever.” We all laugh. See comic relief. Tony is tall, I’d say 6’4”, curly black hair, bit of a tan, great muscular body and that smile. Always with the smile! “Do you want to break it to Neal or should I?” I ask. “Who is he? Does he matter, I love you!” Tony is really laying it on thick! So here goes nothing. Let’s see how far Mr. Spartan wants to take this.

Slowly, his fur started to retract, his claws became fingers once more, and his massive bulk diminished down, down, until he was just his usual lanky form. The chains around him mostly fell down, prepared to withhold a much bigger person. Tony looked down at his body and the chains and then up to me. “Tony?” I asked. “You alright?” “Julian?” he replied. “Where am I? What happened?” From the doorway, the council members cheered. “It worked!” Tony only looked more confused. I tried to explain. “We were fighting – the challenge, remember? – and you went feral. Do you remember that at all?”

He tried to see what Tony and his men would do. "You…" More than ten seconds later, Tony struggled to stand as he glowered at Darryl in humiliation. "You've got some nerve! Tell me your name if you dare." As he spoke, Tony's chest was filled with shock. To tell the truth, Tony had long been prepared to be injured by Darryl even before the act. However, he never guessed that Darryl's strength would exceed his expectations. Tony could sense then that his internal energy was knocked askew, and a few ribs were also broken. Healing them would take at least two months.