Tony Kenning Novels & Stories

Nico eyes me skeptically and stands up. “All this shit aside, I've got news.” The seriousness in his voice makes me look up at him. “Tony wants a meeting with you.” He said with a grim voice. Tony was my fathers right hand man. Never liked that guy so as soon as dad was gone I got rid of him too. Which he didn’t like too well along with many older members. He always stood in the way of anything revolutionary I brought forward. Still to this day he brings a lot of shit into my working pattern. Gathering votes of other members and simply being a pain in my ass

Nic looked at me and I hated that I was thinking about the cabin, which meant my face was not as serious as it should have been. I nodded to avoid them staring too long. "You need to tell us everything." "Ok. Fatty is my boss." he held onto the wound on his thigh that was gushing blood and at that rate, He would die from the wound infection than from any bullet I was going to shoot him with. "Does fatty have a real name?" He blinked once, twice and I stepped closer, catching a whiff of something unpleasant from him. "Finn Connolly. But we all call him fatty, everyone calls him fatty."

“You’re difficult to understand. And I never did meet a woman who stood out the way you did.” I looked down, fingers tracing the rim of my glass. “And what about you?” “What about me?” “What did you want, Nolan? Before the weight of a crown and a pack?” He hesitated. I could see it, the flicker of something behind his eyes, the ghost of a younger man he used to be. “I never really had the luxury of wanting,” he said. “From the moment I shifted, everything was duty. The Alpha’s seat was mine before I could even decide what kind of man I wanted to be.”

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

I shot back, smiling. Then I glanced at the staff standing in a far corner, waiting for orders. I shoved an apple pie closer. “I watch, and you eat…unless there’s a snitch at the table and they rat you out.” I whispered, conspiratorial, pulling a shadow of a smile out of him. The other wolf huffed, feigning irritation. Then Nino lifted his hands and started signing at me. «It’s a decoy. Don’t even try it. It’s sweetened with stevia and I don’t know how much other bullshit.»

Jared asks as Brock enters the kitchen. “Please,” he growls, running his hands through his hair. The man’s hair is gorgeous- it’s chocolate brown, though the sun has lightened some of the strands to more of a coppery color. It falls a few inches below his shoulders in loose waves and looks like it would be silky soft to the touch. As Brock reaches up to secure his hair back in a quick man bun, his t-shirt rides up and I get a glimpse of his lower abs and the tantalizing V shape of his Adonis belt. This guy’s body is unreal- I haven’t stopped thinking about it since I saw him in the kitchen the other night wearing nothing but his boxer briefs. His body is all three T’s: tanned, toned, and tat

The two men that stood next to me on each side would notice in an instant. “ I would like to thank you for the wonderful challenge you have given me, little one.” He smiled sitting on the chair behind his desks. My memory of him, time must not have done him good. Not sure how old he was but now he looked as if he was in his early 60s. His hair is grey and his face has gained a few wrinkles. I don’t know if he does much training either because it looks like he’s gained some weight since the last time I saw him. They bonded my wrists together with a zip tie the moment I walked through the door. Tugging on my shirt at the bottom I try to fix it to where they can see him as well. He stares at me

They all murmured amongst themselves. “What are you talking about Kilhan? You rejected her! You can’t just come back together.” “Yes, we can, Betty. And that is what is happening. And for our son, she was pregnant with him the day I rejected her and sent her out of this house. That was highly irresponsible of me, and this is me, trying to make sure I’d never make that same mistake again. “The real enemy, Alpha Darius Gomez is dead. It’s time I, and you all, embrace my family. Please welcome Celine and Kendrick to the pack once again.” He uttered with a wide smile, and to my greatest surprise, they all began to clap, except Betty.

61 Tony , Jeff and Ken sat on their bed in their hostel room . Tony was lying down , same as Jeff while Ken sat down with his back rested on the wall. Tony had decided to come with them and relax a bit before leaving tomorrow . Jeff sulked at the realization that he had lost the game and won't be able to bed a lady for a week . Why had he being so boastful and now see where it has landed him into . Ken smirked at Jeff anytime he turned to look at him and Jeff scoffed pretending to be fine .

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