Tony Hawk Romane & Geschichten

“No problem, Harlow. If you want to talk more about your man meat you go right on ahead.” My eyes had to be the size of platters as Raven was back to her silent laughter that shook the entire truck. Tony is usually so laid back, so quiet. I had no idea what had gotten into him this morning. I didn’t dare turn around or say another word until we got to school.

"What's up, little Leah, surprised to see me?" Tony, seeing her silence, blinked at her. Leah's mind raced, quickly understanding—this was also Diana's assistance~ Tony, at a young age, was already a triple-golden award-winning actor. What's even rarer was his approach as a serious actor, yet his face could rival any idol. For years, he had kept a low profile, no scandals, no controversies, spanning from eight to eighty, all his fans. In theory, someone as low-key as Tony wouldn't do livestreams like this.

Thus, he went straight to the point and asked, “Heather, you mentioned the hacker, Leon, the other day. Can I meet him?” His sudden question interrupted Heather’s train of thought—she was contemplating where to go with Myra later. She had casually mentioned Leon that day, so she did not expect that Tony would still remember it. If I bring a few people to visit Leon, he will definitely welcome us with open arms. However, the problem now is that he dislikes being addressed as a hacker and he doesn’t want anyone to know about it. This contradicts Tony’s current focus of getting to know a hacker.

No, Tony had class. As he lit up and stepped outside into the blast freezer, he lamented over the appearance of the sky. If he went by the shade of grey the clouds were, snow was imminent. Winter was Tony's least favourite time of year. Not only did he hate the cold with all his heart, mind, and soul, it could be downright dangerous to ride if it was too snowy or icy. He had promised Dillon he wouldn't ride if conditions weren't perfect. Luckily, there hasn't been any snow or ice yet, it was just colder than space. He made sure to break out the snow tires for his ancient black '94 Bronco just in case. It never hurt a guy to be prepared for when the sky fell.

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

she threatened vehemently. I simply chuckled at her words and took a step back. "Just so you know, my name is Henry, a former beta of the Lycan Pack, and I want you to remember that I am watching you. If you dare do anything stupid to Sierra, I will make sure you regret it all. Not only that, but you will despise everything about yourself and realize that you are not fit to be a Luna, not only in the ghost pack but in every pack," I warned sternly. I walked away as I noticed her growing anger, and before I could turn to the other side, I heard her yell…

He had to know the only place that would land him was six fit under in the cold hard ground. I already knew where I was going. All the men in that room were gangsters or affiliated with gangs. What Hazel was doing there was a mystery I wanted to uncover. The man she was standing with was Alonzo. He was the worst snake in the camp. I hated that man with a passion. He was into human and sex trafficking, a sport I didn’t participate in. I may have been a cold motherfucker but I still held some of my humanity. Human beings were not commodities to be traded like drugs or ammo. Some men loved to do that because they were a bunch of sick rapists.

Yes, he could easily shift and kill me, but I was not going to go down without a fight, and he wouldn’t be the first Lycan that I have encountered. “I have done nothing to harm you from your side. If I have become a partner with your husband, it does not concern you” he said, and I raised an eyebrow. The man’s eyes were wide with rage, but I couldn’t care less at the moment. He should have known that messing with a Pakhan was not going to end well. Nathan was not just an Alpha in the world of wolves. He was a Pakhan, a don of his family name, and king, and that was not something that we were going to let Domenico think he could destroy.

"Despite their belief in the Moon Goddess being next to nothing, they like to make people think they believe in her. That means being an outstanding citizen." Our journey-which remains under a veil of uncertain Malik sewed himself-lead upstairs, and into a restricted zone for the competitors. The moment my feet touched the top landing, I felt a thrill of exhilaration strike through me. Now my nickname Trouble Maker is beginning to have a lot more material behind it to back it up. "This is-" My words of complaint were cut off by Malik holding his hand up.

I couldn't even talk to guys without stumbling over my words and looking like a fool. There was one guy in school that I have had a crush on since we were about twelve. His name was Kassius Keene. He was the son of the new Beta. Kassius was tall with an athletic build, sandy brown hair and dark eyes. I had sat behind him in class for several years, he smelled like an ocean breeze and I was fairly sure he had no idea I even existed.