Air Monarch Black Novels & Stories

Xareth’s voice cracked through the room like lightning splitting a tree. In one swift motion, he seized her by the throat and lifted her clean off the ground. Her legs flailed mid-air, her fingers clawing desperately at his hand. “I warned you,” he growled, low and lethal. “If you dare meddle in my affairs again, or defy my rule, I’ll send you back to the Black Abyss.” The Black Abyss? Even through the pain clouding my thoughts, that phrase echoed in my mind. People say cruel things when they're angry, but that didn’t sound like a metaphor. That sounded like a place.

The dark hair, the hair on his face doing absolutely nothing to hide the strength of his jaw or how full his lips were. When I had first met Colton, he had been gorgeous. But gorgeous didn’t even cover him now. And the darkness in his eyes only added to it. “Yeah I know your mum kid, she’s like royalty around here. Everyone knows of her. Your grandad used to be president of the Black Aces.” He patted his chest, and my eyes skimmed over the badges here. Sergeant at Arms. Interesting but not entirely surprising.

She sniffs the air and that’s when I’m hit with his scent. Reign sets off in his direction, she’s fast so we caught up quickly. Is the second time I have seen Maddox and I don’t think I will get used to how stunning he is. His huge, like all Alphas, and his fur is black, jet-black, even darker than Reign’s fur. If this wasn’t a game, I wouldn’t dare to attack him. He looks as if he could snap your neck without blinking.

says Machiv, "I admit it's fun to know, but being tested on it has me on my heels." "Speaking of," I say as I glance at his hair, "did you try to destroy you hair?" "You could say," says Machiv as he takes my joke with a smile. Machiv until recently in his hair had the lavender tips. It wasn't much, but it was there and looked pretty cool. I've never seen people with colored hair that seemed to have a halthy and tasteful appearance. Some way or another it seemed to always be overpowering and too much. Machiv's hair with the lavender tips though were balanced, with the black and calm cool lavender balancing anc complementing one another. Though today, it's obvious that he decapitated all the

It was way too early for someone to be walking. "Its way too early Mr Black". She said concerned but he smiled at her. "I have a flight to catch by three, I have to leave". He said clearly while Grace nodded her head understandingly. "A flight?". She asked . "Yes, To Ecuador". He replied fixing his collar. "I have business to attend to". He replied without being asked. "How long will it take". Grace asked unconsciously regretting it the second she asked. Mr Black smirked at her pleased she cared about him and his ware about.

Robert Markham. "Hey chief!" I exclaimed putting my hands down. "Yeah, well... you really almost, just almost got me this time. I see you're getting closer each time. But I haven't shown you why they call me the Black Falcon yet." He lowered his weapon in confusion. "I am the Black Falcon because of this black mask you always see me wearing and because, I'm the only human that can fly," I smirked. "What?" I switched on the jetpack. "Bye now chief!"

Liana could hardly believe her eyes when she stepped onto the private airstrip. The morning sun glimmered against the smooth, metallic surface of the jet that sat proudly in front of her—sleek, elegant, and painted in a deep pearl white with subtle gold accents that shimmered as the light hit them. The Carver crest was engraved discreetly on the tail, but the real detail that caught her breath was the name written near the cockpit in delicate script: Liana C.

She fidgeted in her seat, her eyes darting anxiously to the entrance each time someone walked in, her heart leaping with false hope again and again. Until finally—A man in a tailored business suit entered. “I’m sorry for the delay,” he said, approaching the officers. “The boss is currently in a meeting. I was sent as his representative.” Belle looked up. Her heart sank. It wasn’t him. “This is the CEO’s black card,” the manager explained eagerly, showing it to the man. “We recognize it anywhere. Only a few people in the country own one. Yet today, it was used by… her.” His tone carried thinly veiled disdain.

"A long time ago, someone just like you existed, your ascendant. She was an avian hybrid and you look just like her. Though she was kind, she birthed an insatiable monster; an avianwolf. He hunts down humans, phoenixes, werewolves and even ravens and feeds on them." "We might look alike or even identical, but we're two different people. She gave birth to a monster doesn't mean I'm going to." Emily's words caused his gaze to drift from the window and he turned to her. "How old are you?" He asked. "Nineteen." "Have you found your mate?" He asked and Emily frowned slightly. "Mate?" she asked. Blake sighed, "Can't believe you don't know all this." The emergency beep started blowing, and it alert

“You of all people who assume it would be a good idea to wear your cold clothes outside of your Pack. Some of us live in civilisation.” “That’s an interesting notion coming from you.” Kaden didn’t get a chance to bite back, as someone else waltzes through the door. Dressed in all black, Alpha Noah walks in, dark hair shaded around his forehead. His eyes almost seem to pierce right through my soul, just like the last time I saw him. They are almost like pure emerald gems encapsulated within his irises. “Kaden, Malik, Brielle,” he greets, striding in, hands shoved in his pockets. Everyone turns to look at him. I’m glad Ren had Noah invited. He comes across the most mature out of the group, des