Arcturus Black Novels & Stories

Adrian scoffs and I silently commend Atlas for ruffling his feathers. “Anyways, I’m Atlas, alpha of the Black Mist. You must be Araya.” He extends his hand to her, and she takes it smiling. I watch their interaction and realize I’m feeling a bit of jealousy. Why am I so possessive of this wolf? It is beyond me. I will never become one of these lovesick puppies like those around me…

He grimaced, shaking his head in disappointment, looking at his jar that only contained white cores. ‘Where the hell can I find those B-class beasts?’ Arth thought. ‘Seriously, it's been almost two hours already and all I have collected are white cores from C-class. Damn it.’ Arth let out a huge breath. "We have to work harder, Blackwinter," he told his sword as he placed it back on its scabbard. Without wasting any second, he continued rushing ahead to the depths of the Dark Woods.

As we prepared for battle, Arcturus approached me, his yellow eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity. "Princess Bianca," he said, his voice low and mysterious. "I have a secret to share with you. A secret that will change the course of our battle, and perhaps our lives forever." I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What is it, Arcturus?" He glanced around, ensuring we were alone. "I am not just a werewolf, Princess. I am a magical wolf, sent by the Moon Goddess herself to aid you in this battle." My eyes widened in awe. "The Moon Goddess? Why would she choose you for this task?"

Dante’s gaze turned colder after Darius Harrington spoke. But this time, Aurora Blackwood moved first. “That’s enough,” she said firmly. Aurora stepped between them again. Her body was still slightly weak, but there was no room to argue with the tone of her voice. “You’re not children.” Darius fell silent, while Dante continued staring at the man without blinking. There were too many emotions tangled inside him now. Anger. Humiliation. And more than anything—

“Our Alpha agreed and he would bear the consequences of his actions like all the other Alpha’s before him. But let’s hope he wins.” “Hope,” Jimin snickered and turned back to watch. “An illusion.” Few meters away from him, Jaime sidestepped quickly and transformed into Blackfur, his werewolf. Blackfur was not nearly as big as Aurum and not half as quick but he was skillful and very tricky. Blackfur subtly dodged Aurum’s attack and as Aurum skidded away, trying to find his balance to regroup, Blackfur pounced on him and clawed at his left eye. Aurum howled in pain and the foundations of the gathering shook.

ARIA (FLAHBACK) Oh. Maybe I heard wrong…? No. I was sure I heard him say… “Are you going to stare at me all night?” “Aria Moonstone.” I breathed in, catching a whiff of his scent. Spice and musk. It forcefully curled around me—hot and intoxicating. “Aria…” He tested my name on his tongue. “My name is Darius Blackthorn,” he said. “Alpha of the Blackthorn Pack. And you, little omega, are my mate.”

It was a live feed from the cliffside mansion's courtyard. The Peacekeeper gunships were no longer circling. They landed, their engines idling. The soldiers weren't searching the rubble; they were standing in a perfect, motionless circle around a single figure sitting on a stone bench. It was Arthur. He was holding his head in his hands, but as the camera zoomed in, we saw his eyes. They weren't his usual fading blue. They were glowing with a solid, unchanging black—the same color as my dead "Sync" band.

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A

She was covered in sweat and her body temperature was through the roof, her visions got blurry and she was about passing out when she heard the door to the hallway open. “I’m sorry Ro-Roman” she coughed blood, “Hey it’s okay, I’m here” a soothing voice “Roman?” she called as she couldn’t really see who it was. “It’s Lucas; we’re going to get Roman now. Take this” Lucas removed a small bottle from his pocket that contained a black ashy substance in it. He opened Harley’s mouth and poured a little in it, she swallowed it and started coughing violently. “It’s okay… it’s fine” Lucas said softly but kept looking at her with guilt in his eyes. But why?, she continued coughing till she vomited a bl

the leader of their council said. There was so much hatred in the way he spoke to me, and I wondered what he was talking about. "What did you find out?" I asked him. " You possessed a dark lunar magic and this has brought about some kind of darkness to our pack, we do not accept that kind of magic here and anyone who brings such to us will be punished" he said. It sounded like some lame joke, I am never with such kind of magic, what has this got to do with me?