Ava Grey Blackwood Pack Novel Novels & Stories

She stood close, and we both waited as the sound of paws striking the ground came closer. Raze broke through the trees, his caramel fur bleached white by the moon, and his golden eyes glowing brightly. I was shocked to see him covered in blood. I knew immediately it was not the blood of animals. His eyes locked on Gera, and he adjusted trying to find a way past me. I turned with him, blocking his path. He snarled at me in warning.

Author's Note: If you read an early version of Wolfbane (Book 1), you will notice that the names of the packs in Quebec have now changed. Here are the changes: > Pack Bois Foncé is now the Bois Sombre Pack > Pack Lune Taïga is now the Lune Nordique Pack I apologize for any confusion! *** ALEXANDER

It stood in a secluded area with woods surrounding it well enough covered for a shifter to live here. Dragging the bag out of the car with her laptop, phone and a few other things, I don’t even bother knocking on the door. I know they both are here. One, because Blackwood’s car is parked in the driveway next to Ash’s, and two, I can scent them both. I see Blackwood cooking in the kitchen as I close the door behind me, he looks up with silver eyes, and on high alert, I can feel his command radiating through the room.

It has door knobs in a shape of wolf's head. Weird! "He is insi-"Chase can't finish his sentence as the door is flung open revealing the man,who has been haunting my memories and whose seeds are growing inside me. Alexander Blackwood. His eyes lands on me and for the moment,I forget the world around us including presence of Chase.His grey eyes has the shades of aqua blue this time.Probably he wore lenses but it doesn't falter the fact that he is the owner of the most enchanting beautiful eyes in the mortal world.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

I ran my fingertips across the raised gold lettering and brown leather of the ancient book. At that moment, I realized this was my only connection to my people, the Arctic wolves. Looking at the Grimoire, I wondered if any other Arctic wolves from my pack had survived. After we stopped Nightshade, I intended to find out. But that was for a later time. If anyone did survive, then he or she could find me. But right now, we had to stop Nightshade. "Thanks, Bailey," I said, sighing in relief. "If you don't mind me asking, where did you get it?" she asked, her eyes filled with concern.

Troy breathed. It was only after Paul had shifted and started to walk towards where Agyemang stood on the wide stage that the proud-looking alpha allowed his own wolf to take over. “There he is…” Jake T breathed with awed amusement when Agyemang shifted into a large jet black wolf. Black wolves were noted for their no-nonsense attitude and ferociousness. It made them even more attractive. But from Jake T’s reaction, there was clearly more than met the eye. “Damn, he’s fine.” He moaned as he sat forward.

The ticking of the wall clock and the soft murmurs of the city outside created a peaceful background. While rummaging through the documents, a particular file caught my eye. It was labeled "Grey Enterprises: Classified." My curiosity piqued, I opened it, revealing a stack of old documents, financial records and surveillance photographs. My heart skipped a beat when I realized these were remnants of Sebastian Grey’s secret operations. One letter in particular stood out. Gray was called "The Raven" from someone's name. The cryptic language and eerie tone sent chills down my spine. The letter pointed to widespread fraud, suggesting that Gray and Blackwood were merely participants in a larger ga

The other people nearby shifted awkwardly, and a strong tension filled the room as they quietly moved toward the door, recognizing that Derek was not someone to mess with. “Blackwood?” I said, breathless, my mind filled with images from the scary stories my mom used to tell me about the notorious Blackwood pack. They lived in the cursed, always frozen north—a place where few people risked going without serious problems. My thoughts mixed with wonder and fear, and I felt a chill of fright creeping into my mind. What had I just gotten myself into? My head was full of thoughts. This outlaw might be one of them—the famous group I thought was just a story. This was my first real meeting, and exci

Black magic surges, a void-like wave slamming into Kaelen. He freezes, eyes glazing, sword trembling in his grip. “Kaelen?” I call, heart lurching. He turns, stormy eyes blank, now glowing with an eerie purple haze. The novel’s pull, amplified by black magic. He roars, charging me, blade aimed for my heart. “No!” I dodge, rolling across jagged rocks, pain shooting through my ribs. Kaelen’s rampaging, sword slashing wildly, eyes unseeing but locked on me.