Bellatrix Black Novels & Stories

He tackled the man, taking him down to the muddy ground, before he could gather his wits enough to use the sword in his hand. Brand knew the giant behind him would not be out of commission long either. He heard scuffling and grunting behind him and Astrid calling out the words 'Mitte mihi tenebras' (Bring me the darkness) before a hard blow hit the back of his head, and he heard nothing more.

Breathing in heavily, I closed my eyes as I opened the book. The First Beta Dimitrio Islin was born and raised in Pennsylvania. At the age of 16, he became the first beta to Alpha Vincent Harlyn and together, they led the Blood Moon Pack in unison. At the age of 24, a beautiful rogue named Malia appeared in their territory and was about to get killed by their own kind when he felt a strong connection pulling her close to him. I gasped as I read it. Beads of sweats started to form on my forehead. What is this? Why does it feel like I can relate to the story?

He walked back to the Don's building and met the Don having fun with his call bitch in the clan, Kristen. Kristen was the bitch whom the Don calls when he's frustrated or angry or just needs to get a load off. She was a mobster in the clan and was quite skilled. Being the Don's call bitch, she carried herself with an air and would always bully the weaker mobsters or the maids. As soon as Daniel walked in, the boss ordered Kristen out. She grumbled in displeasure, but a look from the Don had her comported. She glared hatefully at Daniel before storming off with her dress in hand.

Her presence was cinematic: distant, deliberate, devastating. She didn’t speak much, but when she did, it felt like a closing statement. Everyone noticed her but no one approached. Not because she was unfriendly, but because some fires don’t burn… they freeze you where you stand. It was a story carefully woven by Ellie and Thomas. They’d crafted Delilah from dust and fire and now Alba wore her skin like armor. The first night she walked into Club Magenta, she wore a dress that shimmered like gunmetal. The slit cut high enough

"That must be a great sight to behold." "Yes it was! The man's back was widely open and not only did I see his stomach where food enters and leave, I also saw his heart. My sister! I saw his heart. It was lifeless. Honestly, it was not beating at all and it was black," Nnamaka said, she was not smiling again. "When I saw his black heart, I moved away from him. It would only take a very powerful evil diviner to have such a darkened heart." "Don't be offended by my curiosity. How do you know that he is a diviner?"

I don't care if I appear to be a weird stalker; I need to keep her safe, especially from Nicholas. Hannah told me that Nicholas Terranova became more invincible when he met this person who financed all of his businesses. It's not difficult to find one when you're the son of a Commissioner-General. Hannah said that this person is a ‘Cryptocurrency Whale’. I knew a lot of businessmen who invested in cryptocurrencies, especially Bitcoin, but most of them preferred to stay anonymous.

"Happy four years!" Bella and Grace hugged her. "Oh my god! You are sparkling." Bella was already dizzy and Grace was enjoying herself. "Thank you!" Mira blushed at compliments. "Thanks for wearing sarees!" She looked at them in awe. "Yeah, it was a great idea... It's your day so your fashion rules." Bella chuckled. "It's a bit difficult to handle it, you know... If it opens then I am dead." "Bella, it's a stitched saree... Raan knows that you can't be trusted with the drape, Alex will get a heart attack otherwise."

The weight of the digital tablet in Bella’s hand felt different now. It was no longer just a slate of glass and circuits; it was fifty percent of the most formidable corporate machine in the country. She stood in the dim light of the north wing hallway, facing Evelyn, feeling the shift in the very air. Dante had moved slightly to the left, not to shield Bella, but to stand beside her. The alignment was subtle, yet in the language of the Blackwood family, it was a declaration of war.

His daughter walks up behind him and I don’t know what I was expecting from Beatrix Black, but it’s not what I saw. Her hair is black and is in a high ponytail, she wears a studded head band, her outfit is simple, a black graphic tee with a popular band on the front along with a pair of jeans. She doesn’t look like she cares about impressing anyone and she doesn’t look ready to lead a pack.

I'm worth everyone's time. " You just called me by my name. “ " Yes. Isn't that your name. Because you're princess you think you're not a whore like me? Everyone's a whore. “ Beatrix yelled and Bellamy's eyes changed to red this time instead of blue. “ Who sent you?" Bellamy asked again. This time you could sense anger everywhere. “ Nobody. " Beatrix smirked. “ Ahhhhh!" She screamed as Bellamy twisted her right leg with just a wave of her hand .