Benjamin Black Author Novels & Stories

“Back where?” “To my home,” Amanda answered firmly. “Wait a moment.” He stood, tall and imposing, and headed upstairs. Amanda frowned, puzzled by what he was up to this time, but sat down again to wait. A few minutes later, Benjamin came back down, holding two little red booklets. He waved them in front of her eyes. “Don’t tell me you can’t read the words on these.” Amanda: “…” Heh. So this is the kind of man you are, Benjamin.

“It’s never over.” She turned toward the shattered archway where dawn spilled into the snow. “But it’s our turn to write what comes next.” Zevran fell into step beside her, their hands brushing once—no claim, no confession, just alignment. Behind them, the Court whispered. Ahead of them, the mountains waited. And beneath them, far below, the heart of the world dreamed of a Black Moon rising—and the woman who might finally teach it mercy.

Marcus demanded, his Alpha voice resonating against the stone walls. Benjamin's laugh held no humour. "Family? You exiled me. Gave me an ultimatum and then washed your hands when I struggled." "We tried to help you," Elena countered, maternal pain evident in her voice. "You refused every offer." "Because your help came with conditions!" Benjamin's control cracked, showing the raw wound beneath. "Be a proper Blackwood. Control your impulses. Honour the bloodline." His gaze fixed on Casie again. "While she got to run away and play human, I got lectures about responsibility."

[ Sequel to "Forced Marriage With CEO." The story revolves around Aaron Black, the son of Myra and Austin Black. It is a stand-alone book, so it is up to you whether to read Book-I or not.] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ NEW DELHI, INDIA No one is so brave that he is not disturbed by something unexpected. Life is a shipwreck, but we must not forget tossing in the lifeboats. Aaron Black, The heartless, rude, and arrogant CEO of the Black Empire, was getting ready for the meeting. He hates girls. Something terrific happened in his past that changed his tip-to-toe. He arrived here a week ago to establish his new firm in India.

Three days later, Benjamin was going on a business trip. He got to the middle of the road. There was no one on the road. People usually don’t pass on that road because it is quite dangerous. Because he was late for work, he decided to use that road because it was the shorter road to get to his destination. "Boss, we are ambushed," his secretary said. "He raised his head and realized they were surrounded by a large group of people in a black outfit."

"You really think you're the first to dangle a shiny leash and talk about needs?" Timothy's voice cut through the room like a serrated blade. He leaned back against the cold mahogany of the bedpost, his fingers digging into the duvet. Gideon Blackwell moved into his space, his bulk blotting out the light from the hallway. Those gold eyes, rimmed with the dark legacy of the Blackwell line, didn't blink. "You’ve never had a real high, Timothy. Not the kind that makes you forget your own name. Don't you want to know what it’s like to actually lose control?"

Ben asked when he found Rain too focused in one direction. "I just feel like someone is watching us." Rain turned to look at Ben. That morning Benjamin was dressed in all black. The color of the clothes favored Ben's body color, which was Ben's pale hair and skin, making him look even more handsome. "No one is more attractive than you," Rain continued. "It's just that this place… reminds me of something." "Shall we go in and check?" Before Rain could answer, Benjamin grabbed Rain's hand, and they almost ran into the cabin. The cabin was not locked. It was a bit dusty and dirty, but there was no sign of anyone having been in there.

He closed the book and placed it on the bedside table and took off his glasses. "You read?" Isabella asked "I like reading" Benjamin said "Me too" Isabella said excited at having a common hobby "Oh that's great. We could share our books" Benjamin said "What were you reading?" Isabella asked as she sat on the bed facing him. "The Battle of Belonging" "What is the plot? Is it action genre?" Isabella asked Benjamin chuckled "It's not fiction Isabella. It's a book on patriotism and nationalism. Written by a famous politician." Benjamin said and Isabella made a face

Surprisingly people are being very understanding, but I can’t seem to work or focus on anything else because I don’t know at what point, the entire world may be able to see some of my most private moments. I still remember after Elizabeth sprinkled some water on me, I got up to see Benjamin’s body lying lifeless on the floor. For a moment I thought Aaron murdered him, but no, he was just beaten up really bad. Thankfully Benjamin didn’t report Aaron to the police because if he does, yes the news about my ‘fake’ marriage would be out. But he would also have no leverage to blackmail us with and for Benjamin the most important thing is money.

"That's Mr. Agony's business, Black. You don't want him to cut off your head, do you? Then shut your fucking mouth right now!" Black shut up instantly after hearing Blue's threat which was probably the same sentence Benjamin always uttered. It was natural for them to feel scared; Benjamin was very creepy. "Blue ... please let me go. I don't want Benjamin to finish me, Blue," whimpered Ivory begging for mercy from the man who was also helpless. "It's none of my business, Miss. You'd better stick to what he asks if you want to survive." Those words were enough for Ivory to know how ruthless and terrifying Benjamin was behind that handsome and charismatic face that Ivory had admired for a momen