Benjamin Black Author Novels & Stories

Welcome to Mr Black Acknowledgement: Thank You so much for Choosing Mr Black!❤️ My name is Ogheneochuko Williams, the Writer of Mr Black, I want to thank you for clicking on this story, it's my favorite book ever and it took a lot for me to start it and eventually end it. I have always loved writing and I'm so happy that we young writers are being given a chance to come out of our shelves and write on a big platform like Good Novel.

Well at least my mother thought so. But then I saw her. The girl with ember eyes. A spark where there should be nothing. I lean back against the rough bark, letting my claws scrape lightly along the surface. My wolf paces inside me, restless and hungry. Find her, he urges. Claim her. Before he does. And by “he,” my wolf means Benjamin Black. The self-righteous Alpha with the clean borders and the pretty pack house and the mate he rejected like a fool. My lips curl. Benjamin doesn’t deserve that bond.

“Now, please leave my office. We have nothing more to say to each other.” Alessia cleared her throat, raising her eyes to him, unable to believe what was happening. His words were bitter, and his gaze even colder. Benjamin hated her; Alessia knew this and couldn’t bear to live with that rejection. There was no way out for her now. Nothing she said seemed capable of convincing Benjamin. She swallowed all the tears stuck in her throat and dragged her suitcase out of the office. Once he was finally alone, Benjamin thought that if Alessia hadn’t blackmailed him, he would have helped her. Even though she didn’t deserve it, he would have done it.

I walked right past them. My eyes didn't flinch. My steps didn't break. I didn't smile. I just walked with my head held high, heart steady. Let them watch. Let them feel the heat of the fire they tried to start. At the end of the aisle, Benjamin stood on the platform, waiting. He wore a black tailored suit, a sharp white shirt beneath. No tie. Just clean and calm like always. But his eyes... His eyes were different today. They weren't just calm. They were full.

Family. It was the second week. Benjamin came out of the washroom after taking a refreshing bath. He was rubbing his head with a towel thinking about the weird behaviour of Noah Gabriel. He was a casanova in his own style. Openly BI. Girls boys. Anyone. He would just have to raise his eyebrow and would be flooded with bodies.

I knew how Mark got with money, he was greedy, and that was the nicest way of putting it. Did he threaten Benjamin and Benjamin ordered the hit on him in order to silence him? Benjamin was smart, he knew that bargaining with blackmailers would open a perpetual floodgate. Benjamin had the means to hire anyone, with the money he swished in and out of the company, nothing was impossible for him to do. “But it fine if you do not trust me, I understand. I only lock the door for safety because this not good place.” The door unlocked, the vibration sending chills along my fingers. I looked at him once again and he was no longer staring at me. He was facing the road, his profile showed how sunken hi

Damien Black seemed like someone refined and well read. “Have you ever met the author?” he asked. Becca shook her head. “He’s one of our more private authors. I accept his awards on his behalf and all communication is done by email. I do know it’s a man though- I had to call him urgently when there was a printing error. He had a nice voice and was very polite.” *** The man who was sometimes known as Damien Black, paused in his typing to wonder about his latest book. He really should start it soon before the erotica deparment began putting pressure on him.

*** We appeared at the gate of the mansion the same way we left. Sir Benjamin excused himself. He said he would have some business to do, one of the duties of a grim reaper. No one dared to question him or stop him. We just watched the frightening man's back as he disappeared to his mansion. In the yard, the three of us who were silent all the time finally let out a sigh of relief with a mixture of astonishment. "...What the f*ck happened?" Jia cursed out loud. "That scary demon who could kill us in one blow was sucked by a black hole?"

Benjamin simply grabbed the papers, his eyes cutting across the room to lock onto mine. "Get up, Jane," Benjamin whispered. "The soft life is officially dead. It's time to run."

"Benjamin, why are you following me?" Benjamin looked up at her angry expression and said, "I'm sorry about what happened that day. Celia has left Pamore University, and she'll never touch design again in this life." He blurted the words out in a rush. Surprise flashed in Grace's eyes, but she raised her eyebrows. "That is your personal matter, Mr. Hawkins. You don't need to report it to me." The next second, Benjamin opened the car door and stood in front of her. His six-foot-tall figure made Grace seem even more petite than usual, and anyone who saw her would have the urge to protect her.