Benjamin Black Author Novels & Stories

I flip open the first page, quickly scanning through the wordings on the cover. I freeze, my eyes quickly scanning through. "Blackstone. Sending this to you so you can always have the names of all your enemies right beside you. The Familia belongs to you now. Long live Luca Blackstone. Long live our Capo dei Capi. Your best buddy, Ricardo." The book slithers out of my hand and lands on the table with a harsh thud. No! No, it can't be. I know that name, Blackstone. I hate that name.

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.

🔞 ♠️ BLACK_ACE ♠️ 🔞 ♠️ Chapter 14♠️ ♻ OMNISCIENT_POV ♻ Hiding inside his most secluded and secured facility, Clement sits idle in his office thinking about his present situation and the danger that threatens his life. Clement "DAMN!!! There's nothing I hate more than a plan going sideways. I was hoping to see a tragic and bloody outcome between Yusuf and that crazy b--tch but it seems it wasn't going to be so.

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.

Blackwood. Benjamin’s voice finally broke the quiet. Low. Controlled. “What happened?” I bit my lip, then forced myself to answer. “He… apologized.” My voice cracked. “Mr. Blackwood. He said he was sorry for everything his family did. He said he regrets being weak. That he couldn’t stop Aurora, or Lucy.” Benjamin’s hands tightened around the steering wheel, his knuckles pale. “And you listened?”

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

He had once been a brother to me. "Fuck," I cursed as I rose to my feet. "Benjamin." I glared at the other demon that stood next to him. "Ervin." "Nathaniel Black. A pleasant surprise." His gaze fell on Ayra, and I resisted the urge to push her behind me. He would see it as a sign that meant I cared about her, and that would only give him ideas. "Ayra Staxton. I'm honored to make your acquaintance." "Who are you?" Ayra asked, eyeing Benjamin warily. If only she knew how dangerous he was, she wouldn't bother holding a conversation with him.

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.