Benjamin Black Author Novels & Stories

He had tried hard to pay back the debt he owed this demon standing in front of him,but things seemed to be working against him. Juan Alonso,the twenty six years old guy with the traits of the devil,was a drug lord and a mafia boss who seemed to lack the milk of human sympathy. He killed without mercy and dealt with everyone the way he deemed fit. How Mark had come in contact with him was still a mystery to his wife and kids. Everyone knew Juan Alonso, aka the Don,the stinking rich young man who didn't give a damn about a thing. Cruel and heartless,he did people dirty and made them beg on their knees.

I turned back to it and wrote slowly: ‘What are you? The book responded almost instantly: ‘I am a Living Book. I can answer any question. I know all that was, and all that is.’ I pondered on those words, all the was, the future, all that is, the present, then what about the future? I decided to try asking it. ‘What about the future?’ I wrote. There was a pause. ‘I do not know the future. The future is shaped by choice.’ it wrote. I let out a soft giggle, stunned. “This… this book is amazing. It actually talks back, it answers anything.”

And I sat there, hands on my face, whispering to myself. “Fuck.” I sat there on the bed long after Danika left. My palms were damp. My chest still tight. But the longer I sat in the quiet, the less anxious I felt. And the more I thought about him. Professor Chance Black. The name alone made my thighs squeeze. He looked even hotter this morning. More put together. Dangerous in a clean, brutal kind of way. That black button-up, the rolled sleeves, that angry, cold expression when he’d yanked Kole off me. His voice still echoed in my head.

The sky over the Bermuda Triangle looked like torn black silk, and Ava stood in the center of the rift—blood on her lips, tears on her skin, and a fire in her soul. The game wasn't over. It had only just begun to get lethal.

I jumped out of bed to see what was wrong and there it was, before me. There was blood on our bed, real blood and I was bleeding from my nose as well. I reached out to the blood on the bed with my finger and touched it. " This is not from me," she said, referring to the breaking of her hymen. This blood was different, it was much and even thicker. " Your nose," she pointed at my nose. " It's not your business" I fired back at her. She has no right to ask me about that. I touched the blood again, this time, I reacted to it, it felt like a shock, then my heart began to hurt really bad.

"Of course not, it would never be your fault they took your sister, but... do you remember anything beyond what they told you?" She looked confused, then looked down. "I remember a mark... a... black mark on the fist of one of them." I looked at Asmodeus. That wasn’t information that was in the novel, it was something new. Something from that place - something that Elaine didn’t know. "What brand? What was it like? Can you draw?" It was too many questions, but I couldn’t help it. They were necessary if we really wanted to catch those bastards. 'They were tall, black hair, red eyes and crimson robes,' reminded me clearly of the description given by the victim when Elaine helped her.

Removing some books from the top, my heart leaped for joy when I saw a book that I actually liked. "Thank you," I said with a smile as I pulled it out and admired the cover. "I'll continue to make use of them all." "What book is that?" Benjamin asked as he leaned in to look at the cover. "It's a fiction novel about romance in the midst of a plague," I answered and before I knew it, I was blabbering away.

Catelyn was speechless. She just wanted to say that she did not need to be transferred to another law firm, and she wanted to ask if the next Mr. Mason was actually Jamie Mason! When she searched for relevant information on the Internet, she saw a lot of negative reviews about Benjamin, such as him being shrewd, uncompassionate, and one-track-minded. At that time, she thought it was all just slander from his business rivals, but now, Catelyn found it hilarious that the reviews all stood true.

A black man emerges from the doorway, watching them with an inexplicable gaze. As the figure advances, Rachel's breath stops, and she identifies the person before her. Her expectations of someone like this here are different, so it changes everything. Benjamin walks entirely into the light, his cold smile causing shills in Rachel's spine. He is dressed in black, and in dim light, his presence is familiar and menacing. Benjamin adds, his voice loaded with hatred, "This is where it all ends." "After everything you've done, you truly think you could just walk away from the family?"

******** Hello guys, it's Yonbade Benjamin, the author, I just want to announce that things are gonna be taking a new turn as from the next chapter. I don't want to take you guys by suprise but don't forget there that will always be a saddening part. But I hope all turns well at the end because a popular saying goes by "There is always light at the end of the tunnel". See you in the next Chapter lovelies 😍