Black Blood Brotherhood Novels & Stories

Reece leaned against a sideboard, swirling a glass of something dark, a charming, dangerous smile on his lips. “Sit,” Kael said. It wasn’t a request. I sat in the chair farthest from him. It didn’t matter. The air was thick with their presence, with their power. It was suffocating. “We are the Blackthorn brothers,” Kael began, as if I didn’t know the most infamous rogues on the continent. “Exiled from our pack five years ago.” “For murdering your father,” I whispered, repeating the story everyone knew. Damon stopped pacing and snarled. “We didn’t kill him.”

In the center of the circle burned a brazier filled with black flame. “Cultists,” Zevran muttered. Kaelira nodded slowly. “The Order of the Eclipse. I thought they were gone.” “Apparently they didn’t get the message.” Before they could move, one of the figures turned toward them. Beneath the hood, the eyes glowed red—Moonlight twisted wrong. “Children of the Black Moon,” the voice hissed. “You sealed what was ours.” Zevran drew his blade. “Not sealed enough, apparently.”

“Black Crimson has an extremely distinctive style. If you have someone else paint for him, it’s just going to be written off as a fake.” “No,” Hayden assured him. “It’s not.” When everyone merely frowned, confused, I groaned and rolled my eyes, willing him not to stick out his own neck or admit anything stupid. “No way,” I told him, slashing out a hand. “I’m not down with that plan.” But he didn’t have to say anything. Because Camille suddenly gasped. “Oh my God,” she murmured, gaping between me and Hayden with sudden realization. “Black Crimson isn’t just one person. You guys are like the Brothers Hildebrandt.” She spun to address my brother. “Aren’t you?”

Those eyes were dull, almost like his captain was dead and was being controlled by another. “Axe!” Black Hammer screamed, his deep voice shrilled by the sorrow he was feeling. Black Axe was his brother, with only three years between them. They were so close that many people thought that they were actually twins, and their years of doing everything together had left them inseparable. There were two people that Black Hammer respected more than anyone else in the world, even more than City Lord Sutton. One was his big brother, Black Axe, and the other was Black Saga. But if he had to rank the two, Black Axe would undoubtedly take the first position with a very sizable gap. His brother’s positio

Then he shouted at Fourth Brother Diaz, "Fourth Brother, listen to Big Brother. Let's go. If anything happens to Big Brother and Second Brother, we will take revenge for them if we need to sacrifice our lives." Truth to be told, Third Brother Diaz was unwilling to leave, but he knew very well that all of them would die there if they continued to fight. If he and Fourth Brother left, there would be a small opportunity left. Blood veins were noticeable in Fourth Brother Diaz's eyes. He, too, was unwilling to leave, but he nodded his head anyway. Subsequently, the two brothers took out a black marble each and smashed it to the floor. Instantly, the black fog appeared and dispersed everywhere. T

His word hit me with the impact of a storm, brutal and unforgiving. “The Brotherhood has a code they abide by.” He muttered. “They believe in blood for blood and now, they want Calista's life for killing Matteo.”

he muttered, but there was hesitation in his voice. Catherine’s gaze hardened. “No. It wasn’t.” Carmela let out a bitter laugh. “So what? You’re telling us that Damion and Adrian’s souls have… switched? That’s absurd.” Catherine ignored her doubt. “Generations ago, the Blackwood brothers fought over power, just as Adrian and Damion have. The key they sought was never meant to be touched. It was created to grant knowledge and wealth—but at a terrible price. When the brothers both reached for it, their souls were exchanged. One of them lost his mind, running into the forest, never to be seen again.”

…Alpha Rowland's pov .. I couldn't shake off the sense of foreboding that settled over me as the news of a surprise attack on my brother reached my ears. Alpha Robert, my half-brother from the Black Blood Pack, was known for his ruthlessness and hunger for power. Our packs had long been entangled in a bitter rivalry, fueled by an ancestral feud that seemed impossible to mend. Bur

Black said to her and lovingly caress her lips with his fingers. With that, he went out to use the other bedroom and get dressed so Daphne can use the main bedroom. SOMEWHERE IN THE CITY ~THE VADOO GANG HIDEOUT~ The most dangerous and famous underworld mafia after the Black Blood which is the signature name for the Williams in the Mafia world. They’ve been enemies for years and trying their best to get back at Black Blood for killing their leader. But years ago, they’ve gotten a new leader who proved to be much stronger than their late boss.

Usually if anyone is a threat to our position, a human would eliminate the other, but here neither King nor Dark Lord are interested in fighting, no friendship, nor enemies. The mysterious first brother always wears a black hoodie with 'D' at the back. All the gang members have 'D' printed in silver, whereas second brother has it in purple and first brother in golden. They have only one rule 'no harm to innocent' or else face them. Mind games, both the brothers were excellent in playing with mind. Simple torture of them starts from one's mental breakdown. Direct death was something they don't know, slow painful deaths is their specialty.