Black Bull Member Novels & Stories

The council had already assembled by the time I made my way downstairs, but at least I wasn’t the last of the twelve to show up. Several members of my family were on the council — my uncles Gage and Sam, myself, and my father, of course. That was a third right there. My father’s close childhood friend, Liam Black, was also a member. Uncle Sam had once confided in me that Liam was meant to be the pack beta, but Gage had gone on a tear, wreaking so much havoc that the rest of the council had begun to pressure my father to take Gage on as the pack beta instead.

Taking out more than 300,000 gold and insulting the Raging Bull Clan was not worth it for the item. "Three hundred and ten thousand." A mocking voice rang out from the third-class stand, drawing everyone's attention—who would dare to disrespect the Raging Bull Clan in public? I was taken aback. However, I discovered that the voice came from the same room as the Raging Bull clan's, indicating that their rank was the same as the Raging Bull clan's. "It's Stone Turtle Clan members!" "It's no surprise they dared to cross the Raging Bull clan. They also have a Marquis!"

said a black skeleton. "Do you think your time is more important than mine? I'm not sitting idle at home, waiting to hold a meeting for fun! Of course, this matter is of great urgency. In fact, I would say that we need to inform the Monster Emperors about it, as well. I can only do that if all ten of us consider this matter important!" Said the Bull king, referred to as old Tiger. He had the head of a black tiger and a humanoid body just like the bull king. His body was covered in black fur.

He had unspeakable anger, but he can't vent it here - because he only recognizes one person: Dong, one of the four young wolves in the Black Hills, a wolf who cannot be messed with. “Hey, Mr. Greg, why are you here at our place?” Dong came over to say hello. “Why you are here too?” Greg asked with a smile. "Didn't Jason invest in a club here? I was preparing to cooperate with the Alpha Shawn. I also invested a little. Everyone here invested a little. Jason recently discussed cooperation here, so I invited everyone here to have fun... " Red knew how powerful his stepbrother was in the Black Hills. Just saying a word could attract a large number of new generations to follow him.

She sighed deeply. Yeah, the principal surely wouldn't do anything about the bullies. WHY? Because the bullies were no one else but the heartless Aleric Dolce, the famous biker Beau who was feared by almost everyone at college followed by Rosalie Yates, of course.

JAREK “I demand your presence here. NOW!” I send a mind link to Xillon, and Zane, the future Beta and Gamma. Our families have been the rulers of the Blood Moon Howler pack for several centuries. Our pack is the largest and most powerful worldwide, beyond the werewolf dominion overseas.

Ross may be a skilled warrior, but as an illegitimate child, he'll never be the Gamma of this pack. I took a deep breath, composing myself. "Is everything ready?" I asked, my voice firm. The warriors nodded in unison. I gave them a stern look. "Good. Remember, rule number one: show no mercy. Don't spare anyone." "Yes, Alpha!" they chorused, their voices echoing through the room. I donned my warrior attire, a sleek black leather tunic adorned with intricate silver embroidery, representing our pack's emblem. As I emerged, the warriors erupted into a chant, their voices thundering in unison: "All hail Lord Richard! All hail Lord Richard!"

“There are things I have to tell you about that first.” A sharp knock came from my bedroom door. Alex groaned. “I miss your personal home a lot right now.” So, did I. I marched to the door and yanked it open. I was shocked to see Blaze on the other side. I hadn’t approved him to go back to work, nor had we said much to each other since he got bad. We just stared at each other like strangers. Until he spoke first. “The pack members are complaining. They say there’s been a rise in livestock killings. It’s getting bad,” Blaze said.

The memory of that day came rushing back—sitting in that tiny, incense-filled room while some old woman with cloudy eyes stared at me like she could see straight through to my soul. "You'll get your wolf when you mate," she'd said, her voice raspy and certain. "Not before." I'd walked out thinking it was complete garbage. A scam to make desperate girls like me feel hopeful. But now, with this job opportunity dangling in front of me like a carrot I couldn't quite reach, her words didn't seem so crazy anymore. "You're saying I should just... find someone to mate with?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Yes!" Kyra's face lit up like I'd finally gotten the right answer. "Look, I know it

“So… I’m going to let you trade places with anyone in my inner circle.” Adam already knew who Jamie would pick. It wasn’t rocket science. The way Jamie’s eyes flickered to Ste confirmed it. Ste was the main culprit and most sadistic of the bullies. Obviously, Jamie would want to get revenge and Adam was willing to let him. It might even be fun to watch. “What the fuck?” Ste cried. Adam turned to him, leaned over him, and pressed his face right up close. “You fucking heard me!”