Black Crewmate Novels & Stories

“You want to fly with me?” He looked into her smiling eyes and all he wanted to say was yes. But his tongue was caught by the beauty in her wings. He wondered how they would look in the moonlight, but then he remembered. He had seen black wings in the moonlight, they weren’t hers but Xander. She was with him that night, flying with him. He couldn’t bear the thought of having left over. She had already had this experience with another man.

She chuckles and River raises his arms in defeat. "You got me." He laughs. "Are there names listed?" He asks and she peers at him with a hint of suspicion in her blue eyes. "I'm one of the three. River Kennedi?" He explains and she checks her tablet. "Oh, I didn't know you would be joining Mr. Black." The woman says as she peers down at the list. "Joining him?" River asks with a raised eyebrow and she smiles sheepishly. "Yes, Mr. Black is in the VIP section, would you like to join him?" She asks and River peers at her, hesitant to make such a decision.

Black The Origin Chapter 3: Purpose Having direct eye contact with his father's familiar green determined eyes. Alkhun evaporating black smoke, slowly coming back from him. "Violence is not the only Resolve," Kepler said staring at his youngest son, who is currently at 10 years of age. Then he switched his gaze to his oldest don, Marlo. Marlo Berhalksawn, Daughter of Arzar. A 20 years old child, and the most deserving to the seat.

Alistair asked, looking at Elara and then at me. My breath caught in my throat. Crap! What am I going to do? My mate is Alpha Black. The one who kills for fun. I can't be mates with him. It must be someone else. Elara looked at me questioningly and put the puzzle pieces together. Her green eyes widened, but I silently pleaded with her not to say anything. She nodded at me, and I mouthed thank you to her. I cleared my throat and said, "No, sorry. I have no idea who Alpha Black's mate is." Those words felt wrong coming out of my mouth and felt forced. Alistair nodded and gave me a small smile. I smiled back.

“Should I tell him that we are both your Mates?” I am not going to lie, I want Walker to know that I have two Mates and that they will support me as I navigate through this new chapter in my life. “Walker, these are my Mates: Daxton and Daroius. They were Alpha Preston’s Betas for decades.” I say after I have turned myself around in Darius’ arms. Oh, Man. I love the look of utter surprise on his face.

Not the name or the adoption certificate or even the plasma abilities. But the willingness to stand between innocent people and danger. To fight when necessary. To lead when no one else would. That's what made someone Blackwood. And today—in this scorched courtyard, surrounded by people who'd survived because we'd refused to give up—I'd proven I was exactly that. Shawn Blackwood. Seventeen years old, werewitch, plasma manipulator. Brother. Nephew. Packmate. Leader. It was terrifying and overwhelming and absolutely insane.

Caliana's POV The elder's cars started to arrive one by one. The first one to step out was a woman with short blonde hair. She looked intimidating and wore the latest fashion brand, "That's elder Christina Carter, everyone calls her CC, she was the Alpha of the Grey Lycan pack in the Northern region before she retired and her son took over," Alpha Edward whispered in my ear. I was supposed to know all this beforehand but it has been a stressful couple of days. I was grateful that he told me.

he speaks angrily with a sad look on his face . His face is dangerously close to mine as His dark penetrating gaze lingers on me patiently as he waits for me to say something. The sparks that erupt on my skin as our bodies brush against each other. This is not what I envisioned a while ago. I whimper in agony as I try to resist the mate bond . It's definitely now stronger . "Let me goo,"I whimper when I look at his strong arms encasing me," I don't wnat to be mated to you Jason infact I Annabelle Adams of the Red Zodiac pack reject-"

He was going to be entirely rude from the get-go? "What would someone even do with a mate like you?" he added, looking me up and down with an insulting smirk. I let his gaze wander until he was satisfied before speaking up again, keeping my voice small. "Can I at least know your name?" He groaned, rolling his eyes. "It’s Rodney. Rodney Fluke. Not that it’ll change anything, anyways. The girl you saw me with yesterday is the one I chose as my mate. The Moon must have made a mistake giving me a bond with a nerd like you."