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A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

Black The Origin Chapter 37: Stepping out. It was a busy street in the Arzona Capital. At the market, lots of tourists and citizens have preoccupied the streets. Alkhun whose wearing his black cloak keeps bumping on different people in the streets. It has been weeks since he started traveling avoiding any capitals. He headed to the Capital of Arzona in the southern part of the East Continent.

"Yes he has, Ibekwe. Be strong and have faith." James shuffled towards the door. "James!" "Yes, Ibekwe." "What will you call your new book?" "I thought of a simple but strong name. I will call it: Shading Black: The trilogy of an African village. The name fits it." "James!" Ibekwe called again. "Yes, Ibekwe." "The name of your book is perfect. Thank you for everything." James kept quiet. He raised his hands and wiped the tears in his eyes. "Goodbye, Ibekwe," he said.

The rest of the busy room always seemed to blur into static whenever he looked at me that way. Dangerous. Very dangerous. Harmony suddenly gasped, her fingers tightening violently around her books. "Oh my God." I shifted my stance away from her. "What now?" She pointed a rigid finger toward the heavy book still sitting on the shelf between us. "The creepy history book." I followed her gesture, my pulse quickening slightly as I read the faded gold lettering on the spine: The Founding Families of Black Hollow. Right. The entire reason I had wandered over to this dusty section in the first place.

her voice was jammed as she said that "I thought I loved him, really thought and there was even a time where I thought I was loved too. That Callisto had for me the same feeling he had for his wife." 'Oh' I thought 'then that Elaine wasn’t so unreal,' I flattered my lips. With every word of Elaine, the book I had read became more obvious, clearer. The sacrifice of the demon king was not a silly book, it was the first life of a child who was afraid of darkness. It was the story of a human who despaired at the idea of being dumped in that dark and scary place, because what the novel was about - it wasn’t even 1% of the real things Elaine had to go through.

The thirty Black Hawks were lined up like a silent funeral procession, their rotors still radiating a shimmering heat haze that smelled of burnt fuel and desperation. Skylar stood at the base of the boarding ramp, her bare feet numb against the freezing steel. She pulled Sebastian’s trench coat tighter around her, the collar turned up to hide the fresh, dark bruises Landon had branded onto her neck. The wind whipped the heavy fabric around her legs, snapping like a black flag that refused to be lowered in surrender. The bite mark on her thigh throbbed—a rhythmic, searing ache that felt as though Landon’s teeth were still sinking into her skin with every step she took.

The closer the fog grew, the faster the black on her dress spread. After running for a while, the white on her dress was completely gone and the fog had now assumed a humanoid shape but she still hadn't reached the end of the field. The only surviving lily was there one she was carrying and all around her was a sea of black. She was getting tired, her lungs were burning and her legs were aching. However, she didn't stop running, she couldn't afford to stop.

🔞 ♠️ #BLACK_ACE ♠️ 🔞 ♠️ Chapter 1 ♠️ #OMNISCIENT_POV HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! Cheerful sounds of laughter echoed inside the Xstacy club which is known to be one of the most exclusive and the most ᙭- rated clubs in Abuja.

The king was focused to Chief Black at once. "We found this in hidden in the belongings of the crown princess, Your Majesty." Chief Black lifted his hand for everyone to see. I gasped and my throat ran dry when I saw what he was holding. It is a black little bottle with black lid. "And we found out that it indeed contains the deadly extract of the poisonous flower Lily of Morte." I felt like my whole world crumbled into ashes. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. It felt like doom was suddenly in front, standing right before me.

In such weather, people hid at home, afraid to suffocate from the asphyxiating fumes, get lost and fall off the hill into the depths of the sea. The water seemed to calm. No sound of waves. No cries of seagulls. The Black Cliff sank into sleep, disturbed only by the quiet footsteps of Nocté. The current brought warmth from the south. For a while, the sea ceased to resemble icy tentacles and now warmed the girl's bare feet. There was a faint whistle in the silence, and a light came on in the fog.