Black Got Novels & Stories

he explained. "Well let's hope for your sake that she shows up or we find another witch to give you a baby hybrid, You can tell the guards to extend the search to human territories, she might be hiding there, put up a huge sum of reward for anyone that can find her, humans love money and won't mind selling their soul to the devil to have it," I said to Richard, he nodded his head and was about leaving when Black entered the office. Black is a vicious and powerful leader of a rogue gang that has been working with me for some time now. He has been my right-hand man for many years. One thing I like about him is that he delivers any assignment given to him and his gang.

He was the only one that was wearing black, other in that room and those at the door from the restaurant were wearing pure white uniforms. The man was their boss and his name was BLACK MAN. He was a notorious adding criminal in US and it was only Buniyaminu's stepmother that he was working for but also uses to work as an hire assassin for other people and doing this for people not know that she was the one that he was working for.

Gritting her teeth, Layla refused. "You stubborn girl, why are you so obstinate!" Cheryl jabbed Layla's forehead forcefully, frustration evident in her voice. She continued to persuade Layla, "Do you know that Anthony was good friends with Mr. Black when he was abroad? You know who Mr. Black is, don't you? He's the world's richest person! "It seems like Mr. Black is currently in Skye City too. Anthony told me he's back in the country because he's starting a close collaboration with Mr. Black!"

The blond enforcer stood there, naked and lethal, his gold eyes still rimmed with the black ink of the beast. "Release him, Kan," Gideon rumbled. His voice was a physical weight in the room. Timothy’s eyes darted between them. "Gideon Blackwell. And the 'MadMax' of the Nelblack syndicate. I’m in a room with two walking corpses." "I haven't used that name in years," Kan said, his thumb brushing over the pulse point in Timothy's neck. He leaned in, his breath hot against Timothy's ear. "But for you, I might bring him back."

Now, this black color in the whole mansion starts to scare me, I don't know why. Rather, I love black, but for the first time in my life I became afraid of black. But I collect myself and take a deep breath and then exhale a large sigh of sorrow. And now, I started wiggling, turned the fingers of my left hand and stood in front of the door and then I held the door knob and turned onto the left side slightly to open the door, and then a voice of the door opening appeared in all this silence.

Harry's casual demeanor faded away. "Do you know Peter Black?" I asked. "The infamous mafia boss and CEO of Black Group?" "Exactly." I shared everything I knew with Harry, including my mistakes. He understood my actions in the aftermath, but also acknowledged that this Peter Black seemed to be a significant figure, a typical mafia type. I mocked him, suggesting that if Black was truly typical and only used his fists, would Neil be in harm's way?

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"We could ask Carter to help us set up an overseas bank account, like Albert did befo—" Before she could finish, Keegan flicked her forehead and said, "Technology is supposed to make our lives better, not help you do illegal stuff." Stella rubbed her forehead, pretending it hurt a bit from the flick. As she did that, she grumbled, "Didn't you use technology to send five million dollars to Albert?" "Our situations are different. I was being blackmailed, and you're trying to blackmail someone else." Keegan replied calmly. Stella rolled her eyes, finding his logic a bit of a stretch.

Phil, Adams, the organization, and whoever she was yet to meet. Kate breathed out just when she realized she had been holding her breath, “One thing they seem to have forgotten to account for is my heart—of the woman wielding it. They forgot that I am Blackwood. And Blackwoods… we don't break. We bend, we bleed, but we never, ever break.”

“That’s impossible!” “But why? It’s normal, no? I just asked him about the mission and he explained everything to me.” I shrug. “Keira.” Jayden places his hand on my shoulder, “When I told you that the Black Tiger doesn’t talk to anyone, I meant it. He never exchanged words with any of us, we don’t even know what his voice sounds like.” I raise an eyebrow and look at them nod. I laugh and run my fingers through my dark hair, “I guess I gave him no choice then.”