Black Joker Siberian Iris Novels & Stories

"You're going to expose the whole pack! Calm the hell down!" Fenris snaps his head around, and my breath physically hitches in my throat. His bright blue eyes are entirely gone, replaced by a swirling, terrifying void of pitch black and glowing gold flecks, the irises completely bled out by his wolf, Damian. His jaw is already partially shifted, his canines brutally elongated and dripping with saliva.

She threw back her head— And unleashed a long, soul-rending howl. One hundred voices answered her. One hundred wolves hungry for justice. Sokaris shifted beside me but he wasn't merely a wolf. He was something far older. Far more terrifying. An enormous beast cloaked in fur blacker than the emptiness between the stars. Ancient silver runes shimmered along his flanks like forgotten constellations. Vladimir remained in human form. Yet somehow, he looked every bit as dangerous. He moved with the effortless grace of an apex predator. A shadow sharpened into flesh.

He rubs against me and licks my stomach while I giggle; yeah, definitely just a big puppy. I'm a little nervous as I call Tamisra forward. Alpha Gunther was pissed my wolf was black; typically, only Alpha wolves were black. In fact, I don't think there's ever been a recorded black wolf who wasn't an Alpha. She was so black she had hints of blue, which Alphas don't have, her aura was normal, and she was actually on the smaller side, so he dropped it. Stupid male egos are so fragile.

I pointed, my voice a touch higher than usual. Viktor didn't even glance in the direction I pointed. Instead, he stared at me with a mixture of exasperation and amusement. "Wolf? Ria, there's no wolf. Did you see Harley? He was out with me earlier." "No, it wasn't Harley!" I insisted, feeling heat creep into my cheeks despite the chill of the water. "It was a huge black wolf, with eyes like sapphires!" My voice softened a fraction. "At least, I think it was a wolf..." Doubt crept in under Viktor unwavering gaze.

He has his hands in his pockets and is dressed in an immaculate suit which no doubt costs a pretty penny. “Itsuki, a pleasure to finally meet you,” I say with an outstretched hand. He walks over to me and shakes it, all while looking me dead in the eye. But then something odd happens - his eyes turn completely black for a split second before they switch back to their dark brown. In that split second, an image gets burned into my mind: a short, shriveled-up old man with an elongated head wearing a silken robe - behind him stood terrifying creatures.

I approach the table and stand behind him to squeeze his shoulders, “Alcohol doesn't suit you.” Jayden turns his head and smiles weakly when he sees me, “Keira, come here.” he surprises me by seizing my arm strongly and making me sit on his lap. I hear the agents around us gasping and whispering to each other. I turn and wave my hands to tell them that he's only acting this way because he's still under the effect of vodkas and martinis he’s had last night. I spot the Black Tiger near the door, he looks at me with his dark eyes, piercing mine and making me look away. His eyebrow is raised; he must have misunderstood my relationship with Jayden like the others did. But the strange thing is tha

Her eyes wandered to Sandro's, and she realized his once beautiful sea-green orbs were starting to turn into a darker colour. It was different from the colour of the berserker wolf which was red with golden rings around it and the normal wolf which was black and flecked with gold. This was the blackest of black. A freaking vantablack and the more she stared at it, the more she felt it drawing her in. Thalia shook her head and bit her lower lips. “Sandro!” She shouted as he began to shift. “Get the fúck out of here!” He growled, straining against the chain restricting him.

I was so happy that even though he was trying to choke me I passed him a genuine smile His anger aggravated on seeing my smile and he increased the pressure on my neck making it diificult for me to breathe While doing this my head fell back and the hood covering my eyes came down. He looked into my eyes and suddenly his grip on my neck loosened I knew he would recognise my eyes My eyes were the rarest Not because they were puple or green or grey But because they were pure black They were so black that you couldn't distinguish between my orbs and iris As black as the night with dark moon lunar phase

Zuberi hits a few buttons on his pad, and a big photo pops up under the glass. The male in the picture has a perfectly carved jaw, eyes like a deep black cavern, and a royal face that looks completely flawless. Even though he is standing with a big group of Alpha Council wolves, his massive power makes him stand out like a giant mountain. Any wolf who looks at the pad will see him first. "Mommy, look at him! He is super handsome, right?" Idris Blackthorne? The air leaves my lungs in a huge gasp, and my eyes stretch wide as I stare at the screen.

she rasped. “Fucking hours. I’ve left you to recover. Who’s Jay Jay?” Lizzy refused to answer. Ivan crouched before her. What did she ever see in the man? He reminded her of a Komodo dragon. His flat lizard eyes were black orbs in his cruel face. Ivan’s angular jaw and harsh brow loomed in her blurred vision. He licked his lips and traced her collarbone through her torn shirt with a damp hand. “When you sang my song—”