Black Knights Novel Ava And Pierce Novels & Stories

", The couple greeted and Ava thanked them. "So? What's my gift?", Ava asked excited. "You want a niece? I'll make one right away what say Priti?", Kyra made gag noises as Ava glared at Virin. "God someone put some sense and sensor to his mouth", Priti cried pushing her boyfriend away as he tried to kiss her. They talked for a while and promised to courier a gift soon. •_____• "Let's go downstairs they have been waiting for us", Kyra dragged Ava raising a question "Don't you wanna change first?", Ava shook her head pulling her hoodie down. "This is comfortable", Kyra rolled her eyes and smiles she knew whose hoodie that was.

Twenty-two years of careful planning, all unraveled because Ava couldn't accept her place in the hierarchy. My sister Katya had been destroyed by powerful men who thought they were untouchable. I'd spent two decades building an operation that proved no one was untouchable. That the powerful could be brought low. That women discarded as inconvenient could become instruments of revenge and profit. Three billion dollars annually. Fourteen countries. Thousands of women disappeared, repackaged, and sold to the highest bidder. It was beautiful in its efficiency. And the Blackstone family had destroyed it all. Richard Blackstone had killed my sister. So I'd planned to destroy his son and heir. But

I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story. I am Azazel Black, and this is my story of falling in love with my mother’s murderer. I am the only one who could keep you safe; they all fear me. If they dare bare their teeth at you, darling, I will pull them out one by one and hang them as my necklace. ……………

His rage-filled golden eyes were turning black. "Let her go," Darian uttered through gritted teeth. Right then, the vampire with the knife increased his pressure on the knife. My eyes widened as blood dribbled down Ava's neck, the sweet scent of her blood instantly spreading into the atmosphere. Both vampires gasped, their eyes widening. "Reka... she's a bloody Reka!" Beside me, Darian growled, the mere sound of it sending shivers down my spine. "Hands off my woman."

My mind raced with possibilities. Before I could say a word, a firm hand gripped my upper arm, pulling me aside. I turned to see a warrior standing beside me, his expression stern. “Please step aside,” he instructed, his tone gruff. “I am Ava. I am Jacob’s—” I began, but the warrior interrupted, roughly pulling me to the side. The music shifted to something more romantic, and the guests rose from their seats, smiles blooming on their faces as they looked toward the French doors.

Ava's POV The engine hummed beneath me, a steady thrum against the restless beat of my heart. Dylan had offered me a place in his vehicle, a place beside him, but I’d refused. I needed the comfort of my own people, the familiar faces of Kyle, Ryan, and even Mitchell, whose presence here felt both a blessing and a curse. Mitchell, with her burning hatred for Georgia, my older sister, had insisted on coming to Moonstone with me, hitching a ride in a separate truck. Her presence was a sharp edge against the dull ache of fear that gnawed at me.

She met his attack head- on, their brands colliding with a resounding crash. The force of the impact transferred shockwaves through the ground, but Ava didn't falter. " Your reign ends then," she declared, her voice cold and bent ." For Kairo." With a swell of strength, she drove her brand forward, piercing the commander's armor and striking true. He staggered back, unbelief etched across his features as he fell to his knees. Ava stood over him, her expression grim and enduring. With a final, decisive strike, she ended his life, sealing the fate of his forces. The remaining adversary dogfaces, witnessing the fall of their leader and the impregnable fury of Ava, began to retreat in fear. Thei

“We make a pact… with our enemies.” —A DANGEROUS ALLIANCE Later that night, Ava stood before a sealed cave beneath the mountain cliffs. It was forbidden territory. Home to the exiled pack of shadowborn rogues—wolves who once betrayed the moon and lived. Her voice rang out through the silence: “I am Ava Pierce. Sovereign of the Blood Moon. I come not to conquer, but to bargain.” No one moved. Then… the earth cracked. A figure emerged. Eyes pure black. A brand of exile burned into his chest.

The pack howls again, and this time, it feels like laughter. Blackthorn is whole. The night is ours. And for once, I don’t mind being a little bit immortal. ***End of Book 1*** Thank you so much to all the wonderful people who read this book. These characters have crawled under my skin and set up camp. Knowing I’m not the only one who loves them, warms my heart. Please keep a look-out in the coming weeks for Book 2, where we follow Kieran on his journey to rebuild Silvercrest, and maybe finally find a love of his own. Blood Oath: A Different Kind of Alpha, by Quinn Montclair.

Her voice was barely a whisper. "Tell me we can defeat them." Kieran's gaze never left the tunnel. "No." Ava swallowed. "You're supposed to say yes." "I won't lie to you." The creatures began moving. Heavy footsteps echoed through the prison, each one sending small vibrations through the stone floor. Nova tightened her grip on the Blackthorn dagger. Her instincts screamed at her to run. Yet she remained where she was. She couldn't leave Kieran. Not now. Not after finding him.