Black Lagoon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

‘How I wish you could see the potential, The potential of you and me. It’s like a book elegantly bound But in a language that you can’t read just yet…’ “Hi, guys! It’s a beautiful morning in San Diego and I’m here with the latest updates on ‘Black & White’ trilogy! I must say your feedback up to this point, is absolutely fantastic and I’m looking forward to making lots of progress on the edits for the third book, ‘Crimson Love’. I know a lot of you are anxious for info, so I hope to have an official release date for you as well as a cover reveal by the same time next week. I hope more of you will jump on board and take this romantic trip with all of you, already loyal fans, and with yours tr

Alpha Vincent replied and barged out of the hall. * Laura sat on the bed as tears trickled down her cheeks. "So, if not for Beta Lorenzo my mom will have been alive and I will have a brother or even a sister, my everyday dreams, he has ruined my life every minute, and he has given me a mark that killing me alone won't solve anything, it won't be to wipe away the pains he has given me for years, Beta Lorenzo and his daughter has taken more than enough important people of my life and important things that money can't buy, oh moon goddess why can't I be just happy and live a normal life? Why can't I get over my past without my past becoming a new future for me full of news and stuff's my mind c

Vlash said as he looks at the floor before he turns and face those people who are attacking. Even if he said that I still feel as bad. My chest also hurt so much and I can’t stop blaming myself. Also I still think I feel a little bit of jealousy deep inside me when I saw how Vlash looks at Flora that time I hurt her when I am under the control of the black goddess. I just wonder…… what will happen to Leo and Flora’s relationship now? I can see that there is this certain icy space that was created between Leo and Flora after they were under the spell of Demonica before. I teleport towards Lana seeing how she is having a hard time facing this big man that I think I saw before as the blacksmith

Black Moon just tilted his head. “Cat got your tongue now? I was really looking forward to seeing which twin you’d sacrificed to spare your lives.” “The only one who is going to be sacrificed here today is you!” Black Moon’s grin widened. “I see you got more delusional than last time.” Lila drew one dagger and twirled it once. “Watch that delusion turn into your fucking reality.” Killian’s blade slid free, eager to fight. “This is supposed to be an in and out job. Cut the small talk already.”

“Well, you have no choice Sierra Black. I do whatever I want—after all I needed a pup anyways. And you can do whatever you want too, but I know…. no man would want you. Of course, who would be bold enough to want to fuck the Luna of the Moon Eclipse Pack.“ My knees buckles beneath me, my chest is rising and falling with unrestrain fury. I can't stay here anymore and keep listening to this asshole. If I did, blood would definitely flow tonight. “Fine. Let's do it.“ My voice is steady, my eyes never leaving him. I saw the stunned look on his face. He clearly didn't expect that I would agree so easily. But it's fine…. I'm done fighting to keep a man that doesn't want to be kept. “But I swear, A

He shifted back, breath heaving. “Cassian,” he growled. “We ride for the palace. Now.” Without hesitation, the Lycans mounted their horses and rode into the night. If the Black Fang had touched a single hair on his mate’s head— He would burn the entire world down. _________________________________ Lillian’s breath came in sharp bursts, her muscles screaming, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t. The palace halls were littered with the bodies of Black Fang assassins, but more kept coming. Their dark cloaks blended with the flickering torchlight, their weapons glinting as they advanced.

He reached into his indigo sash with his left hand and pulled out a small, old iron fan that was inlaid with black glass runes the Shield of the Kurogane. He snapped the fan open with a sharp, metallic click. The moment Laila’s sapphire-blue blades struck the iron fan, a massive shockwave of black mist and silver fire erupted between them, the force of the spiritual collision shattering the stone pavers beneath their boots into a fine, gray dust. Laila was forced back three steps, her boots leaving deep ruts in the gravel, her arms vibrating with a dull, sickening numbness that she hadn't felt since the Bank of England.

She was utterly intimidated by how Black looked at her with fascination and adoration. The Alpha had once again said a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess. Then he let a hand slide down his Luna's back and guided her back and forth over him. Bianca closed her eyes and looked up before a sigh left her lips. "I don't plan on stopping at one," he grunted as he pulled the top of the dress down to come and take the tip of her breast between his teeth. Black dug his fingers into his Luna's hips and began to lift her so he could continue to thrust into her with more force. "I'm going to fuck you until the Moon Goddess graces us with a cub, Mate."

The nightmare always ends the same way. Lila on her knees in the mud. Rain plastering her hair to her skull, dripping down her face indistinguishable from tears. The silver cord inside her chest ripping apart fiber by fiber, a sensation like being flayed from the inside out while still breathing. Lucian's voice, flat as a blade: *"I, Lucian Blackwood, Alpha-heir of the Mooncrest Pack, hereby reject you, Lila Winstone, as my fated mate. You are released from the bond. You are released from the pack. You are released from my protection."*

However, Killian continued to mock and insult her, his eyes devoid of any remorse. Yifa shut her eyes tightly, placing a hand over her chest in an attempt to still the rapid thumping of her heart. It was merely a dream, an illusion she needed to dismiss. Once she regained her composure, she cautiously surveyed her surroundings. The room enveloping her was adorned in a deep shade of navy blue, housing an expansive king-sized bed. It bore a striking resemblance to Killian 's quarters, complete with a walk-in closet, a spacious bathroom, and a bookshelf crammed with literature and trinkets. Yifa didn't have to exert much mental effort to deduce that this was Black 's domain. The walls were ad