Novel & Cerita Black Lagoon Fanfiction

I was burning. I stepped closer as I closed the distance between us. “We aren’t related by blood, Lily. Stop pretending like there’s some barrier when you know there isn’t.” Her lips parted into a soft and cruel laugh. “You really want to play this game, Ray?” She leaned in just enough that I caught the faintest trace of her perfume. “Because let me remind you… I am a daughter of Black and you’re their son, we can’t do anything about it, I would be with Lucas.”

Yes readers, this is the end of Black Luna, just as how I imagine it. But hey, Black Luna fits this story doesn't it? Black means dark, not good, bad things will happen vibe? And she's a Luna, so...fits! I think you will exclaim and say "Huh?! Over already?! So this means...." And a question after that. So I'll answer some questions which I think you'll be wondering. 1. So this is the ending?!

That's when the events of the last week hit me. I am no longer a slave to the Blackforest Pack. I'm supposed to be the luna and beta female of the Moonlight Pack. I strained my head to look up into Damien's face. The expression on his face pulled at my heart. He looked sad and concerned. Just as I was going to ask to use the restroom, the door to the bedroom we were in opened.

The world bent beneath our feet, folding like paper, tearing like silk. Still, we moved. Closer. “Liana,” I called softly. She didn’t look up. “Baby, it’s Mama. You’re okay now. You’re safe.” A lie. We both knew it. Her shoulders shook once. Twice. A sob or laughter—I couldn’t tell. Then… she lifted her head. Her eyes weren’t Liana’s anymore. Not brown. Not blue. Black. Endless. Reflecting stars that hadn’t been born yet. Behind her, the figure emerged again. Not Damian. Not the thing from the vault.

As much as possible, I want to keep being the ignored and neglected little ghost sister to them and stay far away from their radar. The discussion moves on to matters of treaties, war, and politics. Thankfully, it seems that after the initial surprise, no one seems to care that I have chosen a Lycan. No one thinks me worth a second thought, even Leonel, who I fear grew interested enough to keep an eye on me, is already at work in making his new Lycan slaves his footstool. 'Just hold on a little longer, everyone,' I silently tell them. I know they can't hear me but I prefer I don't give them empty words. What they want and need is action and results.

The scene inside slammed into me like a physical blow. Lucian Blackwood had the woman bent over his desk. Her dress was bunched around her waist, expensive silk crumpled like discarded tissue. His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into bare flesh hard enough to leave marks. The sharp crack of skin meeting skin echoed through the room. She moaned, a throaty, desperate sound. “Harder,” she gasped. “Please, Alpha.” My body froze. Brain struggling to process. This was the legendary playboy heir I’d been warned about, the man I was supposed to report to, the future leader of the most powerful pack in the northern territories.

"For...give." A blush slowly appeared on her cheeks, at the sensation she felt. "Forgiven." She managed to speak. Immediately, the Lycan lifted his head, his glowing mismatched eyes stared directly at her. Raine froze instantly, those eyes were exactly the same, black and blue. Her lips parted softly, "Your Highness?" The Lycan immediately scrunched his snout, clearly displeased. Raine blinked softly, ‘Did I guess wrongly?’ The Lycan stared at her for a few seconds.

She couldn't look away from the tanks. "He was going to cut them open," Leela whispered, the sheer, psychopathic reality of it finally settling into her bones. Her hands came up to grip Fennigan's thick forearms where they were wrapped around her waist. The Luna and the former Luna stared at each other, entirely united by the devastating trauma of the Blackwood curse.

Whispering, huskily. "Mating is making love and permanently making you Mine!" I say looking deep in her eyes. A seems scared at first but then a slow, warm smile graces her face. 'OURS!' I hear Kane roar, giving me a migraine, sighing. "Ours." I repeat. She looks kinda spooked. She gulps nervously. "Oh.. ok.. cool. I think I understand now. But can you tell me why you're eyes change to black sometimes?" She asks worriedly. Black? "I've never seen them turn black before." That's new.. Ja'el P.O.V

Mina asked in a whisper leaning closer to Lynn. “That is Lennox the black dragon, Dradon and Nix were looking for. I still don’t feel a connection with my sister, so she is still possessed by the White Tiger.” Lyn answered as she called her swords. “Uh bae, you might want to put a jet pack on your back, because I don’t think we gone last them five minutes. Lynn’s sister is her along with their long-lost black dragon.” Ji’lahni said, into the earpiece. They heard a deafening howl signaling Maka had shift completely, not giving a damn about the laws for them not to shift while in the human world. All he could think about was getting to his mate. Blaze had heard the howl and knew something was