Black Lagoon Roanapur Novels & Stories

The bell over the door rings and the smell of coffee hits me, and the barista smiles like this is just another afternoon. “Hey, what can I get you?” “Coffee,” I say. “Black.” She nods and turns around, and I watch reflections in the glass instead of faces. Two wolves I do not recognize. A hunter pretending to scroll. And something else that feels wrong, like rot mixed with metal. Gus is moving pieces. I take the coffee and leave without sitting, and the second I step back outside my phone buzzes again. A call this time. “Arachne,” I say when I answer.

Lyric added. Ru let out a deep breath. Rider was right. Ghosts could wait for another time. “Okay. So… what else do we need to know?” “There are lots of caves in the area,” Lyric continued. “And a beautiful lake, Saiko. Parts of the forest are absolutely stunning, but the portion we’ll be visiting is mostly dense trees, tangled and twisted much like in Reaper’s Hollow, and it will be easy to get lost. Also, cell phones usually don’t work because of the lava. And… the ground can sometimes split open over a cave.”

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

I ask, frustrated and upset with his lack of focus on the task at hand. “Could you read them to me?” he requests. I sigh, but do as he asked. “September 10th, 8:05am. Five rogues attacked the warriors on guard duty along the southernmost perimeter. All rogues were killed. Two warriors sustained shallow scratches. One on the arm. The other on the leg. The battle lasted for–” I cut off with a squeak as I feel something warm and wet touch the back of my neck. He licked me. Tyler licked me!

Then he contacted him. “Bacchus.” Minotaur said. Bacchus put his hand on his earpiece to hear him clearer. “Yes?” “Black Dragon and his company are all awake. We can’t ambush them.” Minotaur reported. Yeah. And you already alerted them with your shot. Bacchus irritatingly thought. “Standby. Pegasus is telling Cupid to hack this f*cking electric fence!” Bacchus ordered Minotaur. “Copy.” Minotaur answered.

A woman was in the middle, and her soaked dark hair hung to her waist. Anne! She was alive. Not yet strong enough to call out, he started to swim toward the boat before it left him behind. As he drew closer he recognized Godric, Ashton, Charles, Lucien, even Jonathan on board. Just beyond them two ships, the HMS Ranger and Ashton's merchant vessel Black Lily, were drifting around the wreckage of the Maiden Fair. The entire League and Anne were on that boat, all staring silently at something he could not see.

Third person POV: Ravan got on driver seat of his Black Beast Russian Aurus Senat which is a bulletproof car while Mukul got inside his sparkling blue Lamborghini as they both headed to a common ground where Vivan was hold captive by his men’s, after almost driving for fifty minutes straight they both got out at ‘Sikandar Bagh’, Sikander Bagh is quite famous and one of most abandon place in the city of Lucknow but for all wrong reasons!, there are some stories of goose bumpy experiences on this ground however this place is fully loaded with all illegal business of shabbier sheikh, from drugs to gold, to alcohol was smuggled by Shabbier also as this area was spread across 150 yards there was

“They fell because of the thick black fog…and he warned me too… on the day they lost their two friends, there is a black mist that descended so they couldn't see anything…and Ronan then saw a mirage…there is someone who took him swimming in a lake… even though there is no lake near here…he was told to swim with the figure, Ronan was already playing with the water…sat on the edge…and almost jumped, fortunately Alpha Burdak held him at the time, because what Ronan was going to jump is not a lake…but this ravine on the side other." "Gosh... I just heard that there is news about the black fog... I've never met it in my life... so it's that bad..." Roe nodded in understanding, he seemed to respec

The possibility of this lead leading us to her made me gather security officers, and we started our 2-hour ride to Blackfang. Even though the territory was just a two-hour drive from the capital and from the palace, it was basically a slum with small houses made of warped timber and rusted sheet metal. The houses were illogically arranged. You could open your door onto your neighbor’s living room, and there was a smell in the air, from the open gutters, mixed with the distinct smell that marked the rogues as different from normal wolves. The rogues here were the logical rogues; they were the ones who didn't go feral and were condemned to roaming the forest. But they couldn't live among the n

"The whisper is *hungry*." The mark on my throat flared so bright I gasped. And behind us, in the heart of the orchard, the old stone we had laid as the foundation of Moon's Refuge began to glow—not silver-gold like our binding, but a deep, pulsing, vein-red that stained the grass around it like spilled blood. I reached Lira just as she began to fall. I caught her against my chest, her small body trembling, her hands clutching my tunic, her eyes finally back to their normal silver but wide with a terror that made my heart split in two.