Black Noir X Reader Novels & Stories

He looked ethereal, terrifyingly beautiful and his skin was just like last night with black veins webbed across his face and neck while his hair glowed faintly. Blood stained his lips and his hands had bite marks… like he had tried to hurt himself. His eyes were completely black. Not a single trace of Xlynor in them. I stumbled backwards. “Come on, Xlynor,” I whispered desperately. “You’re not going to hurt me, are you? We’ve been through a lot. You can’t just kill me.” He stared at me with his completely black eyes before walking towards me slowly—predatory. “I know you’re in there,” I said, my voice breaking. “Please listen to me. I don’t want to die. I’ll behave. I’ll respect you. I’ll be

It landed near Xaren’s boot, catching in a crack between two stones. A flicker of motion drew Xaren’s eye. He crouched quickly, plucking the parchment from the ground. It was small—folded tightly, stained with blood at the corners and smudged with dirt. His gaze lingered on the seal for only a moment—Nyxorian black wax, unmistakable, deep and glossy black, bearing the unmistakable sigil of Nyxoria: the snarling head of a black wolf with a serpent curled through its fangs. He turned the note over in his hand, a chill crept through him and his heart tightening as he rose to his feet.

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NARC wanted to off options for those who first came. The pack still exists, somewhere to the north of the Lilac Grove. People still come hoping to learn about the once secret world of the legendary supernatural creatures. This ends Wolf’s Den Bar & Grill. Yes, the story still goes on. If you haven’t read other parts of this story. It all starts with the A Black River Pack Series: Book 1: His Brother’s Mate/A Black River Pack Yule Book 2: Hell Hounds Book 3: Serving the Alpha at His Whim

The black SUV pulled up outside an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city at midnight. My heart was pounding as Damien Sinclair gripped my thigh possessively, his fingers digging into my skin. “Tonight you fight,” he said, voice low and dark. “And when you lose… because you will lose… the entire club gets to use you as the prize.”

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A ferocious roar filled his ears, seemed to fill up the whole world, and he could feel the vibrations as the panther gave chase. As he started down the stairs, he tried to kick the door closed behind him but he also didn’t want to pause even for a second, and he didn’t think his kick was forceful enough to get the door closed all the way. He picked up his speed, nearly tumbling down the stairs, sure that he could feel the breath of the animal on his neck. He raced to the closest bookshelf, full of hardback volumes by Stephen King. Hoping to buy himself a little more time, he grabbed one of the thicker books—Bag of Bones—and hurled it toward the stairs just as the panther came into the librar

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

"He’s about to find out how fast a paper trail can turn into a funeral." "Print it," Lina ordered. "Every name. Every cent. I want a mountain of evidence." "The printer's gonna melt at this rate." The progress bar on the screen froze halfway. Lina’s jaw tightened. "Noah?" "Relax. It’s just the handshake." Noah didn't look up. "Come on, you greedy bastard. Take the bait." The bar turned neon green. "Naked," Noah breathed, a jagged grin splitting his face. "Takahashi is officially naked."

Blake wаѕ angry and seemed lіkе hе wanted to hurt ѕоmеthіng whеn I shared mу раіn. Thеѕе twо mеn аrе wіrеd completely differently. Yеt hоw саn I bе аttrасtеd to thеm both? Hоw am I even attracted tо Jаѕоn аt аll? Blаkе hаѕ mу heart. [Next POV from 'Carrie' in Chapter 41] ******** Author Note: Check out my 2nd Series "Forbidden Love Stories (Book 2)" on Goodovel. It is more sensual and has many hot steamy romance scenes and episodes which will make you curl your toes in excitement.