Black Noir X Reader Novels & Stories

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

Maybe if I trick people this could work. I hide in Xane's changing locker. He always comes here with Alex to get his drugs. I wait… and wait. “Come on dude, quick! We need to get these before the bell goes.” Xane shouts to Alex. He opens his locker. I quickly slice his throat before he can think of doing anything and jump out. Alex begins to run and scream. I chase him down and throw him to the floor. I turn him around and I sit on him. “Revenge is s… sweet!” I laugh.

Ezekiel glared at the Beta. "Go get some action, Hunter." Noelle smirked. "You seem to be the one itching to have a dick in your ass." "Noelle!" Ezekiel groaned. "What?" The duo looked over at the prude of an Alpha. "If you are uncomfortable listening to people talk about something sooo normal, maybe you should switch off your hearing and block us out." Hunter said. And Noelle agreed as she nodded, taking the book from Hunter. "Wow, it does say half-breeds are inherently evil." She pouted as she skimmed through the pages.

Either way, I am glad he’s here. “It says here that the wolves that we acquire are classified according to their strengths. The black wolf… one of the rare kinds and one of the strongest as well. The only werewolves who acquire black wolves are those who have direct Lycan blood.” Alden nods, listening intently. “Come to think of it, you have a black wolf, right?” I ask while flipping through the pages. Alden smiles. “Yes. My wolf’s name is Noir. He can be a little shit sometimes.” He pauses for a bit and briefly closes his eyes as if he’s talking to his wolf. “But he’s very reliable.”

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I jump when I see him. Prime Alpha Nikolai Blackwell. And he looks grim. Deadly eyes of his rolls down to size me up, face flat and expressionless, and his hair covers a large part of his forehead. And he's shirtless. He's sweating. He must have been exercising. I swallow a large lump that hurts my throat. My thoughts spiral. He's exquisite, wearing a grey pant that reveals his packed bulge. His bare chest carries a dark ink, spreading from his chest down to his spine and to his back. A large tattoo of a wolf!

Behind her stood Jax, bleeding, his back to her, facing down someone cloaked in shadow with eyes like burning coal. "Stop it," Nova whispered. "Stop. Stop. Stop please!" The woman in the veil spoke finally, but her voice was layered dozens of voices speaking as one. She sounded possessed. Her eyes turned black and face turned to look like a corpse. She gave Nova an evil smile and Nova screamed. Nova shook her head, heart racing. "What am I supposed to do? Just tell me!" The pool's surface shimmered again, showing four identical books—Ruins texts, all open, pages turning by themselves in the wind. One page glowed gold, one bled ink, one turned to ash, and one remained blank.

Maybe I’ll stand there and watch everyone else be claimed while I remain unchosen, unwanted. I swallow hard and carry a tray of drinks across the room, pretending my heart isn’t trying to beat its way out of my chest. Then the door at the far end opens. The room goes quiet in a wave. He walks in like he owns the floor, the walls, the air. Liam Blackwood. Future Alpha of Nightfall Pack. Tall, broad shoulders, dark hair pushed back carelessly, eyes the color of a storm over the mountains. Power rolls off him in waves, thick and heavy, pressing against my skin.

Harris flashed a grin and replied, "But, werewolf, what exactly were you going on about? How is it possible to become friends with a werewolf? They look like wild animals, don't they?" As soon as he mentioned Blacky, Elevena's disposition immediately improved, and she responded with excitement, "However, this is not the case. Blacky is not like this at all. Blacky is the name I give him due to his stunning all-black appearance and reddish-hazel eyes." Harris furrowed his brows and nodded while looking at Angelina and Peter, both of whom avoided making eye contact with him. Harris was aware of the person she was referring to. It was obvious that she was referring to Damon because no other Alp

Beta Noir was leading the patrol group for the night. He had made it his utmost aim to catch and extract information from every rogue lurking around in the darkness. He geared up himself before leaving for the packed gate where he’d meet the speedy awaiting group. He flexed up his muscles underneath his shadow black armor shins. Noir never really fancied color that much. As he approached the gate, he saw Alpha Damon come through it. He halted and bowed his head.