Black Novel Novels & Stories

“And how is Magnus?” “He is as well as can be expected. Looking forward to seeing you. We will have dinner with him this evening.” I nodded as he led me inside to the great room. The interior did not disappoint. Everything was an open layout. The decor and lighting were moody with black and gold accents. Black was my best color, so naturally I was a fan. I looked around the kitchen that led into what seemed to be a common area. Walking down the halls, I noticed a library with a huge selection of books, and I imagined myself enjoying some quiet time there. As we continued to walk down the long halls, I noticed aside from the vampires that had accompanied us on our trip, I had yet to see anyon

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He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

Avery and Gio were in their bedroom. I made myself a cup of coffee, locking myself inside the library and searching for a book that would satisfy my craving. I came across a novel titled 'The Black Dahlia' by James Ellroy. The title was quite interesting, so I grabbed the book and sat on one of the armchairs, making myself comfortable and beginning to read. The story was intense. I was sucked into it. i was so invested in the crime fiction book that I almost missed the sound of a knock coming from the door. I used my pen to keep track of the page number, before looking up to see who the hell interrupted my moment with the book.

The way they kiss as well as the way she put his hand to hers ----- From that moment he badly pinched his cheek again reminding himself that he needed to plot a plan for the black market he had entered a while ago. There, he stood up and went to the bookshelves inside his room to look for published books that had relations for any black trading or the underground trading. However, what he only saw were those about the empire, noble society as well as other things talking about the imperial academics but none of those were related to the one he's finding 'There's no such thing as a book like that in here because it was mainly kept a secret that no one would dare to publish'

Books started to float from the shelves and some covered by dust were already whispering their chronicles early in her ears. —In a definite circle, books began to fall everywhere in the spacious room. Her savagely vicious moves made a victorious win by murdering the light in the library, as the light on her palm went off all at once. Many of the books had a black pigment that was harshly devouring them amidst a world with no identity. "I did it!" She screamed totally after pausing to the last step of her moves. Her eyes were wide awakened by contentment and boast. With quickened footsteps, she dashed to the shelf and found only two books still laying.

A cold breeze ran through her skin, she turned to face the only window in Noir's room, and there she also spotted his table, colored in black. Blanche wondered why it was the only one that's painted in black. The curtains were grey, a shelf was brown, his chair was colored deep blue same with the carpet. She went and ran her pointing finger on the edge of the table. She ended with a clean forefinger, not one single dust caught. Which was opposite to what she expected. Noir liked that table most, no wonder he wrote so many books there. Blanche hasn't read not even one book of him. He said his books were not for children. He should've said that no child named Blanche could read it.

Toby asked with an etched eyebrow, watching Yara pull out a big sized novel from the shelf and Barnes smile proudly. "Thatweird_author." she replied, holding the novel up to his eye level. A bestseller mystery- thriller, crime fiction novel with the name written boldly on it 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 -𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍. "Barnes books?" Toby asked, a smile rested on his face as Yara looked at him in perplexity.

***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.***