Black Oc Novels & Stories

"Drop the keys, Darcy," Malcolm Ashford growls, his massive, heavily scarred hand slamming onto the hood of the dark Blackwood Range Rover idling at the entrance of Silveroak Keep. His wolf eyes flare a dangerous, golden amber in the moonlight, dominance pulsing off his massive frame in thick, suffocating waves. "You don't get to drive pack property out of this territory. You leave the way you came—with nothing."

But I'm very sure I gave him the right address and Kuzma has gone to the house before. “What do you mean by that? What do you find strange?” “I can see shadows moving inside the house, none of them has stepped out. And there was a car parked near the premises.” He reports in Russian and my heart sinks. Adrian is not expecting anyone and whose car is that? “What kind of car is there?” My voice is sharp, the both of us conversing in Russian. “It's a black-tinted Jeep. There is no plate number on it.” He informs me and I suck in a deep breath.

He looked incredibly fragile in the harsh daylight, his face smeared with soot, his small frame making him look more like a juvenile runner than the sole heir to the Black Eagle dynasty. "The kid's reached his physical limit, Okoye," Redmond Vance called out, intercepting my path as I approached the lead vehicle. He didn't bother using my title, his stance defensive as he gestured toward Obi. "He spent the entire night breathing in refinery smoke and chemical fumes while your men were securing the perimeter wire." "He’s an Ashford," I replied smoothly, my gaze dropping to the pale, shivering kid. "If he can't survive a single border transit ambush, he won't last a week inside the central syn

it has a huge clinic, and it’s owned by doctors, who are rich, they also have a health care center in the city, almost close to black fur. Charlie, doesn’t have friends, she’s always found it hard to keep one for too long. Opening her school bag to take out her book for the next class she bumps into a solid back, and like the spit fire she is, she speaks up first. “why did you stop?” she asks, the big black guy turns around and looks at her only to reveal a pair of green eyes, what a contrast to his dark skin she thought, he looked smart, his height is something she will have to keep in her mind for a few days, but something was off, he had a scent, and it’s been a long time since she’s come

Ding! Red Alert! Ding! Red Alert! Ding! Ding! Ding! RED ALERT! Blackening Value increase-75% The blackening happened so suddenly that Omeo who heard an unfamiliar sound inside his head furrowed his brows, as he was thinking who is it, having to cross a thought that he might have been bonded by a system suddenly made him feel ecstasy but before he feel an un-presented joy of finally having a system despite him not being a hero or Sotiras, a big shadow that was shaped into a weird figure appeared in front of him.

Meanwhile, Adrian came to my side, and looking at me with more questions, he picked me in his arms. «she needs a doctor, now,» he said and escorted me to the open room, Atlas’s room. I held on to him, it felt weird, he was angry, warm, and afraid, and fear radiate out of him. He placed me on the bed and I felt a bolt of pain in my left arm where the wound was healing, making me scream my heart out; I looked at my hand, seeing black veins covering the wound. «What is that?» asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.

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This beautiful man in all his glory. "F*uck, f*uck, f*uck." He shudders, as if he's about to lose control. He reaches between us and circles his thumb over my cl*it, making my body contract. "Cum for me baby," he growls as his c*ock hits me harder and harder. "Oh God," I sigh. "Oh... oh!" I cry out, and I grab the sheets beneath me as an orgasm rips through my body at once. "Fuck. We're so good at this." He says panting laying beside me.

Leah mumbled, shaking her head silently. **** MONTERIO INVESTMENT*** A black shiny limousine stopped right in front of the company. The chauffeur came out of the limo and opened the back seat door. A pair of black shiny shoes could be seen stepping out of the car and then out of it, came a tall silhouette figure, he's putting on a black shade. Immediately the guards set their eyes on him, they bowed their heads immediately. "Morning sir" they chorused. He simply nodded and then entered the company, his bodyguards followed behind immediately.

And the monster underneath it finally reveals itself, the Collins - series Obsidian, black, massive looking like a predator itself. Even buried under dust and grime, the shape is unmistakable. My throat tightens. “I would recognize this silhouette anywhere, “ I murmur, my voice rough has hell. “Even in hell,” I grunt out as I smash the side, which causes a dent in the side. I step closer, the front hood catches the light, and my breath stops, it's bent, a jagged misalignment, like a scar. Slowly, I reach out and press my palm against the hood.