Black Organization Conan Novels & Stories

She was strong as a hulk and could command an army of rogue werewolves, controlling men, including me. Conan's bright lipstick shone like neon lights. He was intersex, having both male and female sex organs. It was incredible how the most unlikely people had the most strength. The rogues dressed in all black. We were from different packs; some were omegas, tired of molestation from their pack mates, some rebels and others had their reasons for leaving their pack, but we all shared one thing in common. A pound of flesh. Revenge ignited our blood like fire, burning away everything that stood in our way.

John was obviously nervous, even stuttering. Saber Twelve didn't know what the movie they were talking about was, but he couldn't help marveling at the fact that Samuel was able to scare the top leader of the Black Sheep Organization so much that he was stuttering. The Black Sheep Organization was the most infamous killer organization in the world. In front of Samuel, the head of this organization did not have the aura of a superior. He even spoke in a pleading tone. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Saber Twelve would not have believed that such a thing would happen.

’Good morning staffs, I would very much like to make this meeting a very short one’ The manager tells us. ‘For the new staffs who do not know the boss, this is mr. Jones Black, C.E.O of Mars private hospital, which you all know has branches all over the continent’. The manager says, addressing the fine piece of art beside him. Mr. Black just waves at us, a light smile on his lips which makes my breath hitch. I know I am sounding like a hopeless romantic right now but I can’t deny the attraction I feel towards this man. ‘Oh. My. God! He looks even more stunning with that smile’. Goldie says, twisting a strand of hair around her finger as she stares dreamingly at Mr. Black.

It was both awe-inspiring and terrifying to see a Body Worker in their prime act on their abilities. Conan’s full transformation could not have taken more than fifteen seconds all in all, but at the end of it he looked taller, beefier and more jacked than he had when he stepped into the ring. He was sacrificing speed for strength, I surmised, or at least that was my theory until he suddenly broke into motion, charging at Hector. Nerves rippled low in my stomach as I watched him, a muscled monstrosity moving with all of the grace of a feline predator.

Black Army Organization, if he could put it into simple words, that organization just looked like the family he belongs to. However, BAO was way more sinister. Klein knew everything about them, since he was just one of the victims twenty-five years ago. Klein was the witness of the deeds stirring in their organization–prostitution, drug dealing, drug usage, fraudulence, theft, and human organ trafficking to which they obtained by kidnapping those healthy bodies. And the latter was the sole reason why Klein used this last card–no matter how immoral it might seem. After all, he needed to save his hospital’s image. He was willing to go to such dark lengths, if it meant clearing the atmosphere i

A shadowy figure stood cloaked in black, a maple leaf insignia stitched boldly over the heart—a signature of the infamous Black Maple Organization. "This is the Left Protector, also known as 'Lightning Cutter,' Konrad Abney—one of the Black Maple Organization's two most formidable guardians," Cloud Tiger introduced, stepping aside to reveal the man's identity. With a casual wave and a grin, he continued, "And these four are the esteemed Envoys, second only to the guardians in rank. "Protector Abney's power is unmatched. He's at the peak of Martial Overlord. And the Envoys? Each one is a mid-level Martial Overlord master. Now that's what you call real strength."

Chris was still not convinced so Liam desperately says " Don't be so stubborn Chris, can't you even act for a few days for our future kids?" At this point, Conan who was silent for a long time gets frustrated with his human and takes control. Liam sees Chris deep brown eyes turning pitch black and hears Conan growl and say " Ignore this human, I will not allow anyone to get in the way of me having my pups, be it, my human or my mate."

From the thick underbrush where we hid, I spotted two sentinels standing motionless at the cave entrance. Their faces were completely covered by bone-masked hoods, their forms draped in ragged black robes. It was impossible to tell if they were male or female, if they were even werewolves at all. They didn’t move, not once. Not even when the air shifted with death. When night fell, Xareth moved like a whisper. He stepped forward, his black cloak merging with the darkness. His bow emerged in one fluid motion. He pulled two arrows, and fired in perfect unison.

And Kon doesn’t want to understand. “Where are you going, cutie?” One of the men, who came out of the second door, staggered close to Kon. The black tiger as the man was known as is the head of a Loan Shark company. At the young age of twenty, he was able to kill his father and take over the company. The black tiger is a young man in his late twenties. He’s always dressed in black attire, and he always wears black boots. No one else has ever seen him wear any shoes aside from the black boots. And that caused a rumour that’s going around the town.

Lucas became silent. “And David Morgan?” “He tried to stop them.” Lucas's eyes hardened. “Who led them?” Nathaniel looked directly at him. “The Black Crown.” Lucas clenched his fist. “What is the Black Crown?” Nathaniel's voice became low. “Not an organization.” Lucas frowned. “What?” “It's a network.” “Of who?” “Businessmen. Politicians. military officers. criminals. bankers.” Lucas stared at him. “That's impossible.” “No.”