Black Panther And Storm Son Novels & Stories

she spoke in a hushed but angry voice, “We can fix this if you get inside and do the bonding spell now.” I was about to answer my mother when an almighty roar filled the air around me. Jacob shifted, and Storm stood before me, and he was huge. It was just now that I saw Storm in the flesh. He was massive and the colour of storm clouds, so fitting for his name, and his eyes were a deep grey. As he stood before me, a low warning rumble was emitted from his throat the whole time. “You wanna fight, little boy, that’s fine. You can play with Chaos then; I know he’s itching to come out,” Mason sneered moments before shaking his shoulders and lurching forward, calling his wolf forward with a howl.

he explained. "Well let's hope for your sake that she shows up or we find another witch to give you a baby hybrid, You can tell the guards to extend the search to human territories, she might be hiding there, put up a huge sum of reward for anyone that can find her, humans love money and won't mind selling their soul to the devil to have it," I said to Richard, he nodded his head and was about leaving when Black entered the office. Black is a vicious and powerful leader of a rogue gang that has been working with me for some time now. He has been my right-hand man for many years. One thing I like about him is that he delivers any assignment given to him and his gang.

It was a berserker who resembled him, bare-chested, covered in black tattoos and bulging muscles. It was his son, already at count-level strength and not far from reaching duke-tier. Viktor grabbed his son's head with one hand and spoke in a low voice. "Listen carefully. What I want is Storm City to remain under my control, not handed to the Church for nothing. If you dare act on your own, I will tear you apart myself." The young werewolf growled in defiance but ultimately did not dare challenge Viktor's authority. A thunderous explosion shook the air, and the entire Storm City trembled violently.

And more mature to lead. The eighteen-year-old teenager had a good relationship with the Rogues and Lycans. And even Victor gained their loyalty after a short time of alliance. Alpha Storm's health declined drastically after her first son left the Silverfur pack, leaving only Xander behind. But the second son was also fighting the rogues who were increasingly making noise in the south.

“Before we get there, there are a few things you need to know,” Wraith said. “Falcone Callister had two sons: George Callister—the older—and Rafaele, the younger. Logan Stormborn is Falcone’s bastard son.” “Stormborn?” I asked. “Yes. He might be Falcone’s son, but the man didn’t think he deserved the family name. He didn’t want a half-blood fighting for power over his legitimate sons.” Despite myself, I felt a small ache for whoever this man was. Imagine being brought into this world—only to be cast aside for just that.

Son? What? But how? How was it possible? Adrian hated criminals, and Sinister was the mafia himself. Almost the entire underworld moved with his orders. There was no way they could be related. Especially not father and son. While I stood there, gaping at the totally unexpected turn of the situation, Adrian on the other hand stayed calm; ominously calm. "What are YOU doing here?" His tone was low, dangerously low that sent chills down my spine. But Sinister Petrosyan's expression remained blank, void of any emotions.

Better I tell them now. “She was hurt by a new member named Anthony Killington.” “I know that guy. He used to work for my father, and most likely he’s trying to get not only the money he offered but also the favor he promise. I want to see my sister now, please.” I thought about it, and I should ask for Levi permission before I bring them over. ‘Hey Levi, is it alright that I have Davian Ehecatl over to the house with his son.’ ‘Is there a reason that you’re bringing a hit man to my home, Legion?’

It worked as Diana blushed. “Welcome to family Troy,” she smiled before hugging him. He hugged her back, before Angelina continued. “This is Matthew Frederson, our Tracker and Unity’s mate, that’s Alpha Reagan Hunter, his mate and Luna Mildred and their twin sons and Frank Toretto, their Enforcer,” she finished off. Diana acknowledged them all. “And this is Alpha Silas Keller right?” Diana asked Angelina. “Yes, this is him. He’s Alpha of the Black Moon Pack, my mate and father to my unborn son,” Angelina said proudly, causing people to gasp all around.

"But circumstances have changed." I straightened my spine, refusing to be intimidated. "What circumstances would those be?" "You were Arthur Moonstone's mate," he replied, as if that single fact disqualified me completely. "My son deserves a she-wolf with a pure bloodline, not one who has already been marked by another Alpha." The insult stung, but I kept my expression neutral. "Has Florian shared these concerns?" Alpha Stormhowl's jaw tightened. "That's precisely why I'm here. My son refuses to listen to reason where you're concerned."

Alpha Aeryn ignored her daughter, “my mate is on his way, but I have to warn you, he’s a bit protective when it comes to Niv.” “A bit?” Nivia said, looking at her mother in disbelief. “Okay, a fucking lot.” Alpha Aeryn said with a smirk. Storm, Luna Storm, whichever title he is called, stormed into the office, looking at me like he wanted to kill me. “So, this is my daughter’s mate? This fucking guy?” “Storm, let’s talk, okay?” Alpha Aeryn said, before kissing her mate in a way I did not think was appropriate with company present. Neither was their language.