Black Phineas の小説・ストーリー

Reaver’s sharp gaze fell on him. “I guess you don’t know since you haven’t actually seen him with the hood off,” Prof. Dimitrio said gently, “but Pan Phineas is a war hero who almost died during the revolt,” she told the students. “Half of his body was badly burned by the fire mages who sided with the rebels. It is a miracle that he is still clinging on to life even after that incident.”

Angela's death left a great impact on him he can't brings himself to believe his baby sister is no more in this world from then he became even more ruthless. The only person who holds the power to control this beast is his grandfather Franklin Black. He was the one who arranged his marriage with Rose White to express his gratitude to Rose's grandfather George White. Franklin Black was a great man never in his life he took any wrong decision he was always thought of the consequences of each and every step he took not only this character helped him to create Black's Empire but the most important trait which contributed for his enormous success is his ability to see through people and read them

I said and yanked my phone out of his hand. The moment I got outside and out of prying eyes, I looked down at my phone, his number was boldly written across the screen while his name was in tiny letters under it. I couldn't help but squeal in happiness, on the inside though, can't have them thinking anything of it. Blake's POV

Fuck you ass hole! When he saw that my anger was being fueled the more, he flared up with passion, crying out in anger rising above his own fear, but this time, he wanted me to feel it, to truly comprehend it. "How dare you speak to me in such a manner; do you have an idea how it feels to be taken out of this world when it's not yet time for you to leave? No, tell me, do you..?" He paused. "A very close friend of my father, the Beta, now the Alpha of the Shinning Moon Park, connived with his son to kill me, so they would take over the reign of my father after my father's death. And I was supposed to be the Alpha of my Park." He cuffed out.

I am speechless and can’t even breathe, meanwhile Mitchum is cackling about fictional movie characters. Once I am able to breathe again I utter “Shammus.” Mitchum stops cackling and he looks at me and says, “You believe this crap? You think you are some sort of werewolf or something?” As I begin to nod my head, Phineas says, “Yes he is a werewolf, the same as you and your other friend here. Just as Clive, myself, and these other men are.” “I call bullshit,'' Mitchum says.

I clear my throat before talking loudly for everyone inside to hear me, “Hello everyone, I’m sure that you have plenty of questions. But if you don’t mind, please go outside and I will do my best to provide answers for you.” No one argued, slowly leaving the building and joining the bigger group outside. Charlie and I walk to the door and in a soft voice he encourages me, “You’ve got this.” I smile back at him before turning to address the crowd. I speak loud enough for everyone to hear me, “You all know who I am. I am Phoenix Black, son of Xavier Black. There are some things you might not know that will be crucial to know moving forward. Xavier Black is dead.”

The movements are deliberate, the way a wolf digs when it knows exactly where the prey is buried. I hand Michael back his tablet and glance at the larger displays. The most promising contenders are front and center. Phineas Parker—second son of his pack, hungry to prove his worth now that he can’t inherit. His blade carves into a giant spider, the creature’s armored shell splintering under his relentless strikes. Not many can pierce spider chitin so cleanly—he’s already taken down two, his face carved in focus, eyes burning with purpose.

“You know who he is?” “No, of course not. It’s just a hunch, really.” “Well, don’t leave us in suspense.” Hakeem chimed in. Sighing, Lilac rolled her lower lip between her teeth. The urge to run my thumb over her soft skin punched me in the gut. “Phineas has a son, right? One that’s apparently been kept in the dark since I’ve never heard of him. The Whisperer’s a pretty private guy, and that cavern we first met him in screamed witness protection or some shit.”