Black Protagonist Novels & Stories

A suicidal mission as always! “Gentlemen!” the Commander welcomed us into the office, “What is he doing here?” “Relax! Afternoon to you too, partner.” I said, “Today we meet here because we have a serious matter to deal with. I wouldn’t say any of you is lucky to be part of the plan because it`s not like I had a choice, you are all I have.” I sighed, “Commander, this man you know as an Advocate, I know him as a worse human I`ve ever met. He`s the Cruel man, the reason I am who I am today. And this one, the most wanted criminal in the country; by both the police and other criminals. He`s not bad as they portray him to be. He`s the Black Jesus, ask yourself why?”

Anne closed the car door. - Why now? - She crossed her arms, tired of his abrupt personality changes. She was never sure which version of Brahim she was dealing with. Brahim opened his mouth, threatening to say something, but he regretted it almost immediately. As the mafia man that he was, he had gotten involved in unimaginable dangers, the fact that he was still alive was either a true miracle or Lucifer's most prodigious feat. He was evil, cruel and egotistical, but none of this surpassed the magnitude of his pride. He was excessively proud, which was why he froze every time he faced Anne, the words building up in his throat leaving him speechless. But he was never a man of words, he was

"What is this betrayal, Xavier?" “I guess I’m the lost one.” Everett murmured underneath his breathe. "You killed my parents. And then you made me work for you??" Xavier uttered, flames coming out of his body. Blackwood laughed, "All I did, was clean up an infested dump." He shrugged. "Dump? THOSE WERE PEOPLE!!" Xavier growled. "Oh, my bad. They didn't look like people to me." He laughed out, maniacally. This man, is psychopath.

I shook my head at their inexplicable hostility, so close to facepalming. “I was busy following orders…” Laycon shot back, eyes hard, “Unlike you, who goes against them.” “I'm going against them for the good of the world and to avoid blood shed,” Black snapped, slapping his palms on the desk as he sprung to his feet, “Better than you who has no thoughts of his own other than following his Alpha around like a lost puppy.” “You’re a rat and I'm a wolf, that's why we work in different ways.” Laycon shot back and Black’s eyes flashed with rage as he sprung forward.

A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

One of them moved so fast I barely saw it. His elbow connected with the other guard's temple. The man dropped like a stone, with the torch rolling away, casting wild shadows across the grass. I stared open-mouthed, unable to process what just happened. The remaining figure stepped closer. He had dirty blond hair, caramel-colored eyes, and a charming smile I recognized immediately. Marco Capone. Luca's underboss. The man who was supposed to be his most loyal soldier. “Go,” he said quietly. “I'll handle this.”

They didn’t cover their faces like all the ones attacking him, instead displaying their unearthly facial features like they came out straight from a romace film. However, their actions weren’t like the princes from any romance film at all. Vicioualy, they slayed all the criminals dead like they were born to do so. Everytime they took one down, Gary’s alarmed sense heightened. It ended in just a few minutes, yet all the bodies of the criminals lies still on the ground, lifeless. One of the five males—a person with a light brown eyes and shiny black hair with his features resembled someone from the Asian countries—stepped closer to the car. By that time, the glass of the car already broken int

"His mom wasn't contented from what she have, so she decided to find her satisfaction from another man." "Then what did his Dad do?" "He began to have a secret affair with different women every month and decided to stop when his fifth mistress got pregnant. " "Is it Rogue's mom?" "Yes, ma'am." "Oh... Why did he tell his Dad that he's not his son anymore?" "Because he left his home at the age of seventeen and Mr.Ferdinand Desanto the greatest rival of the Hale organization adopted him." "That's tough." "Yes, ma'am it was very difficult for him. Mr.Brigor is so different now, before he's sweet and caring to everyone he knows, but now he isn't. He doesn't even care if he made someone suffer fro

The blood would’ve been scrubbed out of his carpet a hundred times before he could find one man to replace the five he wanted to murder. No, he would let them live until they stopped proving to hold any use for him whatsoever. The moment, however, that they stepped on a crack, made the one fatal wrong call, or made the mafia boss take over their jobs. At such a point, David wouldn’t hesitate to pull the gun even for one second. The cost of failure would never be able to measure up against the years of service they provided David. Even the most decades-loyal men would eventually find their eternal sleep at the other end of the mafia boss’s gun.

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