Black Resurgence Novels & Stories

However, just as I prepared to initiate the divorce proceedings, Jacob was diagnosed with acute leukemia. The doctors explained that a bone marrow transplant offered the best chance for recovery. I underwent testing immediately, but I was not a match. In my despair, Marcello's test results came back positive, transforming him into my final lifeline for saving our son. For Jacob's sake, I postponed the divorce. Marcello donated bone marrow twice, and both procedures succeeded, gradually stabilizing Jacob's condition.

he says but then I try backing a bit even though I'm scared of falling off “Bitch get back here already, I know you already know what we need you for so get your ass Here already” she says I don't even realize when she changed back and she is stark naked “So you actually planned to use me as a sacrifice, for what exactly?” I ask shouting at them “The pack can't carry children because we need pure blood to cleanse it of the curse, so that's where you come in, I need to carry his babies so YOU ARE MY SACRIFICE “ She says coming closer and I step back unconsciously

Tang Yazhu was incredibly surprised, scared, and hopeful for the future, but she could only decide to take care of these emotions slowly one by one. Tang Yazhu knew that she was taking a really big risk by deciding to marry a stranger, but it was an even bigger risk if she decided to return to Ren Bao's family when she was not the real Ren Bao. For the family belonging to the original Ren Bao, this body was just an empty shell while she secretly possessed and controlled it. Not only that, the man in front of her could not only provide a temporary abode for her but also allow her to freely search for her true and real identity. This was the other major reason as to why she decided to leave th

SCARLET (EVE SANCHEZ)POV "I can assure you Mr Black that you won't regret working with us... As you already know, we are the best in this field, and despite having so many other franchises, we are still at the top of the charts, once you give your approval for this project, we will not only own the chart but the returns will be used for the betterment of the country" I explained with a smile on my face. Mr Black smiled. "A lot of people want that land that you are after Scarlet Antonio Rivera... And you are so young... "

However, I never agreed to see him again. A year later, on the day Nirvana launched its new collection, Jared somehow got a pass to the runway show. He sat in the audience, staring at me from afar as I stood on stage as the host. A year apart had left him aged. I spared him only one glance before turning away with a calm smile, finishing my speech. With a top supermodel and a master designer at its helm, Nirvana had exploded in growth. In just a year, we were already on the verge of surpassing Johnson Group.

She snapped her fingers, and her bodyguards dragged me away, locking me in my room. This wasn’t new. Even as a child, the smallest mistake meant being locked in this room—smaller, colder, and emptier than Sophia’s. Sitting on my bed, I pulled out my phone and typed: “Richard Benjamin.” I’d heard of him...everyone had—but I wanted more. I needed to know who he really was. Turns out, he’s thirty. CEO of R&B Publishing, William’s boss. Youngest son of the powerful Benjamin family—the same family that owns the country’s largest pharmaceutical empire.

I want him free from his guilt. "I didn't want to waste our parents' sacrifice, so I returned to you with all of my remaining strength, but something happened. I fell to the ground unexpectedly, and when I awoke, I was already in a different place. I was no longer in Preousia, someone brought me to Ebonvale. Then I became aware of the changes in my body. I felt stronger than before, and I gained unnatural abilities like speed and healing. Not only that... I felt a strong desire for blood, and I realized at that moment that I was no longer the same person I had been.

Vivian Harkins, what were you thinking when you forced the living, breathing Aaron Hutchinson to die on that terrace? Who are you crying for in front of a gravestone now? "Sir, the rain is too heavy. Please return to the car." Behind me, the driver held a black umbrella and reminded me. I withdrew my gaze and took one last look at the woman kneeling in the mud. "Let's go." I spoke lightly, my voice cold. "Where to, sir?" "Back to school. I need to visit my advisor in Northbridge University's biology department." Since the system had given me the identity of Sebastian Whitmore, I would reclaim the glory that belonged to me.

"I'm Draco Russo, and you are?" "Hank Mancini! These men are part of my team, Lyon, Logan, Law." We shook hands like men; then, I looked around at the others he'd brought with him. One guy looked like he stepped out of a biker magazine, and I'm pretty sure the other two did time in the military.

I knew that he resented me for letting Wendy discover what happened between us that night. If Wendy had remained clueless about us, she would never have left. At that point, I broke off from my thoughts. I brought Connor the antidote to the drug and some cold water. After helping him with the pill, I put a cold compress on him. After all, in the previous timeline, he had sacrificed himself to save me. I had to pay him back for that. “Where’s Wendy?” The antidote and cold water had helped him regain some of his senses.