Black Theodore Novels & Stories

he teased, sipping his coffee like he had all the time in the world to torment me. I froze. Oh, he knew. Of course, he knew. Theodore Blackwood knew everything. "Relax, I’m just messing with you," he said, holding his cup in one hand while tucking the other into his pocket, looking like a runway model endorsing Styrofoam cups. "But seriously, I’m glad you’re back with him. He was a mess when you left." My eyebrows shot up. "Was he?"

Edwin’s eyes widened. “Atticus B.,” he said slowly. “I can think of one man with those initials: Atticus Black. Mr. Black.” I suddenly felt as if the floor disappeared from beneath my feet. Mr. Black… Was he truly the one behind this? “Is this true?” I asked, turning to face Sophia again. “This ‘anonymous benefactor’ of yours… Was his name Atticus Black?” Sophia’s shoulders slumped as she realized that she’d been caught.

the leader of their council said. There was so much hatred in the way he spoke to me, and I wondered what he was talking about. "What did you find out?" I asked him. " You possessed a dark lunar magic and this has brought about some kind of darkness to our pack, we do not accept that kind of magic here and anyone who brings such to us will be punished" he said. It sounded like some lame joke, I am never with such kind of magic, what has this got to do with me?

*CHRIS* Work was still bustling with customers needing various things. I was fine with that until I encountered Theodore. That encounter was truly dreadful. He’s such a pain in the ass that I believe he wakes up and devises ways to ruin others’ days. Today, I was unfortunately on his list. Theodore was an elderly, frail man with bowed legs and a cane. He had white hair on the sides of his head but a bald middle. He wore thick, square glasses that often dangled around his neck on a string instead of resting on his face.

How he missed those glory days. But those days were gone and never to return. Thaddeus Black had long rested his gloves for good and after finishing his stint in the Marines, worked his ass through a variety of odd jobs to now running his own detective agency, he was now a boss, foot soldier and servant, all rolled into one ham. Business has been all good and bad and occasionally fuck all. He had heard things and seen things that most mortal men would deem crazy to downright lunacy. With what this pompous ass had just presented before him, he was a little indecisive of what to make of it: good or bad. He opted for bad.

' like seriously? 'No, you are not going to force anyone' Jack is just about to pull me when mr. Black's deep upset voice echoes in the hall. Phew! For once, I think I am thankful for Mr. Black's intrusion. At least, this can serve as a compensation for him being a total dick to me earlier this morning. 'In my office mr. Moore' Mr. Black says bossily and then turns back, probably going to his office with an annoyed expression. 'We are not done yet kitten.' Jack says with a victorious grin.

By the time Frank realized it, it was too late. For years, Theodore had been plotting his revenge against Frank. His motivation was guilt—the weight of seeing friends killed for refusing to assassinate members of the Bartz family. Those who died left behind widows and children, their families thrust into poverty overnight. Theodore felt responsible; he had recruited those men and placed them in Frank’s orbit. But Frank’s sudden change of plans had left five families devastated.

Meanwhile, Adrian came to my side, and looking at me with more questions, he picked me in his arms. «she needs a doctor, now,» he said and escorted me to the open room, Atlas’s room. I held on to him, it felt weird, he was angry, warm, and afraid, and fear radiate out of him. He placed me on the bed and I felt a bolt of pain in my left arm where the wound was healing, making me scream my heart out; I looked at my hand, seeing black veins covering the wound. «What is that?» asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.

“Juѕt people whо wеrе саtсhіng buѕеѕ, and wаlkіng and hеаdіng hоmе. It аll ѕtаrtеd durіng thаt dаrk bіt оf the blосk dоwn the ѕtrееt. You knоw, thе оnе wіth all the abandoned ѕtоrеfrоntѕ?" "Thаt’ѕ when I heard the fооtѕtерѕ. Hе wаѕ big, Blаkе. Muсh bigger thаn mе, wіth hеаvу fооtѕtерѕ, hеаvу breathing аnd so fаѕt. I knew I wаѕ fucked. I thоught I was gоіng tо dіе.”

"Ha ha, my calculations are indeed correct. Although your strength is close to the infinite Emperor Venerable, in the end it is not Emperor Venerable. This, killing you, I am very sure of." This mysterious man in black laughed at this moment, the next moment his body moved again, walking straight in front of Tadhg Walter, his fists were like rain, like heavy hammers, madly bombarding Tadhg Walter's entire body close! Tadhg Walter's eyes were also condensed, his hands became fists, and he began to fight with the black man. The dull and dull appeared one after another, no earth-shattering force leaked out, just the entire world of resentment, endless cracks appeared at this moment, it seemed l