Black Winter Marvel Novels & Stories

He looked at my cuffed hands and clenched his jaw. "Good work, Mila!.. take care of dead bodies" He grabbed my arm harshly and pulled me towards him. "Sir, roads are blocked due to heavy snowfall. It will be difficult to go back..." She informed him. Vlad gave her nod and started dragging me with him. He didn't even bother to uncuff me. His men stayed with Mila when he mercilessly dragged me with him in harsh snowfall. My legs are getting numb due to the cold. These boots are not warm enough to fight bone chilling winter.

“He didn’t even retaliate. He’s just… waiting. Letting me move first. Like I’m a child playing chess with the devil.” Her voice trembled—but her face didn’t. She stood, walked over to the black coin sitting on the mantle—the one the Widowmaker returned after Viktor handed it to her. Valeria stared at it. The symbol of death. Bain Blackwood’s mark. She let out a shaky breath. “I’m not afraid of you.” But her pulse said otherwise.

Retreated. Marcus was screaming orders. Trying to rally. But his wolves were breaking. Running. He looked at Thorne. At Aria. Everything is falling apart. "This isn't over," he snarled. Then he ran. His wolves follow. Fleeing back across the borders. Into the forest. Gone. The howling stopped. The Blackwater wolves returned to normal size. Exhausted. Bloodied. But alive. Thorne collapsed. The magic had taken everything. He lay there. Barely breathing.

‎And she had no intention of being either. ‎So she buried it. ‎And became exactly what the world required her to be. ‎Unfeeling. ‎Unshakable. ‎Unbeatable. ‎La Veintiuna Negra.

"Watching my mother die in the snow. Watching my father fall to the shadow. Watching my brothers suffer in silence. Watching Ravenna fight—the king, the shadow, the watchers, the fissure. Watching and doing nothing. I thought I was protecting them by watching. I thought I was keeping them safe. But I was only protecting myself. I was only hiding. Now I have stopped watching. Now I am fighting. Now I am here. Now I am home." The pack wept. The flames rose higher, licking at the darkening sky. The smoke curled upward, carrying the souls of the fallen to wherever wolves go when they die. I raised the Kingslayer. The symbols flickered, then blazed—gold and silver, bright as the sun, bright as th

I’ll even help you deal with any of them. “And how would I know you won’t back stab me?” “The same way I know you won’t. It’s not your reputation. Look up Black Dogs. You know of them?” “Order of mercenaries.” “Bingo,” the man said. “Asked them about Vanargand.” “I see.” “You heard of the name?” “It’s another name for Fenrir, monster-wolf of Norse mythology.” “I thought using Fenrir could be copyright infringement, or just piss the guy off.” “That would be unwise.”

Beta Connor began to order before he felt as if he were choking. "All these people willing to die for you while you remain grounded," Black continued. The Mad One had remained perfectly still, but his predatory eyes were now staring at the Red Moon Beta. Connor felt as if he'd been crushed to the ground by the enormous pressure of the power unleashed by Alpha Black. He trembled with fear as he saw everyone around him start to howl and writhe under the pain of this legendary wolf's black aura.

But I lost him because I was too proud to respect that he didn’t want to be a ruthless killer. But I’m done. For once, I will protect my son instead of just protecting myself. I, Nicholas Black, Gamma of the Midnight pack, hereby challenge you, Alpha Richard Harvey of the Midnight pack, for the Alpha title.”

He tapped her but she was still feeling quite sleepy. "This woman is a headache" he grunted and Bethany opened her eyes. "Who are you calling a "headache"? Huh?" She dragged Xavier to herself and his eyes bulged looking intensively at her. ******************************* Blaze walked out of her room wearing fitted black leather trousers and black fancy leather boots. She had a black leather jacket over a black singleton. Her choker necklace fitted her well alongside her dark shades. Her hair was stylishly parked into a ponytail. Her lips were smeared with black lipstick. She looked stunning. Jason wore a black face cap and black shades. He pulled his black leather jacket on top of his black