Blackbeard Operating Novels & Stories

"Until then we just sail wherever, doing whatever. Remember only bad people, even if others might not know." We didn't tell the rest of the crew until after we decided to stay in Rome for awhile. Now if you looked in your history books, you won't find anything about Blackbeard being in Rome. We had used alias's so only those were ever recorded in. We also knew that Edward Teach, was a Djinn that was stuck in a time long before he was born but I knew he would disappear from this time in 15 years. I just didn't tell him, I knew I would have to tell the crew at some point though. Djinn were unpradictable, never knowing what century they would appear. They wouldn't get to stay in a time period u

“And warn the girls and Mom too. I will use all the time we can get until this comes out.” “That might be more difficult than you think,” my father told me. “Let’s just do what we can and prepare for the worst,” I said. I turned to Brandon. “I also want all information you can get on the supernatural black market. What are the main operatives, or if any of them is getting a little too interested in Blakemore.” “You expect involvement from that side of the world?” asked Brandon a little surprised.

Theta Beedo offers. “That would be a tight operation because if they trace it back to us…….” Forbes pointed out and his words trailed off. Secretly, he was aggressively working the case due to his grotesque passion for danger, with elites Darius and Dennis. The Black Critters network was currently a maze that we were deciphering.

He just needs to stay focused long enough to relay the situation. “The second floor of his mansion is a dead zone,” he frowns. “But once I get past this outer parameter, we can start talking to our people inside and I’m sure they’ll crack that too. I almost…ah, got it!” he grunts as he snaps a wire and one of our previous screens goes bright. “Can you see now?” With a flash of light, the masks of all of our operatives flicker online. “We have BLACKEAGLE!” one of our operatives hoot as Hunter’s eyewear signal goes on line. “Lady Red and the Canary.”

"We don't need to match Kenji's cash upfront if we offer to absorb Thorne's tax liabilities. It makes our bid cleaner." Lina grinned, grabbing her clutch. "Kenji's running out of time. Let's go push him over the edge." Freezing rain drizzled onto the hotel parking deck. Hugo leaned against the hood of the armored SUV, tailored suit tight against his broad shoulders, radio pressed to his jaw. "Talk to me," Hugo muttered. "Two black vans just pulled onto level three," a scout's voice crackled. "Vanguard operators. Eight guys, body armor under their coats. They're waiting on Kenji."

We’d been at it for hours, hashing out Daiki—his wounds, his fight, his survival. “He’s tougher than we thought,” I said, my voice low, my gaze flicking to Damien, catching the shadow of relief in his nod. “Saw him today—Blackbeard’s got him patched up good. Breathing steady, talking shit like always.” Damien smirked, faint, his hand scrubbing his jaw, stubble rasping under his fingers. “Yeah—Fenri’s mercy, that bastard’s still kicking. Took three of Alaric’s goons down before they got him. Doc says he’ll pull through.”

Jasper could *not* be allowed to reveal anything. After Phantom departed, Black Shark stood and signaled his men. “Prepare my aircraft. I have a deal to negotiate.” Before leaving, he handed control of Black Wolf Fortress over to his second-in-command—his younger brother, Van. That night, while Van and his top commanders drank themselves into a stupor, believing their fortress to be impenetrable, death was already closing in. The sea was restless, waves crashing violently under a sky thick with rolling storm clouds. Lightning cracked through the heavens.

“Zara, this is Blackthorn. Everyone knows everything.” That wasn’t comforting. “At least tell me where you’re going,” she added. I hesitated. Then... “The Forbidden Club.” Silence. The kind that made my stomach tighten. Avery’s expression changed completely. “Wait,” she said slowly. “You’re serious?” “Why?” I asked. “What is it?” She stared at me for a second longer. Then laughed. “You have no idea what you just got yourself into.” My chest tightened. “Then tell me.”

“I’d like to announce that our greatest competitor in the business has been arrested.” His hazel eyes shift to mine, “Azure Blackwood is being charged with thirteen counts of murder after a failed mission overseas revealed that his product was misrepresented and unsafe for military use.”

But I couldn’t make my feet move. A black rose was pinned to the pocket of his shirt. “JDT?” he asked, with a twisted grin and a look that said he knew exactly who I was. “Surprised to see me, princess?" "What the fucking hell brings you here, Tomas? How did you manage to leave Russia?" He chuckled. "Same way you did. On a plane." He gestured towards the booth. I took a step back. "Don't make a scene." "And what's to stop me?" I retorted, folding my arms defensively over my chest.