Blackbeard's Too Novels & Stories

" I stood up. Brushed the cold soil from my palm. Looked at the carved name Rowan Blackthorn. Future Alpha of Red Claw Pack who became something else at the end. Who walked into another pack's territory and fought on their walls and died on their stones protecting the woman he had rejected in front of everyone he knew. He chose his last ground. The elders wrote it on the stone and it was the most accurate thing that could have been written there. "The territorial assembly is in two weeks," I said. "Forty packs. Obsidian Keep becoming what it should have been for a long time." I looked at the stone. "Zayden is ready for it even though he would not say so. Darius has prepared everything to the

I applied a little moisturizer to my skin, brushed my hair, which hadn't gotten wet, and left the bungalow. Outside, night was beginning to fall, the last rays of sunlight that day forming a yellowish strip on the horizon, where the sea met the sky. Adrian was leaning against the railing of a small gazebo, near the pool, watching the splendid spectacle of nature, with a glass of champagne in each of his hands. As soon as he heard my footsteps, he turned to me and offered me a glass of the drink. “You look truly beautiful,” he said, his gorgeous eyes sweeping me up and down, which made me glad I had chosen a beach cover-up.

"Come on, Joey. Zayla's just curious about the animals. She's pregnant, so be more patient with her. Besides, most of the animals are gentle. It's not like she'll go near the dangerous ones." Even though I had refused, he secretly took the keys and gave them to her. What he didn't know was that this betrayal had cost me everything. The starving bears, having devoured my severed hand, charged after me. I had no choice but to scramble up the iron netting and scream for help. But Zayla hadn't gone far. She stood nearby, laughing, and threw rocks at me as if I were a monkey. Stone after stone struck my body. "Die, you filthy woman! Your son would never claim a wretch like you as his mother!"

The word stuck in my mind. “It is exactly what you expect. Produce an heir,” the long haired old man said. “Alpha Keeran is cursed, never to have a mate. That's your purpose, to be his breeder. So-” he stood up and walked towards me and before I could even move, I heard a clicking sound around my neck. “That’s a brand, a brand you belong to our pack and no one shall touch you except Alpha Keeran. It was a choker with a gold pendant, a ‘breeder’ alphabet.

“You already agreed to work here.” “I agreed to work in a bar,” I corrected, glaring at myself in the mirror again. “Nobody mentioned I’d be dressed like a sexy pirate.” The outfit was criminal. It was hot. But no. The black fitted top hugged my chest way too tightly while the skirt stopped at a length that could barely be considered legal for work. The material clung to my waist and hips like it personally wanted to ruin my dignity. And the boots? The boots had heels. Fucking HEELS.

"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

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Beckham said in a ghastly tone, “Hmph! You’ve underestimated Eden Joy, Master Yarde. What you’ve experienced now is but the tip of an iceberg!” Kayson was unbothered. “I’m not interested. I loathe the way Eden Joy deals with things.” Beckham heaved a sigh and sounded disappointed. “It seems that you’re determined to go against Eden Joy, Master Yarde?” “Ah, I suppose you can take it that way.” The disappointment in Beckham’s expression turned into somberness instantly. He said in a regretful tone, “If that’s the case, I shall take your lives here tonight…”

I don't even blink as I speak. "You tell me." Be says. "I am done lying to you, Ajay. I don't want to fight this anymore. This is my fate, I know, and I accept it. Your actions don't trigger anything. They just give me very bad vibes, and I end up dreaming of the people you kill under my watch. I can't bear the sound of gunshots and I don't know why. But that is all there is, Ajay." I finish trading my lies, and wait for his response which takes almost forever.

But I was a massive fan of the beard. "I've never heard about you going back for seconds." Barley mused, and I cringed at that word choice coming from him, of all people. "Now you're just making me sound bad. First, I wasn't allowed to flirt with Polly from the inn by the river, and now you have a problem with me buying clothes at Naomi's shop. Tough crowd." Paxton kept his words light, but I could see in the way his jaw ticked when he looked down to get another bite of his food that he was either pouting or genuinely bothered by the reaction he had just received.