Blackbird Mind And Body Novels & Stories

Words fired out at machine-gun speed. "Why is the human looking at me? Does she like me? Does she hate me? Does she like or hate me? Why is she still circling me? "Will she nuzzle me? Can I nuzzle her? Does she like me? Does she hate me? What—" Her thoughts were annoyingly loud and chaotic. I pretended to circle her a few more times, but mentally, I was drowning in her psychic high-speed rambling. Rather than overthinking, I decided to go on the offensive and deploy some cunning tricks.

Many blackbirds are flying. I frowned. I have rarely witnessed so many blackbirds in the mountains. "Crows..." I mumbled. I feel the sudden rise of hair on my body. I took a deep breath and began to meditate again. My ears must have misheard...

Well, unlike Jevro of course. "What the hell is going on inside your brain right now!? You're scaring these people!" Alistair is now next to us. I took a deep breath and calmly answered. "According to the Mantis, each awakened has black crystal in their bodies. And I think, that black crystals are what we called Redo. The Redo that shouldn't be triggered while fighting." "And? What is the connection with that Phoenix burning the dead bodies?!" Alistair asked with irritation.

"That's not possible. It could have stunned your body, but I don't think that will have any effect on your shifting." She hummed, looking out the window in thought. "Maybe it's because you're grieving, and your body is trying to re-energize itself. You're still healing from running into that tree, and your heart is still healing from the loss you've experience. Your hormones and emotions aren't regular right now," I said. "You're probably right," she said. "I think we need to let Professor Black know eventually," I said. "It's starting to get out of hand, and it doesn't seem like he's been able to find any of the answers we need."

Slipping my reading glasses over the bridge of my nose, I pull out the small stack of papers from the envelope and start to read them. By the time I reach the last page, my stomach is in knots and my entire body is shaking with fury. This has to be some kind of sick joke or a god-damn miracle. Fuck me… Removing my glasses, I toss them onto the desk as I recline back into my chair, and close my eyes as I rub the sides of my temples. The sound of my heart pounding against my ribcage drowns out everything around me. Birdene Black isn’t just some little girl Olivia and Jaxson adopted out of the kindness of their hearts.

Jasmine's POV. I felt boneless after the sex marathon last night. It was deep bone curling and I could feel my inside screaming hallelujah. It had been a long time since they had received such lovely oiling, and I felt their pain deep inside my soul. "How are you doing?" Mr. Blackwood inquired afterward before jumping on his feet. "I should get you something to clean up." He said before walking away. I was in a Zen mode, unwilling to think of anything besides how I could just lay and forget every problem that I had.

The man frowned, yelling as he looked around the room when he couldn't see anyone. Seeing the man distracted, the bird flew gently toward the man. The man unsuspecting of the danger sat again; the man was drawn into the world of his thoughts once again. The blackbird turned into a stream of light and entered the man's body unsuspectingly. It was the bird that had protected those words into the man's head earlier. If the man had agreed it would have been easier for it to possess it but since it didn't reply it had to forcefully possess the man.

Alpha Brock's voice was a distant anchor in the storm, his hand gripping mine with a strength that promised safety. A crack echoed in the room—a sound so visceral, it was more felt than heard—as my body contorted. Whispers of fur sprouted a Sapphire Blue-Black sheen that flickered under the moonlight. And then, with a shudder that rattled through my core, I felt it—the animalistic essence flooding in, filling every corner with my consciousness, drowning the human part of me in its primal wake.

“The anticipation of what’s to come can be worse than the actual event. So stop working yourself up. I’m here. I can heal your body.” “But not my mind,” I return, my voice a weird mixture of a squeak and a snap. I’m resting on my chest, spreading my ass cheeks so alpha Zared can take the plug out. I realise that I’m not as bothered by it as before. It’s not enjoyable but I no longer experience it as humiliating as I did before. Apparently his training worked, I’ve dissociated my mind from my body. He doesn’t play around today, obviously looking forward to fucking my pussy after months of waiting for me to get my wolf.

He heard his father resorted with frustration in his voice. “Dear, you shouldn’t be here. Go back to your room.” His mother hurriedly whispered when she noticed him listening to their conversation. “Wait, did you just say men in black?” Hyde resorted when he came back to his senses. His companion didn’t speak but answered him with a mere nod. “Oh, and one more thing, she also said that one of them has some kind of black bird tattoo on the neck.” Hyde was stunned when he heard about the tattoo. He’s certain, that the deceased man was one of them—or just a scapegoat.