Blackbull Squad Novels & Stories

I shut my eyes closed and hope for the next couple of lyrics to end quickly. "A lot more of Eela in our lives, a little bit of J-Dawg by our sides, a little bit of FeeBee is all we need, a little less of White Boy's what we wanna see, a little bit of Blubber burning in the sun, a little bit of BoyBand crying all night long, a little bit of Simo, where are you, a little bit of them makes us so cool!"

Marlo was about to against it more when a tall guy from his back held his hand. "That was enough, what father saying is true. There is no rule about it." He said that left Marlo silent. "Cable." Marlo stayed silent. "Are there any complaints?" No one answered and that's when the meeting has begun. Through the entire meeting that has lasted for 12 hours straight. The two parties. Alkhun is the Leader of the Black team, and Marlo is the leader of the red team. With their members. "For the slayer of the Alkhun's team was Amari Rafa."

After being ambushed by yetis the Huntsmen caught them and here they were: freezing in the cells of winter "We'll die here before the month ends" Taurus said. "Good, that way we wont be shortened by head" said Logan. "Youre already so short" Mary said to her twin brother Logan, "If they cut that head from you youll look like a headless dwalf". Taurus laughed aloud. He looked at Gage who was quiet in his cell. "Hows the weather back there?" He laughed. Gage said nothing, he didnt even give eye contact.

But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two. "I'm going to distract the gray wolf." The Wolf with red fur commands the black Wolf next to him. The Black Wolf received the order and left in Windy's direction. The Red Wolf is alert when sensitively detecting someone approaching. When it turned around, it saw a Wolf with black fur and sharp eyes. The Red Wolf was no longer conservative but somewhat reverent towards the Black Wolf. I thought the Red Wolf was the leader of the assassin group, but it wasn't. Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent.

I wish I could go back in time to visit my seven-year-old self and tell her to never lose that hope because she was going to need to stay strong. I belong to the Blackforest pack. We are the second biggest pack, having 3,000 members, in the United States. Not all pack members live in the little town of Blackforest Heights. Most members are scattered throughout the woods so they can shift whenever they want without scaring the few humans that come to our town. The first place title belongs to the Moonlight Pack. We used to be known for our great tracking skills, fighting skills, and showing mercy when necessary. Over time we became known for showing no mercy and being utterly ruthless, but th

Months and months of investigation would have gone down the drain if he had. He slipped through shadows like a ghost, following the racket Nathaniel was making with his beta. The spineless coward wasn't even going to try and defend his title. He had left his men to the mercy of an unknown threat. It was an honour to be an Alpha of a pack but Nathaniel had no honour. Rounding the corner the four werewolves surrounded the SUV. Sierra and Alvaro had shifted, their tawny and black pelts and glimmering in the moonlight as they stilled, their hard eyes on the two men.

“It’s my job to treat the sick and injured. Your mate was both.” “Still, we are indebted to you. We are expecting our third pup, and I would like him very much to be around for them. If ever there is a time, we can help you with anything, please let us know.” He looks at me pensively, “If that day ever arises, I’ll be sure to reach out. What pack are you both from?” “Blackstone in the southwestern region. Austin is the Alpha.” “That makes you, his Luna.” He says.

I got in and saw the way they looked at me, none of them saw me as a part of them or as family, they all had disgusted faces raised up at me and that made me brace myself for the worse. I stood before them, Alpha Kael was right in front of me, his eyes piercing through me like a sword that was sent out to kill. Underneath that look was a softness I have never seen, he appeared like he wanted to cancel but his tongue was tied. He turned his face away from me when it appeared like he could no longer control his reaction. " You have been summoned because we noticed something unusual in this pack, and it has never happened before," the leader of their council said.

Thorne said. "Then we prepare for war." She looked at Cain. "What do we have?" He ran the inventory. Black Hollow's warriors, recovering and capable. The alliance commitments from the diplomatic tour—not all of them, some had been conditional on the nature of the conflict, and this was specifically defensive against a Shadow Fang aggression, which was the condition most had been waiting for. Northern Peak. The coastal packs. Four of the seven inland territories. Roughly triple Black Hollow's standing strength. "The weapons cache," she said. "It's still operational. The strike team didn't reach it."

*Ezra's POV* I was still shoving books into my locker when someone leaned against the one next to it like they owned it. "You're the transfer." I looked over. Tall, dark hair, an easy smile that didn't look like it was trying to prove anything. "Depends who's asking." "Daniel." He held out a hand. "Soccer team. Everyone's been talking about you since yesterday, you know that?" "I noticed." "You noticed and you're this calm about it?" He laughed, shaking my hand anyway. "Most people would be freaking out by now. You've got half the school's attention and you're just... standing here. Unbothered."