Blackfire One Step Novels & Stories

He stood there on my steps with the twilight carving shadows into the hollows of his face and his hands curled at his sides and I could see the war happening behind his expression, the part of him that wanted to push and the part that knew pushing would prove everything I'd just said about him. "Walk away," I said quietly. "Go back to your mate and your house and your life. Leave me to mine." He didn't move for a long time. His breathing was controlled but too fast and I could feel his wolf pressing against the edges of the bond, reaching for Storm the way smoke reaches for open air. Storm held still inside my chest. Rigid and burning but silent. Then Dante stepped back off the porch. His ey

“Don’t lecture me like you’re better. You’re not better. You’re filth, Damien. You’ve always been filth.” My vision tunneled. My chest pounded. And before I knew it, Stephanie was there...her smug face, her existence like a trigger I couldn’t pull back from. My hand shot out, wrapping around her throat. She gasped, nails clawing at my arm. “Speak,” I snarled, shaking her. “Say it now! Tell me you ruined me. Tell me it was you. Maybe if you and that bastard child die, I’ll finally get peace!”

"Everyone shift!" Without hesitation everyone shifted into their wolves. Snarls and growls erupted from everyone as a sign that they are ready to defend their territory. Alpha Stephan's massive black wolf with white paws stood taking his stance ready to run. Stephan allowed me, Jade, my dad, gramps, Jared, and Max to mind link with him and Colin in case the ferals were to attack while we were still here.

He showed her no compassion and that's when the young woman felt that her cause was truly lost. For a moment, the young woman could hardly breathe. No! Not now... she said to herself. Not now... She began to make the hundred steps under the vigilant eye of the man. She was choking... She had more and more difficulty to breathe and in a last look of pity towards the man, she felt herself losing her balance... She closed her eyes and fainted. Before closing her eyes, she had time to see the face of the stranger who had caught her in time... Black hole... ***

I cursed. “Boss, Besides your seat there is one black file which has all details of Matteo's income as well as his all support,” Brendon said, his gaze on the road. “So what Stephen wants to do with this file,” I said, opening the file. “If you want complete Italy under you. You have to first step on Matteo, each word was said by Stephen” Brendon said. “That fucker always has to challenge me,” I said, engrossing myself completely in the file.

Once there, the session could take on a life of its own, Ponds warned. But all Michelle had done while under was mutter things about falling, endlessly falling. Gibberish about having a twisted spine, and her flesh and bones melting; a body ravaged by fire, leathery, with black fibers running riot throughout it. She had actually used those words: BLACK . . . FIBERS . . . RUNNING . . . RIOT, speaking in a flat, monotone voice that was more than a bit spooky. Something TATTERED and ANCIENT, which felt CORRUPTED and DISEASE RIDDEN to her.

Blackfur laughed as it got closer knowing that just a claw would be enough to send Xavier’s wolf flying across the gathering and cracking all the bones in his body upon impact on the floor. “This is madness,” Jimin muttered. “Stop! Xavier Stop!” Silver ran on with purpose, not even reducing his pace a bit. “Ready father?” Silver muttered. “Always ready,” the voice replied in his head. Just a few meters away from Blackfur, Silver dove high in the air. Blackfur stood still, smiling, waiting and calculating for the little wolf to be close enough to the ground for him to bat away, but he did not expect what was coming next. “Now!” Silver roared.

I giggled. "No that's no- fuck it just do it after." She said and cut off the link. Damn, she must be really furious. "This is going to be fucking interesting." Noah said as he leaned on the wall behind us. "Yeah..." —————————————————— "And this how the system immune is created, any question?" Blaze asked as the girls who he designated to be his assistant, stayed too close to him much to my displeasure. She was touching him, his strong arms. She can't fucking do that!

Maybe she would walk into the forest and never re-emerge. Ginger walked into the bedroom, “Are you ready?’ she asked. “I guess” Lynexia sighed and stood. “Don’t worry, you will see, no one will judge or shun you. If you let them get to know you and you get to know them, you will feel their love and will find your place.” Ginger assured. “I don’t see it.” Lynexia confessed. “It will take time. We won't rush you. If the blood moon passes and you have not been restored with your wolf, you won't have to worry. You will always be a part of our pack.” Ginger responded. Lynexia shrugged and followed ginger out of the RV.

he said while looking at Stephanie specifically, “that this is just the beginning. I, Damien Blackwood, challenge him to a one-on-one Alpha fight.” Stephanie glared up at him, but wisely kept her mouth shut. Then he turned away. They picked up Jace and helped him on their way, but stopped as Blackwood called out again, glancing over his shoulder. “Oh, and Stephanie?” She froze and turned in his direction. He had a faint smile on his lips. “I’ll see you soon.” Before she could answer, he stepped deeper into the dark, his wolves retreating with him until the warehouse fell silent, but for a while, she still heard his voice.