Blackstar X Tsubaki Novels & Stories

Not because I was sad, but because of how badly it hurt. “I never expected to see you here, Daxxy!” her black hair was pixie cut with jean shorts and a black flowy tank top. I could see her tattoo down her arm. It was a crest moon shaped dream catcher with lines down that ended into shapes of birds. If my education is correct, this should be the Black Hawk Coven. “I never figured I would be down here, but I am on business.” I heard Dax say before I turned around. “This is Ben, Samuel, Duke Jason and Pr-”

Maybe we did it wrong? Jaxon had his eyes closed. His hand was pressed over his chest. His other hand, clenched at his side. “Did it work?” I whisper. I couldn’t tell. Nothing felt different, except that quick sharp pain. “I, Xander Blake of Black Moon, accept your rejection, Ava Levine, Luna of Red Moon.” He was almost doubled over as he tried to hold it together.” It worked. Anika confirms But I felt nothing else. How could she be so sure?

With the force of a volcano, he yelled “That bitch Stasia made a Kobayashi Maru. Meant to fail, so you understand failure happens in life. Fucking bullshit! What game is she playing? The lose of a Luna is devastating to a pack.” “I am the bitch. Everyone, please settle down,” Stasia turns out to be the human at Canon funeral. The fucking chick with ass. She stood a 5 ft something, all in black. I had no idea they made jump boots that small. Black cargo paints, black t-shirt, never looked so fucking sexy. A glock strapped to her side, knifes everywhere. Brown hair braided and put in buns. Blue piercing eyes. Fuck me please, I think I am in love. At least for the night. “Stop drooling Mark.

He was honestly trying to give her a feedback that she talks too much. "You... mere mortal, very well. Take this! Neko Clan Hidden Demonic Ninjustu: Ghost Steps Twin Shadow Fang!" The young woman announced loudly. ——————

But unlike Steven’s, where his tattoo has a white line of string flowing down to coil three times around his wrist before moving up to connect with the rotating white ball on the inside of his palm, hers has a string flowing down to coil three times around her wrist before moving up to connect with 2 white waves on the inside of her palm. “But I thought subs couldn’t control the main element and I’ve seen Dana try to drown Steven with her powers?” Remembering that morning still puts a smile on my face, in my brief time living with the two of them it was a little amusing to see how childish they tend to get when they’re arguing over something.

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

The revelation about the masked man having a dragon tattoo had struck a chord within him, sending his thoughts spiraling. A surge of memories flooded his mind, memories he had tried to bury deep within his consciousness. The image of a fierce dragon tattoo, its intricate design etched upon a powerful Lycan King's arm, resurfaced in his thoughts. Xander knew all too well the significance of such a mark. It was a symbol of authority, a mark reserved for those who held immense power within the Lycan community.

To my displeasure, the girl from earlier, Tsubaki, was standing at the island in a pair of cut-off jeans that showed the top of her ass and a small shirt tied up in the front, showing off her midsection. Tsubaki was very pretty. She was tall and thin with long platinum blonde hair, a great tan and silver eyes. She had her breasts pushed up in her shirt perfectly to show her cleavage. “What is she doing here?” He asked in a snide voice as she looked up at us. She seemed to be cooking. “The Luna and I are here to make dinner. What are you doing here?” Ayla asked with an emphasis on the word luna.She didn’t seem to be pleased with Tsubaki being in the kitchen and, I had to admit, neither was I.

He carried a beer bottle which he later used to smash the Islander’s head in. There was a loud clang, and the Islander’s head bled. Steven clapped his hands and chuckled coldly. “You dare to flirt with my woman, Islander? Do you think I won’t kill you right now?” Steven poured the remaining beer all over the Islander’s body to show off his might. The Islander struggled to get back up. He covered his bloody face and growled, “Bastard!” “How dare you lay your filthy fingers on me, Kubomura Akane?! Just you wait!”

he asked. "Yes sir, I'm sorry, it was an automatic reaction. It won't happen again" Brookwater said, surprised that he hadn't ripped her a new one. "I am sorry..." she trailed off when he cut her off with a wave of his hand. "It's fine, nobody got hurt and your reaction time was fast, with a little more restraint we might make a decent A-Class member of you, but you need to realise that not all B-Class are our enemies" Sebestian said as he looked at the girl, a recent transfer from London, maybe she had found her mate in the B-Class? were they getting younger? He wondered. This one looked fresh from the academy, she barely looked old enough to receive her wings, and to have found her mate al