Blackwater Got Novels & Stories

"What's his name." "Nero," I said. "Nero Blackwater." The spoon stopped. Not a dramatic stop. A small one. The kind that happened when a body received information and needed one second to decide what to do with it. She looked up at me slowly. "Blackwater," she said. "Yes." "As in Draven Blackwater's bloodline." "His son." Gemma put her spoon down. Looked at Bram. Bram looked back at her with an expression that said he'd already been doing the same calculation and had landed in the same place.

No scratch that, were probably using me as a pawn to please themselves and their side pieces. I laid awake in bed, staring at the cracked pristine of the Blackwater chambers. According to the little piece of lore and backstory I'd managed to gather, the Blackwater fortress was one of the most fortified place in the entire pack. It had been built and carved out of pure stone, with the intention of lasting for centuries. It was a fortress like they called it, and best believe that it lived up to its name.

"Listen! Look for Darryl! Find the three of them by hook or by crook. Either alive or dead!" "Yes, General!" Several minutes later, the black armored rider armies charged out of the Raksasa Tribe's territory to locate Darryl, Loona, and Natalie. … Elsewhere at Black Water Town. Black Water Town was situated between the Wild Deserted Secret Region and the Nine Mainland. It was about ten minutes away from the Raksasa Tribe, with a unique geographic location.

Then Iris spoke quietly. “Subject numbers.” I opened my eyes sharply. “No.” Her expression didn’t change. “You weren’t treated like children there.” The horror in her voice told me everything. Alan turned dangerously still. “What exactly was Blackwater?” Iris hesitated. Then— “A private psychological development program.” Kai scoffed harshly. “That sounds like sanitized bullshit.” “It was.” Her voice hardened slightly now. “They experimented on emotional conditioning, trauma responses, attachment dependency—” “On children?” Alan snapped.

The three law enforcers of the Central Sacred Continent saw the video and knew that today’s matter was settled. If the Allen family could not come up with 10 million Star Dollars to pay off the debt, then the Allen Tavern would become the property of Black Water. Although they knew that Black Water was evil, what Black Water did was in line with the rules. Mosi borrowed the money and signed the contract himself, and judging by his appearance at the time, it did not look like he was in any danger.

"Bank records showing Prince Cian transferred five hundred million dollars from the Royal Treasury to a shell company owned by Blackwater Global, a private military contractor." Cameras clicked furiously. "Exhibit B," I continued. "A signed contract authorizing Blackwater to occupy Regalian ports and establish a private military base on our soil. In exchange for a percentage of the drug and human trafficking routes through the northern mountains." "That's a lie!" Cian screamed, shaking the cage.

' like seriously? 'No, you are not going to force anyone' Jack is just about to pull me when mr. Black's deep upset voice echoes in the hall. Phew! For once, I think I am thankful for Mr. Black's intrusion. At least, this can serve as a compensation for him being a total dick to me earlier this morning. 'In my office mr. Moore' Mr. Black says bossily and then turns back, probably going to his office with an annoyed expression. 'We are not done yet kitten.' Jack says with a victorious grin.

She would have Callisto at her side, and Azrael too. But of the fallen, I had given up a while ago. "No!" I thought, "Asmodeus NEEDS to be on my side." ⋅ ♱ ⋅ The black sun made the sky of hell darker and darker, it was a true work of art, and not even the 7 chapters devoted to its description was enough to define how truly stunning it was. The crimson sky, the dark and cold sun, the gray clouds, and in the background, well hidden among the black mountains, there were small glows.

“I’d like to announce that our greatest competitor in the business has been arrested.” His hazel eyes shift to mine, “Azure Blackwood is being charged with thirteen counts of murder after a failed mission overseas revealed that his product was misrepresented and unsafe for military use.”

“You think this is over? You’ve only broken the lock. The thing beneath the Black Moon stirs, child. And it remembers your name.” Kaelira’s blood ran cold. “No,” she whispered. “The Echo was the last of it. I destroyed it.” “You destroyed its shell,” Varyn said. “But its heart — the true Black Moon — was never in this world to begin with. It’s waiting. And it’s calling you home.” Zevran stepped forward. “Then we’ll burn your god a second time.” Varyn’s expression softened, almost pitying. “You can’t fight the storm, boy. You can only drown in it.”