Courtney Blackson Novels & Stories

Their deadly looks are only outdone by the deadly Neron weapons they point at the two of us. But there in the middle is a woman. Her eyes are full of wonder and fear, but she’s trying very hard to mask both right now. She’s petite, average height. She has soft, curly brown hair, and warm brown eyes. Her cheekbones are sharp and her hands small and delicate. But I know the power behind her voice. “Valen Nero, Nova Ainsley,” she says, stepping forward. “I’m Arden Black.”

Courtney laid it on thick. Amber knew for a fact that Leo never had friendly conversations with Courtney about his private life. His hatred for the conniving cunt rivaled her own, probably surpassed it. Leo had longer to grow his hatred towards the heiress. He’d been there since the beginning when Courtney was a spoiled little bitch who manipulated a love-struck Grayson, through her cheating on his friend time and time again, to now in the center of a blackmail and murder for hire plot. After Courtney continued to kiss ass a bit longer and as if she was actually a welcomed and wanted member of the circle, Grayson grabbed onto his wife’s elbow.

After a few minutes of tossing and turning on the bed, I finally got up and washed my face, and headed downstairs. I saw Courtney entering the house through the main door. She was in her black runner pants and sports bra. She had her water bottle in one hand and her jacket in the other. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and she was skimming through her phone while sipping on water. My eyes widened as I looked at her carefully.

"I'm here trying to rest; you guys are fighting like cat and mouse." "Sorry babe," Daniel replied, hugging Grace by rubbing her back gently. "What happened to you? Why are you so pale?" "Can we all sit first," I nodded, taking a seat beside Rachel as Daniel passed a glass of water to Grace, who she gladly accepted, giving him small but gentle.

Nothing, no scent, no sound, no sign that anyone had entered. A shaky breath escaped my lips as I clutched my pounding head. I staggered to my feet, guided only by the pale moonlight spilling through the window. My body felt like lead, weak, empty, and starving, my throat burned with dryness. I stumbled into the kitchen and drank water. I set the cup down, and that’s when it happened. A sharp, agonizing crack split through my bones, my knees buckled. No. Not again. I screamed as the shift overtook me, my bones twisting, reshaping, skin tearing. The black wolf emerged, ruthless and wild, trapping my soul behind its eyes.

Karl's POV I walked into the gathering that was waiting for me. It was no longer only the council members that were present, the rest of the Pack members were there as well. I could see the members of my pack there too. I looked around and noticed that Princess Lyra was not yet here. I wondered if she was always this late to every gathering or she was just trying to piss me off right now. I stood in front of the burning fire as I waited for her to join me there.

Damien Black sat behind my desk. The CEO of Blackstone Holdings who has been trying to destroy Rivera Enterprise for years. Of all the people in the world, Damien Black was the last man I expected to see tonight. He sat on my chair as if it belonged to him, clicking his hands gently on the table. His broad shoulders blocked the light streaming in from the windows. He was taller than I remembered, broad-shouldered and more masculine than he looked in the magazines. Dark hair brushed carelessly over his forehead, and his sharp jawline made him look like he had been carved from stone. And those eyes, cold. Observant, predatory. When he noticed someone entering, his gaze lifted slowly, pinning m

He asked as he sat back, waiting for me to answer him. I took a seat in front of the desk. "Well, I have a business proposition for you, but I don't do anything with people I don't know." "Really?" He eyed me for quite a long time before he spoke again. "The name is Steven... Steven Black and as of a week ago I took charge in the absence of the Rogue King." He smirked as he leaned forward on his desk. "Now that you know who I am, who are you, and what do you want?"

Meanwhile somewhere far away from the traffic jam, There's a lady standing on the roof top of a 9 storey building, checking on Badmus with binoculars and a 200M military grade sniper with a long range laser optic scopes on it. The lady's name is Elizabeth who goes by the code name of {Black Ace ♠️} , She's also a member of the Prime X force and just like Diamond and the others, she was tasked with the order to take out Badmus. But unlike her team mates, Black ace was different in every way.

He asks me again as I head to my room, to get dressed for the club, I have to meet Danika there in an hour. “Yeah, turns out, that he is a good guy. We got along just fine. Such a gentleman I swear.” I say as I make dreamy eyes. Wow, I didn’t think I was capable of making Lucas Carter jealous, but here we are. “I see.” He says quietly as I lay out my bodycon black dress on the bed, “What are you doing?” “I told you, right? I am going out with Danika to a club.” I say as without a warning, I take off my top.