Davos Blackwood Novels & Stories

my father’s voice interrupted my thoughts, "let us welcome the man who will help lead us into this new era. The future Alpha of the United Pack... Adrian Blackwood." The massive oak doors at the end of the hall swung wide with a bang that echoed like a gunshot. Then, he stepped in. Adrian Blackwood walked in like he owned the air in the room. He was young, probably late-twenties, but he carried a darkness that made him look a thousand years old. He was tall, built like a tank but moved with the grace of a jungle cat. He wore a black-on-black suit that probably cost more than a house, but it couldn't hide the raw, lethal power rolling off him in waves. His face was all sharp angles—a jawline

Behind me, the antique clock ticked louder than a bomb. I didn't turn. Couldn't face those ice-blue eyes that saw every weakness. “Elena Davids found a loophole in the…” I tried to explain, but she cut me off. “A Blackwood,” she said, her voice cold, “does not get outmaneuvered by some ambulance-chasing lawyer.” Her cane tapped against the Persian rug, once, twice before she circled into view. At eighty-two, she moved with the lethal grace of the panther she'd had stuffed over the fireplace. “Especially not by the husband of a girl we allowed into this family.”

I looked down the hallway and through the other side, and there was actually no one in sight. My heart hammered as I approached the large double office doors with D. BLACKWOOD engraved on the metal plate. I forced my trembling hand to knock. No answer. Great. I knocked again. Still nothing. Screw it. I pushed the door open— —and froze in place. Damian Blackwood sat behind his massive black desk. Sharp suit. Cuffed sleeves. Jaw tight enough to crack a diamond. He didn’t look up at me. Not even a glance. I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by his deep voice.

Blackwood greeted me in his driveway. "Mother wishes for me to get to know Daisy. I am here to see her." His face drained of color, going pale, and his expression turned guilty and scared. That's weird. "O-oh no, L-Lorenzo, she is a little bit sick," he fumbled with his words, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hand. I know when someone is lying to me, damn it. "Perhaps I was not clear with my words, Blackwood. I am here to see my wife, the future Mafia princess. Get her for me ” I commanded, walking to his front door as he ran after me, scared.

Adrian stood between them, watching with an almost amused expression. "You wanted the truth." He spread his hands. "Now you have it." Ava glared at him. "What did you do?" "Nothing." He smiled. "I simply brought the two brothers together." Brothers. Ava's heart pounded. She looked at the second man. "Who are you?" He lowered his gun slightly. "My name is Damian Blackwood." The man beside her immediately shook his head. "He's lying." The second man looked at him. "No. You are."

" Blackwood. The name echoed in Aria's mind like a bell. She knew that name. Everyone in the city knew that name. The Blackwood family was old money the kind of wealth that transcended normal understanding. Real estate, technology, pharmaceuticals, shipping they had fingers in every pie, and their influence extended into political circles at the highest levels. Charles Blackwood had built an empire, and his grandson, Damien, was continuing and expanding the legacy. Damien Blackwood. Aria had seen his face in business magazines, on the news, in those tabloid articles about the city's most eligible bachelors. Impossibly handsome, ruthlessly intelligent, and notoriously private. He'd taken over

7, but still considering her heels Louisa was still much taller than he was probably two inches taller. “My name is Grace Winters, it’s nice to meet you guys”. Grace said smiling. “Well since you all have introduced yourself, You should introduce yourself to the company too”. DD said getting up from her seat. DD was quite taller than Grace had expected, She was about the same height as Louisa who was smiling uncontrollably. It was expected, Doris Denver was a household name in the Entertainment Industry, Though she worked for Mr Black, She could succeed much more if she was on her own, but everyone knew of her loyalty to Mr Black. She had been with him ever since he started Black Ent.

His presence was intimidating, his aura exuding malevolence. Ava knew who the man was. He was the original bearer of the Blackwood name, a retired marine soldier, Albert Blackwood. Albert pointed his fancy walking stick at Ava, saying gruffly “I haven't seen this one before” “She's new,” said Liam. Albert narrowed his eyes on her. “I can see that.” he gave Ava a once-over, scrutinizing her from head to toe. Ava swallowed hard, she could barely hold eye contact with him. Albert asked “What were doing to him? Taking advantage of the fact that he can neither see nor walk”

"What brother? Who is this Mr. Blackwood you’re so afraid of? As far as I know, they are common people with the name ‘Blackwood.’” "Correct but there's only one widely known 'Aiden Blackwood,' sir." Charles Robert’s breath caught. The color drained from his face so completely his wife took a step forward, alarmed. His hand, holding the phone, began to tremble slightly. He knew that name. Every businessman with any global sense knew that name. It wasn’t just a name; it was a power to be reckoned with. "Aiden… Blackwood?" Charles repeated hoarsely . "Of the Blackwood family? The… the owner of BLAQ?"

"Your boyfriend has abandoned you, but Damian is willing to take you in, if you'd just agree to join him. You know, he's merciful, unlike his brother, who is also your boyfriend. I mean, I would have killed you on sight, sliced your body in half and keep one here in France and the other at Dashiell's gate," I gasped, the ropes adding immense pressure to my stomach. Brother? My thoughts drifted back to the night when Adela told me that Dashiell had a brother. "I see you are surprised," Anthony laughed. "Damian Blackwood is the first son of Donovan Blackwood, and no…he is not illegitimate, he was born from the same womb as Dashiell. And he is here to redeem us from this era of darkness." A cou