Davos Blackwood Novels & Stories

‘Good morning my name is Ivory hemming I’m a water elemental, the ice type and also in my first year, I’m sure we’ve all being briefed on what we’re doing in Buklime mountain’ Ivory sais heading straight to business. They all nodded, Ivory saw two familiar faces and her heart almost leaped out of her chest. It was the guy and girl whom were with Alfred two days ago. Ivory quickly looked somewhere else when she saw the guy staring at her, it was a little bit embarrassing. ‘I’ll introduce everyone, we’ve all introduced ourselves before you got here’ Natasha said to ivory ‘this is Chevy Sinclair a second year and a phase two witch’. He waves at ivory who in turns smiles carefully. ‘This is Nara

’Good morning staffs, I would very much like to make this meeting a very short one’ The manager tells us. ‘For the new staffs who do not know the boss, this is mr. Jones Black, C.E.O of Mars private hospital, which you all know has branches all over the continent’. The manager says, addressing the fine piece of art beside him. Mr. Black just waves at us, a light smile on his lips which makes my breath hitch. I know I am sounding like a hopeless romantic right now but I can’t deny the attraction I feel towards this man. ‘Oh. My. God! He looks even more stunning with that smile’. Goldie says, twisting a strand of hair around her finger as she stares dreamingly at Mr. Black.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Before Adele could reply Daisy pushes him aside and hugs her tightly and says " Tell me about him. Who is he? How is he? Is he good looking?" Axel gives a low growl and says " Your mate is right here. Why are you thinking about other males?" Daisy snorts and says " Oh.. shut up Axel. Adele has just found her mate so obviously, I want to know more." She then ignores him and urges Adele to tell her. Adele smiles at her and says " His name is Chris, Alpha of the Blackwood pack." " You mean the strongest Alpha Chris Black?" asked Daisy amazed. Adele nods and Daisy squealed with delight and hugs her friend again. " I saw him yesterday. He's hot." The last words she whispers slowly to Adele.

“That’s right. Now, do you know why it was renamed Blackwater Valley?” “Uh, I don’t think so.” Richard felt as though he’d learned all of this at one time. “I assumed it was because the town’s on the river, or from it being part of the Rock River Valley. Something along those lines.” He suddenly felt foolish. Deadmond took the eyeglasses from his head and began cleaning them with his shirttail. “Well, the original village of Shaw Valley was platted in 1829, and thrived almost immediately. But in 1832, the year of the so-called Black Hawk War, malaria struck the township’s settlers. Devastated them. A bad strain, too: raging fever, blood in their urine, massive destruction of the red blood ce

He positioned me in a chair but didn’t step away, his presence strangely reassuring as the adrenaline wore off. “The news is already airing the story,” he said softly, gesturing to the kitchen television. “They are controlling the narrative.” Sure enough, there was David’s face, pristine and composed as always: “—and in breaking news, tycoon of industry David Blackwood has announced his impending mating ceremony to Sophie Collins, calling it a ‘union of two ancient bloodlines.’ The ceremony that’s normally only permitted for true mates in the werewolf community— “

I’d never seen such wealth up close. I was too busy staring when we reached a door at the end of the hall. “The Blackwoods are very particular,” she continued. “Your job is to clean, stay out of sight, and…” She never finished. Because at that moment, the door swung open. And he stepped out. Damian Blackwood. The air in my lungs turned solid.

“Mr. Blackwood, they’re ready for your toast.” Izzy blinked rapidly. Blackwood? Her stomach sank. She’d just called out Alexander Blackwood. CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. Billionaire. Reclusive tech god. One of the wealthiest, most untouchable men in the country. He didn’t look angry. He looked amused. “For the record,” he said, stepping closer, “it’s Alex.” Then he turned and walked away without another word. Izzy just stood there, heart pounding. Well, she thought. If I’m getting blacklisted, at least I looked good doing it.

Dante replied, his voice a low, vibrating growl. ​The doors to the conservatory opened, and Evelyn Blackwood stepped out onto the terrace. She was followed by Silas, who looked far too rested for a man who had been outmaneuvered the night before. Behind them walked a woman Dante recognized as the Chief Governance Officer of the Blackwood Trust—a woman whose sole job was to ensure the family didn't humiliate the brand. ​"Dante, Isabella," Evelyn said, gesturing to the two empty chairs at the head of the table. "I hope you slept well. The reports from the primary wing suggest it was a... busy night."

Dark hair with silver threading the temples, a sharp jaw shadowed with stubble, and steel-gray eyes that pinned me in place. Damien Blackwood. Forty-two. CEO of Blackwood Holdings. Billionaire. Widower. Ruthless in business and, from what I’d heard, even more so with women. He was my father’s former business partner the man who had once helped fund my dad’s company before their ugly fallout. The one man I’d been strictly told to avoid. “I… yes,” I said, my voice coming out softer than I wanted. “The city looks incredible from up here.” Damien moved closer, his cologne wrapping around me sandalwood, citrus, and something darkly masculine. He leaned against the railing, close enough for me to