Deku Black Novels & Stories

I opened my eyes, feeling a slight change in the air coming from Andrew, he still needs to learn a lot, but for someone who was only 15, he was doing pretty well. "Calm down, Mister Thompson." I listened to Mister Clark speak and took a deep breath, closing my eyes again. "One of the most studied packs is Miss Black's, the SilverRage pack, it maintains contact with some deities, the main ones are Selene, Ares, Athena and Dionysus. Would you like to talk about that, Miss Black?" I smiled in a corner.

Well, he was an Alpha and things like that didn't really affect him. After I ran his bath and he was in the bathroom, I would clean the whole suite excluding his bathroom. I usually got delighted when cleaning his bedroom because the bedroom was very macho and much like him. It really suited his personality. The bedroom was totally done up in black just like his office. The sheets and the duvet were black. Even the couch was black too. The walk-in closet was spray painted black too and I longed to see the inside of it. I was sure that it would look like a men's fashion world because Alpha Derek had the best taste in outfits. All the clothes he wore usually suited him perfectly and they were

**FERAL FURY PACK** Lucifer groaned as the morning sun pierced through the curtains, hitting his eyes with a harsh glare. His head throbbed, a relentless reminder of the night before. He sat up slowly, his body heavy and sluggish. As he reached for his phone on the nightstand, the screen lit up with the notification of 42 missed calls—20 from Spike, 20 from Mikhail, and two from Viktor. He sighed, his mind hazy as the events of last night slowly resurfaced. Two bottles of *Everclear*, notorious for its 100% alcohol content, had been more than enough to knock him out. He wondered how he’d managed to fall so deep into the bottle, completely losing himself in the process.

Vera's POV Why is everything black? My head is throbbing in pain like it's hit by the truck. God! I blinked my eyes open and groaned in pain. "la ucciderò" ( I'll kill her.) I heard a manly voice. "Non è il nostro obiettivo, calmati." (She is not our target, calm down.) Same voice! That woman, she is here. Fuck! They kidnapped me. Who are they and what are they talking about.

he hissed in Binge’s ear, “because I’m going to indulge my gluttony to the fullest!” Meanwhile, in a darker corner of Corpsehaven… A battered metal door was ripped off its hinges and flung inward, crashing across the floor. Starving survivors, their cheeks sunken and eyes hollow, scattered to avoid the flying debris. They clung to each other—bodies trembling under the weight of trauma that no one should ever endure. Through the open doorway stepped a group of silent figures clad in sleek black armor, each plate designed for aerodynamic efficiency, every inch infused with glowing core lines that shimmered faintly along the seams. A rare luxury, even for the privileged.

I was drawn to him with an inexplicable force that made my heart stumble. He stepped closer, lowering himself to my height. A fleeting smile ghosted across his lips. “So you’re the girl hiding in the woods,” he said, his voice low and rasped. “I’ve heard the rumors, the black wolf that haunts the full moon.” I said nothing. My voice unused for years, maybe I've forgotten how to speak. I only stared. “No need to fear, my dear,” he murmured. “While they see disaster, I see potential. I am Alpha Xareth Morryn. Alpha of Crimson Dusk.”

Not when it was this demon in human form in front of him. "I am asking you again and for the last time,where is my money?" the other man who looked exactly like a drug lord said,while puffing carelessly on his pipe. "Give me just one month please. One more month and I promise I'll pay off my debt. Please" the older man begged. "You think i came all the way here to listen to your pleadings?" the drug lord said with a scoff. The older man, Mark,was mute. He had tried hard to pay back the debt he owed this demon standing in front of him,but things seemed to be working against him.

“You’ve returned from your adventures. Tell me, what have you seen out there?” “I’ve seen many things,” Derek started, a grin breaking across his face. “But I’ve brought back something even more valuable—outsiders.” At this, the atmosphere shifted. Blackwood’s expression hardened, his eyes narrowing. I felt Axel tense beside me, his grip firm around my hand. “Outsiders?” Alpha Blackwood echoed, fixing his gaze on us. Suddenly, he straightened, a feral grin creeping onto his face. “Good! Derek has brought back some outsiders that will be useful for sport!”

Then black. Nothing.

the leader of their council said. There was so much hatred in the way he spoke to me, and I wondered what he was talking about. "What did you find out?" I asked him. " You possessed a dark lunar magic and this has brought about some kind of darkness to our pack, we do not accept that kind of magic here and anyone who brings such to us will be punished" he said. It sounded like some lame joke, I am never with such kind of magic, what has this got to do with me?