Dinah Drake Black Canary Novels & Stories

Canary is holding a bottle of while and two wines glasses. “Yeah?” I call back as I return to the table with the plans. We are organizing teams to work in different sections. “Look what I brought!” She said almost singing and with a big smile on her face. “Why?” I asked sarcastically. “Yeah. Why?” Isaiah asked. Canary has a mischievous look in her eyes. “I want a drink while watching all these gorgeous men work.” I burst out laughing and give her a hug. “I freaking love you, girl. You always seize the moment.”

"Are you a celebrity?" When Drake didn't respond, I jumped in to answer on his behalf. "He's a model," I explained. Mrs. Black's eyes widened in recognition. "And the number one in the world, because of his exceptional handsomeness," she added, her voice filled with admiration. Drake's response was interrupted as he began to say,"I will take my..." "I need..." I started, but my words trailed off, unsure of how Drake would respond. As if he could read my mind, he finished my sentence for me. "She needs the pictures," Drake said.

"I've always been curious about who chose that name. Why Black Queen?" Picking up the knife on the table, I twirl it around in my hand "Because my heart is as black as coal. Have you seen the American show that goes by 'Once Upon a Time?' the evil queen who coincidentally goes by Regina too has a black heart. The difference between us is that I'm not trying to be good. I won't hesitate to stick this knife in your throat and watch as you take your last breath" "Why does that turn me on?"

he says. Kella pushes forward and licks the spot that has already healed from before. ‘Our mark looks good on our mate,’ she says proudly as our canines extend. ‘Yes it does.’ Slowly, she sinks her canines into his neck, holding on and milking her venom into him as I continue to ride him, feeling his cock flex inside me as the venom begins to flow into him. “Do you want more of my venom in you, little one, or can I drink from you?” Drake murmurs in our ear.

:D Thank you for the journey, lovelies! #TheBlackShadowPackSigningOff xoxo, Cassandra M

I also slice a melon fruit and apple before I settle myself on the dining table. Eating silently I notice the huge painting across the glass wall here in the dining room. I stop chewing my food and tilted my head. It was an image of a black swan that has a white reflection on the water... "There will be no ugly duckling story in real life" I whisper to myself after a couple of minutes staring at the painting.

Canary is holding a bottle of while and two wines glasses. “Yeah?” I call back as I return to the table with the plans. We are organizing teams to work in different sections. “Look what I brought!” She said almost singing and with a big smile on her face. “Why?” I asked sarcastically. “Yeah. Why?” Isaiah asked. Canary has a mischievous look in her eyes. “I want a drink while watching all these gorgeous men work.” I burst out laughing and give her a hug. “I freaking love you, girl. You always seize the moment.”

Drake’s voice was laced with anger. “It’s not that easy, Drake. I thought I had started to forget him too… but damn, it still hurts. It hurts to think he’s marrying someone else.” She gave a bitter smile and quickly wiped her tears away. Then she asked, “Do you have a cigarette? Can I have one?” Drake clenched his jaw as he saw Rihanna’s current state. He held back his frustration. Instead of handing her a cigarette, he grabbed the bottle of Snake Venom and took a long drink from it. If drinking everything she ordered would stop her from getting more drunk, he’d do it.

I'll be right back, I'm just going outside for some fresh air. Dinah nodded before turning her attention to the band that animated that gave access to the uncovered part of the place. I leaned against the massive glass wall as I took a sip of the drink made with orange juice and vodka. -Camila, you know that that is dangerous... - the blonde said with a serious expression. -I like the danger, Dinah. It's exciting.

Three of the others leaned in conspiratorially, eyes alight with interest and devious intent. Blake exhaled a stream of grey smoke. "Need to sedate him first. Make it look like an accident. Easy enough." Clouds were beading on the horizon, just a ghost of what could become a storm. Perhaps it was imaginary, but ominous no less. It was all about the signs, the dark omens the captain kept ignoring. The things that had been haunting the Black Hind's path had gone on far longer than anyone else liked to think about. Blake chuckled. His caustic amusement grated on the air, weighing like chains on the deck as he turned away. One more made seven, a veritable crew all by itself. Some even brewing wi