Does Black Noir Kill Homelander Novels & Stories

Black, heavy, and terrifyingly real. "What…" his voice came out lower than intended, "What the hell is this?" Adrian looked at him calmly, then tapped the photograph twice with his index, "He’s become a problem I need solved." "You want me to kill someone?" Noah’s voice rose, disbelief and horror cracking through, "Are you insane?" Adrian's expression remained unchanged, "He is creating problems that threaten my interests. You will handle it." "You want me to shoot him?" Noah took an involuntary step backward, pulse roaring in his ears.

My arm stayed raised, seconds away from finishing them. Daniel ran over and knelt beside me. “Boss. Please. You can’t pull the trigger. You will go to prison. Please.” My heart tilted slightly, and I looked at him, my eyes empty. Prison? My lips curled into a slow, frightening smirk. Really? Who in the fucking world could arrest me? I’m Zaydeen Black! I have never shot a man before. I have never killed or had the thought to kill, but I own a licensed gun for protection… but tonight, I would kill all these pigs because they had no right to put their hands on my woman!

I don’t know how much power those souls can give, but it has to be a lot if he thinks it will give him a shot. Instantly, Phoenix and my dad are on his heels, prepared to kill. My dad’s wolf crashes into Xavier, making his face slam into the glass chamber and as Xavier body slides to the ground, my dad’s wolf puts his throat in his mouth. Still aware of everything going on, the wolf looks up to Phoenix, waiting for Phoenix to confirm the death. Phoenix presses his lips together and gives him a single nod, confirming the kill. Without hesitation, his wolf’s teeth pierces through Xavier’s neck and rips it out. It’s like the weight in the room is lifted as this death officially ended Xavier Bla

He was trying to stop the blood that was running from his throat. “If you want to leave, tell me who is fucking Mr. Black and what was he talking about," Liam asked “Mr. Black is my client, I didn't know what deal he had with him”, the Jolly voice was trembling with his body. “ You both messed with the wrong girl,” Liam said before killing Jolly. “Clean the mess and make sure to find who is fucking Mr. Black,” He said, and Luca nodded. ***** It was evening when Liam reached the hotel. The blood drain was still visible in his t-shirt, but he wore the jacket on it to hide it before entering the hotel.

“James’s body has been processed. If he has no family, we will handle the burial.” “Body?” I felt like I’d been hit by a massive hammer. I immediately went up to the officer. “Excuse me, Sir. Which James are you talking about? Whose body is that?” “James, President of Black Hell.” Noah suddenly began to sob. What happened? I grabbed Noah’s cuffed hand. “This isn’t right, is it, Noah? James isn’t dead, is he? Who killed him?” Noah didn’t answer. He just shook his head. Noah was absolutely devastated.

The sneaky attack made by the vampire lord was broken by Naomi's fast reaction. “Shooting star.” She mentioned the name of her attack. “It wasn’t just black energy. It’s a black plasma that only the true heir was crowned with. A fake like you could never have it.” Her dry tone was meant for the vampire lord even though she was looking at the assistant. “Hiss~” But the assistant could only hiss helplessly. “And you…” She pressed her palm harder. “Goodbye.” the black liquid with a hideous smell dug into the assistant’s skin like an acid.

“If you came here in Noah’s name, then be firm about it! No one can stop him or any of his trusted people from entering his mother’s house!” “We appreciate your help, Lord Lunefar…” Atticus and I exchanged a tense look before he continued, “But we’re here to speak with Alpha Kaia about a delicate matter, so… If you could be so kind as to let us handle this…” "It was Noah who killed that chimera, wasn't it?" he asked bluntly, leaving us speechless. “Did you see him do it too?” I approached my father-in-law, suddenly anxious. “Oh, thank God! Can you testify on our behalf…?”

Thankfully, Nox is still pulling through strong. "I could have sworn he was going to live. His fever went down and the black ink stopped flowing and his eyes looked clear, I didn't know he would try..." A hiccup escapes my throat. "...to scratch out his throat with his claws." I left him for a few seconds to get the next shot for him just to see him sprawled on the floor with his neck gaping open. "I shouldn't have left him." The black plaque is doomed to take lives one way or the other. If the black ink doesn't kill, the monsters up in the victims' heads will.