Does Black Noir Kill Homelander Novels & Stories

"You think I haven't been running scenarios for the past hour? Vittorio doesn't leave trails. Doesn't make mistakes. He'll have her somewhere we can't reach." "Then we make him reachable." My hands were shaking now, adrenaline crashing through my system with nowhere to go. "We burn down every building he owns. We take apart his organization piece by piece until he has no choice but to—" "That's not a plan," Noir interrupted from the back seat, his voice flat and cold. "That's suicide." "I don't give a fuck." I spun in my seat to look at him. "She's out there with him. With that monster who destroyed me, who would've killed me if Lorenzo hadn't—"

“You get your prize. The hybrid. You can study him, bleed him, cut him open—I don’t care.” My grip tightened. “And in return, you and your hunters leave the vampire clans alone. Completely. No more raids. No more silver bullets. You walk away.” Kris went quiet. You could almost hear the gears in his head turning. “One hybrid,” he said slowly, “in exchange for the extinction of my life’s work?” “For peace,” I corrected. He wiped blood from his mouth and chuckled weakly. “And Blackwood?” he asked. “You think he’ll just let me take Noah after what I heard down there? That man’s tied to him now they are both connected now

Noah admitted. "Dad?!" Jemma's shock echoed in her voice. "Dad killed him. Neel Dixon is Peter’s biological son. He planned an attack on Dad, but we safely returned to Vento City. In retaliation, I killed his... sister, Leslie Winkle. That's why he's after me for revenge," Noah explained, revealing a dark web of vendettas and dangerous connections. Jemma covered her mouth in shock, struggling to reconcile the image of Yohan Dixon's dark side with the polite and gentle man she had known. The revelation about Noah's involvement in such a dangerous game left her staggered.

Damon demanded, breathing hard, blood streaking down his arm from a wound the lead wolf had left before its retreat. "I ended this particular confrontation before it cost either side more than necessary," Reyes said, stepping fully into the hall, her enforcers spreading out behind her with practiced precision. "You're welcome, Alpha Blackwood." "You're the reason this happened in the first place," Noah snarled, moving toward her despite Elias's hand catching his arm to hold him back. "You sent Ironwood after my sister."

His eyes turning black as he is on the verge of shifting. “You don’t get to tell me what to do anymore, Zanicus. The Alpha King is removing you from your position. I will be the next Gamma once I succeed in killing the hybrid, you are not to get in my way,” the leader seethed, his eyes darting to Cora who shrinks behind her mate. “Kill her,” The leader jumped and shifted mid-air. He pounced at Zanicus, but before he could, he makes a portal and grabs Cora, entering the portal before it closes and they disappear into thin air.

It’s so juvenile. “I can honestly say I’ve heard nothing about Blacktop,” I say unemotionally. Blacktop is, of course, another assassin, known for killing his victims by running them down. He either makes it look like a simple hit-and-run or sets up a patsy to take the fall. Not the most creative way to kill someone, but it does get the job done. “Well, he won’t be competing this year because he went and got himself killed,” she says in amusement.

Not only had my parents been murdered, but my mother had been pregnant with my brother, a brother who was now somewhere out there, raised by our enemies to be a weapon against his own bloodline. "So a select group within the Northern Alliance kept him secret even from their own leadership," Kane summarised, his voice tight with barely controlled rage. "They've been using Blackthorne blood magic for their own purposes, without the knowledge of wolves like Lord Donovan." "A shadow faction," Alpha Maxwell murmured, his weathered face grim. "This explains why certain Northern Alliance activities seemed... uncoordinated at times."

Eva cut in dismissively. No thanks. Nothing. And Damon frowned, his gaze deeming those crossed arms and that barricading stance unnecessary. But then, he quickly brushed it off and turned to me. “I missed a few details,” he lowered his voice and leaned closer, “Alpha Black was stabbed. A silver dagger.” My time stopped. My mind went blank. The noise cut to silence and my body went numb. And then, Eva’s cries snapped me back. “What the fuck are you doing? What’s Hunter Black trying again? Get away from her!”

Alpha Markus stands near the boundary, flanked by two of his shadow-clad assassins who keep their hands resting lightly on the hilt of their blades. "WOW," Hank drawls with a smirk as he takes in the sight of my bare, blood-spattered chest stepping out of the vehicle. "Did I happen to show up at a bad time, Alpha Xander?" "No. State your business, Markus. What do you want?" "The Council has granted me full permission to eliminate your uncle once and for all and I came to tell you as a courtesy." He says. “I apologize in advance for your future loss, I know how deeply you all care for him…..especially you, Lana," he grins, stepping forward and taking my sister's hand in his.

I looked to the other side and saw my council members with Father in the midst of them. And on the other side, it was the council members of the Crimson Fang Empire. My heart sank into my stomach as my eyes met with their Alpha, Alpha Kael. He was tall, well built and looked extremely handsome. But the admiration did not last long, it was replaced by a deep hatred when I reminded myself that it was his people who killed Mother. " Princess Lyra, you are welcome, we have been waiting for you to show up and here you are" the council leader from my pack said.