Does Black Noir Kill Homelander Novels & Stories

All eyes were on me. “Execution?” I laughed, looking at my wine glass. “What a waste. I don't want his corpse. I want every drop of his blood to replicate his process. Imagine an army of ten thousand men with the strength of Subject Zero. The human world, the Council... everyone on their knees.” “But he won't let himself be caught, Alpha” intervened an informant sitting at the end of the table. “Killian Blackwood lives in a fortress. He passes himself off as a professor and a tycoon. He is protected.”

Our eyes met, and he saw the blood and the kids. “Oh, no,” I muttered. I knew that look. He didn't care about the battle anymore. He just ran. “Dominic, get back in here!” Killian roared, but it was no use. Black Moon smiled. “Good. Bring me the father too.” “In your dreams,” I spat. Dominic hit the platform and slammed into Black Moon. The impact cracked the stone. “You want my kids?” Dominic roared, looking ready to end a life. “Come get them through me.”

I lunged forward, the silver rope slipping down the shattered fragments of the chair as my hands, now heavily clawed and bleeding, came free in front of my chest. I dropped to the floor, my breath coming in ragged pants as I dragged myself toward the wall. Through the thick stone of the door, the muffled sound of a violent argument cut through the silence of the corridor. “The entire Blackthorn vanguard is hunting us, you idiot!” Detective Rowan Black’s voice was high, stripped of its usual smooth authority. “The Okoye Alpha has triggered the Blood Hunt! My badges won’t save us if his wolves cross into the heights!”

His screams echoed for a heartbeat before they were choked off. His eyes wide. His throat torn like the feral stab of a cursed blade. My breath was ragged. My vision blurred red as Zorry howled. Howling in a manner she had never howled. “What is happening?” I asked Zorry, a flick of confusion creeping in. And then… silence. I staggered back, shaking, covered in blood that wasn’t mine. Jackson Blackwood lay broken and still, his body twisted, his chest caved in. The cousin of Alpha Volvo Blackwood is dead. And not just an ordinary death, but the death in the hands of an omega. In the hands of dirt.

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!

Adriana affirmed, more like lied. "The blackmailer. Whoever he is, he wants to do the exchange at Lighthorn Creek. It plans on leaving an assassin to hunt him down." Adriana let out an involuntary gasp. She imagined Rodriguez bring shot in the head. No! No! "Dad, don't you think that's a bit severe?" "Honey, we are talking about a blackmailer here." Images of Adriana blackmailing Claire flashed through her head. "I don't support it Dad. If you hadn't killed Claire, we wouldn't be in this mess."

The man stopped with a stifled expression. “Our goal is to destroy anything abnormal, and one of the abnormal things in our world is the Ilgara hybrid.” "You are the group that opposes it." Jongin said understandingly, moving forward: “Does it make sense to you?” He stopped as that man showed his fangs into a sharp, devilish smile. “I am Aleister Black, the exterminator of the Ilgara race, who murdered Prince Gerald and his wife, Lorraine.” His smile widened like a mentally disturbed person.

I continue. No one says a word, silence fills the hall. “You all must be wondering what happened. Well, I killed him. I killed Nicholas Blackwood. He's a traitor and a murderer to all of Noire hills.” “A beast at that.” A voice spat out in disdain. I turn to look at who said that, Alpha Giovanni. He's here. Smoking, I tilt my head up in acknowledgement and he bows slightly too. It's so good to see him back on his feet, hale and hearty.

“Oh don’t be a coward Keanu, you can’t reject a duel. And I’m going to win this throne honorably” “Honorably? Do you think this is honorable? Plotting against me, using the witches, almost killing my mate? Noir is fucking dead because of you and you think this is honorable? You’re a fucking idiot” He tightened his jaw and gritted his teeth. His eyes were bloodshot and all I saw was murder in his eyes. Who the fuck is this man? Slowly he spelled the words out for me “Noir’s death was a mistake and I had no choice when it came to Jade but if you’re so mad that I almost succeeded in killing your mate then fight me because if you don’t I won’t stop coming for her”

She was raised in the shadows. He rules the world from the light. But her secret could burn the entire kingdom to the ground. For eighteen years, Nadia Hayes lived like a phantom. Hidden deep inside a secluded cave by her grandmother, she survived on river fish, harsh training, and silent longing. As the last living survivor of the forbidden Blackblood lineage, her existence is a death sentence. Her only crime is the blood in her veins—and her only desire is to know what it feels like to belong. Then, one desperate mistake exposes her secret to the realm. Hunted across enemy territory, Nadia flees to the remnant of her ancestral people, praying for sanctuary. Instead, she finds a clan