Edward Cullen Jacob Black Novels & Stories

JAMES BLACKWHEEL He attempted to look deeper when his partner, Kainene entered his room and told him he had to rest because of what they had to do the next day. He tried to object but after much consideration of what she had said, he accepted. Then, slowly, he turned back to the book and started reading. ... James Blackwheel, father of all and wife to Elizabeth Blackwheel was a werewolf...

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Eden Grace Eden’s face turned pale as ash, as soon as she saw the news on the tv. It was him! Cassian Blackthorn! The infamous eldest grandson of the legendary Blackthorn pack! The future ruler of the most powerful werewolf clan in the continent. To add, Cassian was also Jake’s cousin. And the boy she had a terrible history with back in school days. While Jake was the Blackthorn family’s golden boy, well-mannered and well respected among humans and werewolves, his cousin Cassian was everything Jake wasn't.

In the center of the circle burned a brazier filled with black flame. “Cultists,” Zevran muttered. Kaelira nodded slowly. “The Order of the Eclipse. I thought they were gone.” “Apparently they didn’t get the message.” Before they could move, one of the figures turned toward them. Beneath the hood, the eyes glowed red—Moonlight twisted wrong. “Children of the Black Moon,” the voice hissed. “You sealed what was ours.” Zevran drew his blade. “Not sealed enough, apparently.”

For supernatural threats. Five more wolves were down. Three dead. Two injured. Ronan fought in the centre. Massive alpha wolf. Tearing through hunters. But he was hurt. Limping. The leader of this group was unmistakable. Caleb Black. Tall. Scarred. Eyes burning with hatred. He saw Clara. Smiled. Cold. "The Silverblood. Jenny told us about you. Said you were powerful. Let us test that." Jenny. Clara's stomach dropped. Had Jenny betrayed them?

“Ethan Cross, he’s probably the only booksmart guy in their group and the only reason he is in their group.” “And that one, the deadliest of them all.” She did not need to point this time because the only one left was the guy I bumped into that morning. “Cyrus Blackwood.” I snapped my head at her as she said his name, “Blackwood as in…” “Yes, this entire college and its franchise is owned by his family. He is the worst of them all. He’s also the captain of their football team. He acts like the golden chosen child but one wrong move with him and your life will be hell.”

“And secondly, who the hell is Jacob?” “Melanie. It’s Melanie.” Her voice came out in an even bigger rush, the words practically tripping over themselves. “And Jacob is the man that I want to marry, wanted to marry and now Mr. Edgewood is going to kill him because he is an obstacle. That was what he said. And then he just disappeared, like vanished, and he is going to kill Jacob so you have to help me stop him. I didn’t want any of this. I don’t want Jacob to die. So please, I am begging you.”

I looked up and froze. Jacob Black stood there—with his black hair falling across his forehead, blue eyes sharp and intense, tall enough to fill the doorway and make everything else feel smaller. I knew him from stories and glimpses at pack gatherings—the Beta Lord’s son, heir to more power than almost anyone except the Alpha King. New students had transferred to Miller's High recently, and he was one of them, but I never thought he would notice me, let alone speak to me. The shock hit me hard—he was really here. He stared straight at my belly first, noticing the small swell under my dress, and then slowly lifted his gaze to my tear-streaked face.

I questioned, trying to sound as friendly as I could. He gave me a glance, which was a little less unfriendly than the dirty ones he had been throwing our way. “You know,” he said, growing annoyed as the time passed. “I am wasting my breath here. Mr. Black was right. You all are so fake.” My lips parted. Mr. Black? Nathan? Could it be? His full name was Nathan Black. It only made sense that he had a hand in whatever was happening. I recalled the familiar wolf I saw just standing on the sidelines, staring at the wolves tearing each other apart. The cloaked woman who was sitting on his back muttered inaudible words under her breath while making strange movements with her hands.

muttered Eddy gritting his teeth in anger. There was a silence between them for some time until something struck Eddy's thought and he glanced at Jacob in astonishment. "By the way, you said that Gil was dead, isn't it? Then how did he came back?" Eddy raised a question. Jacob looked away from him and glancing at the city said, "Probably, we mistook him thinking normal vampire. He is the son of Vampire lord a hybrid Vampire. Very difficult to kill. That night I guess, he just got injured but didn't die."