Erron Black Fanart Novels & Stories

I was drawn to him with an inexplicable force that made my heart stumble. He stepped closer, lowering himself to my height. A fleeting smile ghosted across his lips. “So you’re the girl hiding in the woods,” he said, his voice low and rasped. “I’ve heard the rumors, the black wolf that haunts the full moon.” I said nothing. My voice unused for years, maybe I've forgotten how to speak. I only stared. “No need to fear, my dear,” he murmured. “While they see disaster, I see potential. I am Alpha Xareth Morryn. Alpha of Crimson Dusk.”

After he had received the instructions, the man drifted from the wall and moved to plain sight. Ibekwe's heartbeat increased as he saw the white and black paint in different parts of the man's eyes as he came closer to him. The white paint was in his right eye. The black paint was in his left eye. He was dressed in Osisiakalaka's attire and he was chanting a song that Ibekwe had only heard from the mouth of Osisiakalaka. The man that looked like Osisiakalaka ran quickly and stopped. Fear gripped Ibekwe. What will happen now? Why did he stop? Again, the man drove his painted eyes, moving from the desperation that hung on Ibekwe's head to the burden of being disturbed by his own mind that hung

Orion The roar of the crowd thunders in my ears, and I force myself to stay seated, fists clenched as I watch the fight below. Two wolves are tearing into each other, blood splattering the dirt, the sickening crack of bones breaking ringing out like music to the savage bastards around me. A flash of Aeron’s face hits me—the haunted look in his eyes when he told us about being used as bait. The sheer fucking terror he’d endured in a place like this.

She glanced at the bottom of the page where she saw that it was written by, Mariana Victain. “The Supreme Magus?” This got her intrigued to continue reading the entire excerpt. “The treasures of Immortalis are biologically engineered artefacts known as Black Liver and Silver Fangs. Both were created after several experimental failures involving the blood of the innocent and the tainted hearts of the most vicious wild beasts. The key component of crafting these artefacts came from the hidden inscription on the Cronus monolith. This ancient discovery could only be understood by an adept sorcerer known as Olken Vaud.

Stone greeted and the girl who sat on Stone's lap got up and swung her ass towards Jason. "So you are the famous Black Moon. I've heard a lot about you, but despite that, I want to hear from you" she sucked her lower lip and brought it out gently all wet, the girl had a small black butterfly mask, her eyes were painted black and her lips too. She wore black leather gloves which stopped right at her elbow, and her bra and panties made of net were all black. Everything she had on was black, including her heeled boots. "Stone, get to the deal " his voice echoed in the room. From Stone, Jason averted his gaze to the flirty lady

Everywhere Eric looked: red and black. “Um, Sed?” Eric scratched behind his ear. “Did you have this thing custom-made in Sinners’ colors?” “Yeah. It was Jerry’s idea. Cool, huh?” This nightmare-inducing color palate had been their manager’s idea? Knowing Jerry, he was probably using it in some advertising campaign. “I guess…” Eric shook his head. “I like it,” Rebekah said. “It looks classy, yet metal.” “Exactly!” Sed smiled so broadly that both dimples showed. His goofy grin faded into a scowl when his eyes met Eric’s. “Metal,” he said in a low growl.

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

Erran was three days away from marrying the love of her life when she was suddenly accused of being pregnant and cheating on him, a shocking impossibility for a woman who had never had sex. Thrown out by her family and betrayed by everyone she trusted, Erran’s life takes an even darker turn when a mysterious billionaire arrives claiming the unborn child is his. But Max Black isn't just a billionaire, he is also a werewolf and an Alpha for his pack and Erran is carrying his only heir. Now she must choose between leaving everything behind including her child or marrying the most powerful and dangerous man she has ever met.

She asks, lооkіng a lіttlе confused. “Nеоn іѕ thе name that Erіса uѕеѕ оn thе street.” Brеndа tаkеѕ a ѕесоnd tо process thе соnnесtіоn. “Blаkе, аrе you seriously telling me that уоur еx-gіrlfrіеnd hаѕ something tо dо wіth Aрrіl аnd Cаrrіе’ѕ dіѕарреаrаnсе?”

"I'm alone in my bed, And looking for love in this stranger's bed, But I don't think I'll find it, 'Cause only you could fill this empty space.." My voice was high pitched and no doubt a pity, but I couldn't care less as I sang my heart out. "What is your plan, guttana? To pull my house down with your croaking?" I heard Eron speak and I turned abruptly, too fast, almost breaking my neck. There he was, in all his sex god glory, clad in an all black attire consisting of a simple collar shirt, with the first three buttons unbuttoned and black trousers. His shoes were equally black. He looked devilishly handsome, and could be easily tagged as the most breathtaking figure alive. He had started gr