Fanfiction The Blacklist Novels & Stories

Tobias curled the corner of his mouth and replied, "I have ties with Alpha Damian of the Moon Halo Pack. Adding a slut's name to the blacklist is a small matter. I'm confident he'll gladly provide fresh prey for his pack members." "What?" Jenny's face drained of color as she struggled to comprehend what she was hearing. Being blacklisted by the Moon Halo Pack would make it extremely challenging for her to find another pack in North America willing to take her in. It would leave her as a rogue. Well, if she were to be blacklisted by the Moon Halo Pack, she wouldn't even have the chance to become a rogue. No, she would likely be torn apart by rogues as soon as she stepped out of the Scarlett P

"9th and Elm. The 24-hour laundromat. Twenty minutes." Lina sat on a plastic chair, watching the washers spin. The door chimed. Trent walked in, dripping wet, and dropped into the seat next to her. Lina kept her eyes on the glass. "You’ve got a target on your back, Trent." "Then let’s move the target." Trent slid his hand into his jacket and slammed the silver USB onto the vibrating washer. "Gabe’s life is in this metal," Trent whispered. "His raw voice ordering the blackout for Madame Cleo. And the routing path to his offshore cash."

“She’s mine.” Elena kissed me over his shoulder as I fucked her through it. Damien fled wounded, promising war. We collapsed in the crypt, fucking slowly on the stone floor. Tender in the violence. My cock sliding in and out of her cum-filled holes. “I love you, Alex. All the lies… they led me back to you.” “I know,” I whispered, filling her one last time. But trust was shattered. New lies waited. The Blackwoods mobilized. Police sirens in the distance, bought and paid for. We had the will now. The fortune. But at what cost?

“Just remember this. When you make a mistake, she will come after your family. She will kidnap your wife and children and shoot them in front of you, just like what Hari did to his daughter. How did he do that? Did he pay a warden to hang Cali? Is that what you want to do by protecting this horseshit organization when you can make money on your own? What does she have in you? Sex tapes? Who cares? Sad people cheat on their partners. And trust me, she will betray you, and you don’t see it coming.” Still, they didn’t budge. I admired their loyalty. It also pissed me off. I wondered what Hanna had against them. Out of anger and frustration at failing to convince them, I laughed instead. I was a

“I don’t know wha—” “Drop the bullshit!” That shut him up. I’ve barely ever cursed in front of him. “You’re after something with the Hellhound, or Eva, or both. I don’t care. Drop it.” I pointed my index at him. “You went behind my back and tried to get something out of him from day one. Well, guess what, he figured it out. Do you really think you’re the first one ever trying that one? Do you really think I’m gonna be a good prospect for Eva—her family—if my own family is trying to manipulate them? Do you think they’re gonna let me join Blakemore if you play that game?” “This is completely stupid. Why would you go there in the first place?” he scoffed.

Brinda slowly climbed out of bed, her pulse hammering against her ribs as a thousand thoughts raced through her mind. If Francesco had truly pranked Marshall and Alessia with The Black Book, then they were walking a razor-thin edge of disaster. She could already picture the storm brewing on the horizon, a tempest of blood and vengeance waiting to swallow them whole. She turned sharply toward him, her voice low, uncertain. “Is this really The Black Book?” Francesco, lounging against the headboard, stretched his arm out lazily, dangling the infamous book between his fingers. A knowing smirk played on his lips. “Why don’t you check for yourself?”

She doesn't understand yet; how is it possible? "The group of his name..." Elaina looks at Blackie. "The Black Panthers, the Italian Mafia..." She looks at Blackie with shock. Her eyes widen with surprise. She doesn't know more about this gang but hears it from her father. The cruelest Mafia group all over the world. Blackie growls in reply. A shiver ran through her veins. She has jumped into the biggest mud pond, filled with blood. She was still in trauma; how would she hide his secret, and for how long?

"I want to have a discussion with you. Can you help me pursue Dr. Steven? If you help me get him, I will keep that night a secret. I won't tell a soul my whole life. If you don't..." Vermont was amused at how she was pleading and blackmailing him at the same time. "What happens if I don't?" Vermont asked.

Another day of being Mama to Rhysand, best friend to Dante, employee to Rhys, and Whisper119 to whoever was pulling her strings through blackmail and threats. Another day of surviving in a world that wanted to destroy everything she'd built to protect the people she loved. Just another day. She could handle it. She'd handled worse. And somewhere out there, the blackmailer was preparing to send her the information she'd been promised—the first piece of the puzzle about who had attacked her five years ago. The first step toward understanding what had happened that night in Blackwater's Cell Block D. The first move toward finding her stolen son. That knowledge alone would make all of this—the l

Everything was written in a strange language, but strangely, I found myself able to understand the words. 'Our bloodline is contaminated. Odin has seen the future, and he saw an even bigger upset to the balance. Quadbrids. All four powerful species. This will obliterate the balance of powers completely just as our lineage has. They'll try to kill every descendant of the family who finds his mate. The Blacks will forever be in jeopardy. Protect your children, Raissa. Dalia and I are going to seek refuge with the vampires. This is what the Black ancestors have been wary of. They knew.' "Who is Raissa?" I asked Aiden, rolling up the paper.