Game Of Thrones Blackwater Novels & Stories

His face takes on a hard edge, and I know for a fact that he's reliving whatever season he was talking about. "Zedane would never have watched you suffer." I defend him heatedly. The laugh that comes out of his mouth is humorless. "Maybe not Zedane, but Kane did." My foregead furrows. "Kane? Who the hell is Kane?" "I take it that you've been too busy rolling in self pity that you forgot to pay attention to the man you swore away an eternity to?" Although he phrases it like a question, he doesn't wait for an answer. He just continues talking. "His name was Kane. Kane Blackwater, the only son of the head of Blackwater den of vampires."

"Sure, Claude's gotten tired of her, but she's healthy and good for breeding. You can have her for five carts of supplies, and I won't go any lower than that." Listening to them haggle, I stared in disbelief at this so-called father of mine. "You're selling me to Blackwater pack for five carts of supplies?" The Blackwater pack was notorious for its brutality. Their Alpha, Colbin Bloodworth, was rumored to be a sadist, and he had tortured more than ten she-wolves to death. "What do you mean 'selling?'" Linda cut in shrilly. "Alpha Colbin might be old, but his territory's vast. Being with him means living the good life, and it'll score Jax some bargaining chips."

The thunder that rolled over the Blood Kingdom that night never left. It simply changed form into whispers, into frost, into the silence that now ruled the halls of power. Bianca sat upon the high chair of obsidian, the one her father once called the throne of bones, and listened to another round of petitions. Her crown a circlet of blackened steel and garnet glimmered like fresh blood beneath the chamber lights. “Governor Tenebris failed to meet his quota,” one of the ministers reported. “Two shipments lost in transit. He claims rebel interference.”

But I lost him because I was too proud to respect that he didn’t want to be a ruthless killer. But I’m done. For once, I will protect my son instead of just protecting myself. I, Nicholas Black, Gamma of the Midnight pack, hereby challenge you, Alpha Richard Harvey of the Midnight pack, for the Alpha title.”

Ravi jerked awake from a severe coughing fit. He saw the thick, dark red blood staining his hands. His chest throbbed, even just to inhale the oxygen he needed. "Ravi?" Raymond promptly handed a glass of water to him, which Ravi drank until it was empty. Not only that, Raymond reached for Ravi's blood-stained hand and wiped it clean with a blanket. Ravi grimaced to find out Raymond cleaned his blood using a blanket.

He was doing this, what he’d been brought into the world to do. Ridding. Killing. Misbred mistakes. Deviate from us. Kill the innocents. Were they, though? Innocent? No. Oh no-no. A sound came to him, interrupting his reverie: an obscure howling noise, not unlike a dog, or wolf baying far off somewhere. Except . . . He became stock-still. His eyes glittered with mild irritation. The unearthly howl rose again, floating across Blackwater Valley and filling the night. A shudder rippled through his misshapen body.

Like the rightful host welcoming honored guests into his home. Lucien's hand remained inside his jacket, resting on his pistol. Gabriel noticed. "You may keep your weapon, Mr. Vale." His tone remained pleasant. "If I wanted violence tonight..." "You would never have reached the front door." Vivienne's eyes swept the room. Hidden cameras. Pressure sensors. At least eight concealed exits. Whoever designed Blackwater Cove had built it as both a mansion... And a fortress. Gabriel gestured toward the long dining table. "Please."

I looked at Lyra to be sure that she felt the same way and even though she did not feel that way, I was going to go with my belief that what we have just done was dangerous and will only bring doom to us in the coming year. The very water that was rushing out so much was the same place my brother was killed, and it was the same place her mother was killed as well. I heard her sniffing and that made me quickly turn to look at her. There were tears in her eyes again, maybe it was because of her mother, but it did not bother me. I knew for a fact that my brother was not happy with me, he must have felt betrayed that I was joining the enemy, but little did he know that I was only luring the enem

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 The yacht lurched as a drone dived low with its slipstream rattling the mahogany panels of the cabin. The calm, bourbon-smooth face of Silas Blackwood finally cracked. He turned toward the navigation screen with his violet eyes narrowing at the digital image of Julian Thorne’s mocking face.

The old man from earlier told me and I groaned. I looked around and realised most slaves were thin and wore rags.I didn't need someone to explain to me what was going on here.It was crystal clear that they were not being given enough food and they over worked them. "I think we need to follow his advice if we want to survive , Hazel."Monalisa backed up the man,she was already afraid.However,I couldn't blame her, anyone would be afraid,Black water kingdom is another name for hell.I closed my eyes and a deep sigh escaped my lips.