Homelander Kills Black Noir Novels & Stories

I could calculate the trajectory of a bullet before it left the chamber. "I see everything," I said. "Including the fact that you’re here to take the ledger and kill the mother of the heir." Adrian smiled—a thin, joyless line. "I’m here to offer you a seat at the table. The Five Families are in chaos. Silas is dead—the explosion at the marina took care of that. Dominic is broken. Killian is a rogue element. The city is empty, Sienna. It needs a Mawar Hitam. A Black Rose."

Her idea that Grayson had killed her father so that he might succeed her father as Alpha of the Shadow Pack came as something of a shock to her. Which was precisely what ended up taking place. Even though Phil couldn't say for certain what Grayson's justification had been, he was able to swear that he had witnessed the entire event, which had only taken a few moments. At the bottom of the climb, Noah had halted, and Zebedee had done the same thing just next to him. The actual murder had taken place in a very short amount of time. Noah transitioned into human form. A man emerged from concealment behind a tree and fired a single shot. Zebedee was struck in the chest by the bullet, which ultima

“When I found out that she was alive, I gave a clear order to destroy the pureblood creature from the Southern Royal Clan. And my order was to be carried out by one of the best Hunters - Jonathan Black. But he disobeyed! Not only did he not kill her, but he also saved the lives of those whom we despise and hate so much - the Wolves of the Western Clan! Cyrus looked at John from under his brows, not hiding his malevolent smirk. "Well, grin while you can, creature," thought Black, clenching his fists. - I'm giving you one last chance, Jonathan. Black just shook his head, making it clear that he would not make concessions: "I'll finish you, Cyrus, and take my Liara!" - Well, well, it will be in

The moment I'm close enough, Madam Noir turns around, and I drive the Orx into her heart in an instant. She gasps, her eyes widening with terror. Her companion makes an attempt to attack me, but Dashiell doesn't let him. He buries his claw into his guts, pulling out his intestines. Harland collapses to the ground, choking on his blood as Dashiell swipes his black claws across his throat. "I'll kill you. I'll fucking kill..." madam Noir's voice trails off, and she begins to gasp for air, her skin turning an unhealthy shade of grey.

Dominique managed to question him despite the searing pain oozing from every pore of his skin. Dylan tsked, “So many questions. All right this time I wouldn’t disappoint you. But we will go with the second part first, hmm. Now tell me have you heard about ‘The Black’?” Dominique quirked a brow at his absurd question. Nevertheless answered. “Of course, I know. He is the psychopathic Mafia Lord of America, Leader of the Night Stalkers.” He grated out. “Ouch,” Dylan feigned a hurt expression and placed his palm over his heart.

“We enjoy humiliation. Especially when it belongs to Alphas.” I stepped closer. “Good. Because I want to destroy one.” His eyes sharpened. “Which one?” “Damon Blackthorn.” The forest seemed to hold its breath. The rogue leader tilted his head. “Ambitious.” “I’m not asking you to kill him,” I said. “Not yet.” “Then what?” I smiled — slow, cold, poisonous. “I want you to kill someone he cares about.” The rogue’s nostrils flared. “His mother?”

Lorry looked up at the spy from her father, and her eyes widened when she saw him holding a dagger. "Please, don't hold a grudge on me. I was only obeying Alpha Homer's order to kill you," the spy said, and he stabbed Lorry twice on her stomach, and each stabbed on her thighs. Lorry screamed in pain, and Lorry vomited blood. Then the spy whispered in her ears. "Alpha Homer is the one who killed your mother, Luna Lorraine," the spy said before he left.

A blinding white light erupted from my outstretched hands, slamming into Kaelen with the force of a thunderbolt. He howled in agony, the raw power searing his flesh, his massive body convulsing as he stumbled backward, the smell of burnt fur filling the air. My mates, seizing this crucial opening, renewed their attack with a desperate surge of adrenaline. Caden, ignoring his own injuries, finally managed to sink his teeth deep into Kaelen’s throat, the black wolf’s struggles becoming weaker, his lifeblood staining the forest floor. Jaxon, fueled by a primal rage, tore at Kaelen’s exposed flank, his teeth ripping through muscle and sinew. Ryder, despite the agonizing pain in his shattered leg

He remembers what it felt like to face your father's wolf all those years ago. The memory hit me then, not my own, but something deeper, carried in my blood. My father's final stand, outnumbered and betrayed, his white wolf blazing with fury as he fought to protect his pack, his mate, his infant daughter. He had fallen, but not before showing them exactly what Blackthorne's power looked like. Now they would see it again. Lord Donovan stumbled backward as I approached the platform, his carefully maintained composure finally cracking. "This is impossible," he whispered, his voice carrying to my enhanced hearing. "We made sure. We killed them all."

Black shouted, in a deep, raspy voice with a slight hoarseness, completely different from Zain 's, especially as his shriek was angry. “I’ll finish you,” Jon muttered to Black laughing sarcastically, “No one can finish me, Jon.” He was not surprised that the other knew him, he knows how smart his opponent is. "Yes, I can finish you when I finish this girl here," he sneered, only to be shrieked by Renee afterwards! without even touching it Zain and his wolf almost went crazy. Black turned to Lucas, who recites spells and curses, did he get his book back without noticing!!!