Romans & histoires Is Black Noir Stronger Than Homelander

the wolf inside said. He lifted his head and looked straight into my eyes. That was when I saw it. He was a Blackthorne Beta. They were rarely found as rogues, and their kind was uncommon. A Blackthorne Beta was as strong as an alpha from any small pack and could easily defeat them in a duel. I grinned when I understood what bringing in a Blackthorne Beta meant. The power I could draw from him was beyond measure. I would become stronger, even stronger than Damien Blackthorne.

"I've heard of the great things you've done to bring down both Black Fur Pack and White Claw Pack. As much as I want us to work together, I'm well aware all your plans have been a failure from the start to finish," "Not when I have the greatest weapon in my possession," Alpha Gallon raised an eyebrow. "What's that?" "A Lycan," "Alpha Seth is also a Lycan and he possesses the powers of the beads. Is this Lycan stronger than the Great Alpha Seth?" "I assure you, My Grandson possesses powers that are far greater than Alpha Seth. My Grandson will crush them on his palm. Compared to him, they are nothing but weaklings," The Alpha nodded. "Once I see this great Lycan that you speak of, you have my

Yasmin trailed off when she saw the look on Carmen's face, “You… Don't tell me that Nyx is… Which one of them? Which one of the Lombardi's are backing Nyx up?” “To be exact, it's Alden Black Lombardi, the heir to the Lombardi Clan. The Red Eyed Demon.” Yasmin’s breath hitched, her body tensing at the name. A slow, incredulous smile spread across her lips, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. Alden Black Lombardi. The very mention of him was enough to send chills down the spine of even the most fearless individuals. Ruthless. Unforgiving. And now, he was backing Nyx?

Beta Noir was leading the patrol group for the night. He had made it his utmost aim to catch and extract information from every rogue lurking around in the darkness. He geared up himself before leaving for the packed gate where he’d meet the speedy awaiting group. He flexed up his muscles underneath his shadow black armor shins. Noir never really fancied color that much. As he approached the gate, he saw Alpha Damon come through it. He halted and bowed his head.

The garden had different species of flowers but the common ones were the black flowers Ava loved so much,they were planted by King Alarie himself. "They are so beautiful," Ava said touching the black flowers"Now that I think of it, you love black.Black roses, black carriages, black clothes and a mask, black snake. Everything is black." "Black is the real deal," Vador replied. "Then why aren't you the black lord," She said chuckling. Right there darkness took over Vador,in a second his hands were tightened around Ava's neck,his eyes were no longer red but a darker shade of red. "Don't you ever say that," he spat.

I cannot sum up the strength to ask any questions so I remain silent admidst the quiet rumble of the plane's engines and his thoughtful gaze. In that moment, I make another vow. I will be back. And I will kill that Russian Enforcer with my bare hands. I will wreck havoc on all he held dear. I feel my soul shed its colour.I feel it become blacker as the plane gains altitude.I feel it harden like steel, until I have to fist my hands over my chest to dull the ache. My name is Luca Blackstone going forth. And God so help anyone with negative affiliations with the Russian mafia that crosses my path.

He asked. “The Blackwells aren’t stupid enough to attack either of us during a simple dinner,” I said, narrowing my eyes at him. “Unless they want a war. You are Alpha Gavin Landry, the strongest Lycan chairman in the world, and you own the largest franchise in the world… even bigger than their empire. Yes, they are powerful and play by their own rules, but hurting either of us would be suicide.” He knew I was right, and I could see the fight in him wavering. I reached out and laced my fingers with his, trying to get him to see reason. His eyes dropped to our joined hands and then climbed back to my face with something like surrender warming the storm there.

let me get covered in the blood of a man who is not so innocent and is the wrong guy. “how do you know?” my voice betrays how turned on I am. He wraps his arms around me just as the man starts to scream when Landon starts on his legs. He is breaking every single bone, even the toes and it looks like it hurts like a bitch. “Because, my little stormy, it's who we are. We thrive in the darkness, we are the bad guys and we are proud of it. because we have embraced who we are and we don’t hide the darkest dirtiest parts of ourselves from others. We are brothers, we have a bond that connects us.”

He has had a partner more than ten times. “We're almost there. Black Land’s pack mansion is not far from this border.” My father's sentence certainly raised a thousand questions. "What do you mean, Dad? We are coming to the Black Land mansion?” "Yes, the partner I have prepared for you is Alpha Ferdinand, leader of Black Land." Like getting lightning in broad daylight, my body suddenly felt weak. What was my father thinking? Not only scary, Black Land is a pack of Lycans. I don't want my body to be destroyed to become his partner.

Thorne gasped, tried to rise but Adrian flipped him over and sent him crashing down beside Liam. Both of them went down in seconds. I stared, stunned. This wasn’t possible. One is the finest warrior after me in this pack while the other is currently the strongest fighter in the Blackwood. Not even I could take them both down in that short time. “How the hell are you strong like that?” I demanded, the words ripping out of me. Adrian tilted his head. His eyes shifted, darkening, changing into something not human and not wolf. “I told you,” he said softly, almost lovingly. “I’m not the man I was.”