Jas Hitam Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jayden notices how nervous I am and chuckles, “Don't worry. You won't have to talk to him, Keira. You’ve got us.” I stay silent. The image of his dark eyes is still in my mind. He looks elegant, quiet and mysterious. “What's his name?” I ask. “No one knows his name,” answers Jayden. “He is only known as the Black Tiger.” My first day at the agency was better than I expected. Jayden and Vicky didn’t leave me for a second because apparently it was difficult for newbies to adapt to this new life, especially after committing a murder. They know that I think about Jacob and Julia all the time when I get the chance to be alone. So, they are making sure to always talk to me and make me forget about

Isha only knew that due to the huge warning against unauthorized entry. Within her, her wolf jolted, and Isha couldn't tell if that was a worry or something entirely different. She bit her lips as she struggled to get on her feet. “Not here, not here please” she muttered as she rose. The presence was there again, and this time it was stronger. A quick turn around and she noticed the wolf who had thrown the other standing at the far end of the very big room. He was huge, black, and as he puffed, she noticed his eyes weren't on his opponent, they were on her.

He finally spoke. "Who?" James lifted his eyebrows in confusion. He looked around for the bartender and asked for another drink. “Marissa,” Damen said again and looked at his phone. James frowned in confusion and then suddenly his eyes widened. There was a smirk dancing on his face. He brought the bottle near his lips and said, "So, Damen my love … You are saying... your future girlfriend looks like your ex-girlfriend?" He said and busted out in laughter. "What the fuck? NOOO!!" Damen hit his leg. "Asshole, she is not my girlfriend." He facepalmed himself

The kiss quickly grew heated, their bodies tangling together as the tension of the day melted away. The next morning, Reese delivered his findings. “The Black Phoenix isn’t just one person,” he explained. “It’s a codename for a secret network of powerful individuals… business moguls, politicians, criminals and all working together for their own interests. They’re untouchable in the traditional sense, but they’ve made a mistake by coming after you.” Victor’s lips curved into a cold smile. “Good. That gives me an opening to destroy them.” But Reese wasn’t done. “There’s more. They’ve sent someone to your inner circle. We don’t know who it is yet, but they’re already here, watching and waiting.

She continued. "Am I not worth your time?" "No." She replied without a pause and she said it so strongly. "Oh, if you want to see your girlfriend, you better see her somewhere else. You're on the blacklist from now on." "I can't see you here?" He asked in a hurtful tone and dumbfounded. "Isaiah... your girlfriend is not me." Jilly pressed her finger on his chest. She pressed it real hard and he didn't seem to flinch or got hurt by that. "But her." She finished her sentence.

She had long black hair that touched her waist and that was all most people had seen of her. But, some people had seen than that. They had seen her fingers and her nails which were always painted black and were always covered by gloves. Some had seen her eyes which were always surrounded by black shades of eye shadow and her lips that seemed blacker each time you looked at it. But, none had noticed those bright blue irises that sparkled whenever she smiled. Neither had anyone seen her smile. They all knew her name and all she did but most of them would never recognize her if she wore a color other than black. She was Jade Adler, the Gothic troublemaker who had almost burned down the school d

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…"

Sabrina hated the guy and would reassign him the moment she got the chance. Her focus returned to Jett again, who was more interesting to look at than anybody else in the room. His current appearance was a direct contrast to how he looked an hour ago. For one, he was fully dressed now. He'd cleaned up and was wearing a white long sleeve tucked into his trouser like an English man. A tie was the only thing missing.

Peter complained about a group project where he was clearly doing all the work. They all had something to say — except me. I was too busy looking for the perfect way to kill Daniel without leaving a clue. “How about we go to that underground club?” Daniel suggested. “I heard it's fun.” Ava’s face lit up immediately. “Yes. Please. I need that.” Riss rolled his eyes. “You always say that.” “And I always mean it,” Ava said happily. “After a stressful week, I just want to be ruined by hot guys.” She leaned back in her chair, completely unapologetic.

I giggled at his stupidity as he walked past me and out to the car. “Well, I am glad to see that Dillion and you seem to get along because he is going to be staying with you in Rome.” I turned around and held my breath as I looked at Jensen standing at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt that showed off his abs and chest muscles perfectly. A pair of ripped black jeans with black converse high tops and a black leather jacket thrown over his shoulder. He was breathtaking and I could feel my lust for him rising more and more. I calmed myself and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Aww. Are you jealous handsome?” His arms came around my waist and p