Justice League Black Canary Novels & Stories

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

“I’ll reach out to my sources. Maybe someone remembers details from when Lyra’s parents were… killed.” Kane turned away for a moment, his hands clenched tightly at his sides. He felt a dark determination settle within him. If the Alpha and Luna of Blackstone Pack had destroyed Lyra’s family, if they had turned the pack against her with lies, he would see justice served, whatever it take.Chapter 8: Beneath the Surface

He was the one who begged me to be his fake girlfriend and barely two hours into this arrangement he is suddenly confessing things like he actually means them and somehow I am the problem. A laugh slips out of me before I can stop it because this fucking bastard, it really is a thing with the Blacks, being unbelievably dense. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Kade Black, you’ve got to—” I cut myself off when I notice him pulling his shirt off, revealing blacked out tattoos across his chest and just as I expected full sleeves inked down his right arm. His body is lean and defined in a way that becomes impossible to ignore once he is no longer fully dressed and for a second my brain comple

After all, Lea is his mate. The situation is complicated by Lea's unconventional attitude towards Jayden, but Black asks Jayden to be more calm and investigate further later. Jayden's claws disappeared, his eyeballs turned back to their original color, which was black and he loosened his grip on Lea's neck. "Jayden, you shouldn't--" Lea was cut off when the cell phone on the table rang. Jayden turned and left Lea, leaning against the wall and coughing a little while rubbing her neck.

And in the center of it all was Killian Blackwood. He was leaning against his bike, his long legs crossed at the ankles. He wore his heavy leather motorcycle jacket, the collar popped against the chill. He was rolling a lighter across his knuckles, click, flash, click, flash. The flame illuminated his sharp jawline and the predatory gleam in his dark eyes. "Look who decided to be a good girl," Jason mocked, slamming his beer bottle down on the workbench. "I told you she'd show, Killian. She's terrified of you."

Cheryl froze at the suggestion, her response automatic and skeptical, "That's absurd! Liam's not the big shot at Pendragon anymore. He's not even a blip on the official radar, definitely rubbing some VIPs the wrong way. How could he possibly-" The more Cheryl mulled it over, the less sense it made. She pressed on, "Dad, remember, Mr. Black's an international player with the Wendell Family's muscle behind him. Liam's just Joe Average now. Even if he still called the shots at Pendragon, there's no way they'd just hand Celena the deal!"

Tears dropped falling from the corner of her moistened eyes and her whole face burned red. " Now listen!" Jason raised his chin and looked down condescendingly at Paige as he decreed. " I, Jason Granger, leader and alpha of the Moonblood pack, hereby banish and exile you as a member of my pack..." " Wha- uhu! Uhu!" Paige exclaimed in disbelief amidst her struggle to catch her breath. " Never return or I promise that I shall strangle you to death myself...." Jason sneered. " Unless of course, you bring Kyley back to me before the others" Jason added with an evil grin.

Iolaire bursts out laughing and clinks her glass with mine, “Well said!” Whiro steps up to me, his already large nostrils flaring even wider. He flexes his overcompensatingly large muscles as they strain against his shirt. A black long-sleeve button-down with a gold tribal design over the left shoulder and down the left sleeve, paired with gold and black brocade pants. It actually compliments his otherwise beige-looking skin quite nicely. As he leans in closer, attempting to tower over me I can see a hint of the tribal tattoos on his body through the opening of his shirt. Is he trying to threaten me or flirt with me? “I have a strong feeling this will be your last year, Blackheart. If I get

A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

But Cane's dad seemed to sense that I was particularly interested in this pack, and he looked at me with a curious expression. I didn't let my excitement get the better of me, though. Instead, I thanked him profusely, praising him for being a good and cherished Leader. “You're so wise, Father," I said, my voice filled with admiration. "I don't know what I would do without your guidance." Cane's dad smiled, looking pleased, and I knew I had gotten what I needed. The Black Moon Pack, I repeated the name to myself, my mind racing with possibilities. This was the pack that had imprisoned Cane's spies, and now I knew exactly who to target.