Justice League Black Canary Novels & Stories

Liam muttered between movements. Thane tried to warn Liam to stop using black magic, but, as anticipated, the Black Moon leader did not listen. Liam's decision to continue using his dark power tense the battle atmosphere. "I'll kill you! Then I'll kill Elinor, too. I'll get justice, and so will you." "Watch your language, Liam! You're the one who's going to die here!" shouted Thane, who was now running at Liam. Under these circumstances, Thane and the other Royal members faced a greater challenge. They must find a way to counter the influence of the dark forces released by Liam while continuing the fight and protecting themselves.

’ Alpha Dylan continuously pondered. The blood alpha of the Blood Claws Pack was finding the right time to open up about the black flames. Perhaps, if he knew the components and origin of the black flames then he could come back and fight beyond the wall. But the blood alpha did not have to wait long anymore. Alpha Cameron broke the tension in a calm voice. “I can now understand why the blood alpha of the Blood Claws Pack trusted that a mere vagabond could stall for us. That vagabond, Moon Goddess bless her soul, is truly a warrior to survive such a fight with that thing.” The southern alpha’s voice was laden with amusement, but along with his statement, it eventually sharpened especially wh

"I’ll tell you one thing. This throne you are fighting for can never be yours. Don’t you get it? Hudson is the rightful king of the entire—" Before he could finish, I slammed my fist into his stomach. He coughed, more blood splattering the floor, but he kept laughing. "Who is this guy?" I thought, my mind racing. "After all these blows, he’s still laughing." "Let me tell you something, Aiden," Black J continued, his laughter echoing in the empty warehouse. "Hudson knows about all your plans." "You lie!" I shouted, my temper flaring. "Really?" he taunted, still laughing. "You think you caught me, or I made you catch me?"

The council members look at me through shrewd eyes as each allegation is mentioned. Logan is in good condition; it seems Quade kept him in shape enough that he would not be able to delay the match because we all know he wouldn’t hand me the title without a fight. I did wish he had some bruises, but I’ll make sure to give him some myself tonight. “After looking at all evidence and claims made, we confirm Luna Layla Blackwell wishes to take back her title, due to infidelity, abuse and the misuse of an Alpha’s power. Looking at the evidence put forward, we declare the accused guilty of all charges.”

Inside, Lucian’s mind was a war room with every plan, every strategy aimed at one thing which was protecting his Isla and defeating Liam before he could strike. And he would. No matter what it took. *** Liam Blackwood sat in his high-rise office overlooking the city glittering sky, the city lights were reflecting like fire in the floor-to-ceiling windows. The room was sleek, minimalist looking. His tailored black clung perfectly to his lean, imposing frame, the crisp white shirt contrasting with dark, light blue eyes that seemed to pierce through anything in their path.

"The disk contains the maps of every subject, Elara. Including yours. If I crack it to vent the energy we lose the proof. We lose the way to take down the Council and the corporations behind Vance. You'd be choosing one man over the justice of the species." "I am not choosing a man!" Elara shouted, her eyes flashing with a sudden strong fire. "I am choosing the heart of the Blackwood! Without him there is no pack left to fight for! Give it to me!" Jasmine hesitated, her fingers tightening around the glass. For a second Elara saw the "White Lotus" agent return. The cold, calculating survivor.. Then Jasmine looked at Leo, who was weeping silently, clutching the compass that pointed only to "Ho

Only the medicinal herbs native to our territory kept me alive. That’s when Damien stepped through the destruction. My foster brother had returned. He was no longer the young wolf I remembered from our childhood. Now he stood as the most powerful Alpha lord in North America. Twelve Black Wolf Guards flanked him like shadows of death. "Get up, Lina." His voice was colder than winter ice. "Today is your judgment day." Two Black Wolf Guards rushed forward without hesitation. They grabbed my arms and hauled me off the bed like a sack of grain.

Their voices were loud and enthusiastic as they conversed and laughed. I retreated behind a pillar, trying to make sense of what I was seeing while my heart raced. Why were they in this place? Why were they having a celebration? I listened intently, picking up bits and pieces of their talk. As he raised his glass in salute, one of them said, "...the victory of Lycan Braxton." Their voices reverberated around the room as the others cheered. Winning? What win? I was trying to piece it together, and my mind was racing. Then I realised. The Blackfang outlaws. The old ones, the ones they had judged "useless," had been the only ones killed. Everyone else had been taken prisoner. Slaves. Now the al

Ji'lahni said, shaking her head, wondering how Dyelon would ever think they were staying behind while their friend is in danger. What if things don't go right at that meeting, like it always do. They would need to have a way that they could try getting to Oceanna. Lucky can get into anything, a spaceship included, well we hope so anyway. “Uh, you do know that there is no such thing as the Avengers or the justice league right?” Hawk asked looking at his Luna. “How the hell we supposed to know that, Hawk, huh? Technically your ass was supposed to be just like them, not real; yet here we fucking are.” Mina answered, rolling her eyes at Hawk. “Thank you cousin, he tried to play in my face just

“BlackWager Fight Club.” “Club? That’s the only clear thing to me. If you’re actually bringing me to a club where...where he might be...” I huffed frustratedly and groaned, “Between a woman’s legs, you better stop this car right now.” His laughter boomed in the car, and I looked at him, confused. His head shook, soft laughter coming out. There was nothing funny about it. “Cassandra, you’ve got the wrong idea. BlackWager is not that kind of club. It’s a place where underground fights go down. Jake’s in some deep shit, and he needs your help.”