Kane Blackwood Novels & Stories

I ignored his voice completely, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a backward glance as I kept my eyes fixed on the dim, shadowy corner at the very back of the ballroom. Killian Blackwood stood there completely alone, leaning his broad shoulders against a stone pillar away from the bright lights and the fake smiles of high society. He had a glass of whiskey in his hand, swirling itslowly while he watched the entire scene play out with a deeply amused look in his dark amber eyes. He didn't need a spotlight to be noticed; he radiated a raw, dominant power that made the wealthy people around him keep a respectful distance, knowing he was the exiled Lycan Alpha, the black sheep of the Blac

Kieran Blackwood hated two things: being slow and waiting. As the youngest Alpha in the Blackwood Pack, he expected everything to be done fast. I was his fated mate—and the slowest wolf in the pack. My wolf didn't awaken until I was nineteen. While others needed five seconds to shift, I needed ten. Kieran never yelled at me. He just kept telling me to hurry up, to keep up, to be more like Valerie. Valerie Blackwood was the widow of Kieran's older brother, Marcus. Five months ago, Marcus died saving Kieran at the border. With his dying breath, he made Kieran promise to take care of Valerie and their unborn pup. Soon, Valerie could do no wrong, and I could never do anything fast enough. Still,

, he instructed, not looking up from his book, there I was at the back, in my seat shaking and sweating while watching everyone submitting their books. He checked the books, " why are there 39books submitted instead of 40? If you know you have not submitted stand up now before I call you out myself" he growled, his eyes scanning the room. Slowly I stood up. "Why haven't you submitted yet, Kelsi? " he asked, his tone was hard filled with annoyance. "I.....I.....I " I was shaking with fear, stuttering. "come out now" He roared, picking up his cane.

only her. Jade's POV That was amazing, I guess I can check kitchen sex off the list. I looked over at Blake as he pulled his sweatpants up, his back decorated with new marks and some of them cut deep enough that they were starting to bleed, "I really think I should trim my nails." I said. He walked up to me and took my hands in his, "I thought we already talked about this." he smiled. "Yeah but you're bleeding."

Instead, he watched his daughter as her shivers grew, her eyes glimmering; Katie’s teeth chattered. “Don’t worry,” Tom said, seeing his friend’s unease, “Palm is one of us. He named his own daughter Cimmeria, for fuck’s sake. After Conan the Conqueror’s homeland. And if we can’t trust a black guy who digs Robert Howard like us, who the hell can we trust?” Tommy clapped him on the back and laughed. “Your agent’s legal department—good one, man.” 2

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

The elevator doors open, “Have a good day, Miss Blackwood.” “You too, Henry,” I call out as the doors close. “You bake for your doorman?” Luke asks incredulously. “Henry isn’t just a doorman. He’s the sweetest.” Luke narrows his eyes at me, “The sweetest? You and your doorman?” I almost choke, “God no. Henry is married.” I smack his arm, “Minnie is his daughter. She came in one day because Leah, his wife, was sick. It was the school holidays, so he didn’t have much of a choice but to bring her to work.”

KANE’S POV Kane leaned back in the leather seat of the sleek black SUV as it sped down the winding forest road. The trees blurred past, casting shadows that stretched and shifted in the evening light, but his focus was elsewhere, a low, instinctual feeling thrumming beneath the surface. He could feel it - a strange pull, a silent hum at the edge of his awareness. Something was waiting for him at Blackstone, something more than just another formal visit to oversee pack relations.

"Look into the matter! I can't get in touch with Grayson and Isaac for the past few days. Find out who Alexander Kane is and why he's killed Grayson and Isaac! I want answers!" Alexander Kane? Kane? The man in black was a little stunned. He replied hesitantly, "Sir, if I may be so bold… If it was anybody else, I wouldn't have thought of this, but since his last name is Kane, could he be from…the Kane family in the north?"

She didn’t mind her dad and uncle calling her punkin but not in front of strangers, especially visiting Alpha’s. “Uncle, please stop calling me that in front of others.” She whined as he pulled her into a tight hug, making her blush. “Gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to our top warrior, trainer, and my beautiful niece, Kydence.” He looked at her with such pride. And my nephews, Kasper, and Kruz. Kids, this is Alpha Connor BlackPaw from the BlackPaw Mountain pack, his head trainer, Tyler Samuels and his younger brother and Beta, Dakota.” He said as Connor greeted them shaking their hands.