Marian Black Novels & Stories

I remembered that day clearly, because I came back to the Harnes mansion when my mother was diagnosed, begging and pleading with him to send aid for her urgent treatment. But then, he called the security to throw me out along with Vivian like I was trash. My entire body froze as I read the headline. “MARIA BLACKWOOD WAS REPORTED TO HAVE COLLAPSED AT HER CONFINEMENT AFTER HER VISIT FROM ROBERT HARNES. SHE WAS IMMEDIATELY RUSHED TO THE MEDICAL FACILITY WHERE SHE RECEIVED URGENT TREATMENT.”

“I swear, I almost peed. Did you see the look in her eyes?” Carol turned to her, grinning. “Oh… that?” she said proudly. “That was Mary Black. Mr. Black’s wife.” “What?” Shine choked out. “He’s married? Since when?!” Carol just smiled wider, folding her arms. “Since the moment you realized you were never even in the game.” She almost said it out loud, but held her tongue at the last second. Clearing her throat, she gave a casual shrug. “I don’t know,” Carol replied instead. “You should’ve asked her yourself. You know… you really should pick your prey more wisely. That’s not someone you want to mess with.”

Unfortunately, Maria never accepted his advances. However, during Kim’s illness, Maria still stayed by his side. Whenever Kim was written off by various inept doctors as beyond saving, Maria offered him encouragement. But then, Maria suddenly disappeared without a word. Despite Kim’s efforts to find her, she was nowhere to be found. This disappearance led to Kim becoming increasingly irritable. Not only did he refuse treatment, but he also immersed himself in work to numb his pain. Though the Black Enterprise became successful, his own physical and mental health continued to deteriorate.

Not breaking my pattern, I spoke through gritted teeth, “Just preparing for the day when I find out who destroyed Blackwood.” She walked around me until she was standing to the right of the punching bag, “You know you still have to live while waiting for everything to fall into place.” My eyes glanced over to see her standing in a black silk robe. Her deep black hair was straight, landing just over her breasts. Marina was a beautiful woman, but it felt like there has been a barrier between us since she woke up. I continued slamming my fists into the bag, focusing on my accuracy when a flash of silk falling to the floor caught my attention.

Damien’s voice carried through the hallway angry, controlled, lethal. “You made a deal with Maria,” he snarled. “I know you did. I want names. I want locations.” Maria’s captain, Petras, spat back. “I don’t answer to you, Agent Black. Scarlett’s the one you should be worried about.” Damien grabbed the man by the collar, slamming him into the wall. “Scarlett doesn’t know what she’s doing. Maria will destroy her.” My breath tightened. So that’s what he thought of me.

she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Maria's smile disappeared, and she looked down, her eyes clouding over. "Everything was fine until she left," she said, her voice barely audible. "After she left, Mrs. Adriana Blackwood got into trauma, and suddenly one day she died. Sir was completely broken. I saw him cry for the second time." Ivy's eyes were wide with shock. "What! Who was she?" she asked, her voice full of urgency. Maria stared at her, her eyes locked on Ivy's. She seemed to be about to say something, but then the door opened, and Liam walked in.

He couldn't be killed; everyone who attempted it died without getting a chance to tell the tales. "King Damian." Sabrina's voice stung. I halted my steps, waiting for her to catch up to me. She arrived seconds later, her hands gripping onto a bottle of blood. "You'll need this for your strength; we don't know what's on the mountaintop." I knew what it was. The mountain was the Ancients vampire lair years back; he couldn't let it go, not now at least. "Momo the Guardian has somehow been killed by the Shadow Striga. There's no guardian to stop his rule; we have to do this ourselves." She held up a grin, blood dripping from her mouth.

Truth spoken aloud until the architecture had to answer it. The thing wearing my face shrieked and turned its fury elsewhere. Black light lashed out of the split seal and wrapped around Marian’s bleeding arm, yanking her bodily across the stone toward the edge of the breach. Her scream ripped through the chamber, high and animal and suddenly far less triumphant. The hunger was done using her as a priestess. It was ready to use her as food.

Kaelen Blackthorne POV “Look at my skin, Kaelen!” Maria Viremont yells, grabbing the white moonshine bottle with sloppy hands. She drops the shoulder straps of her skirt, letting the red cloth fall right down to the floor mats until she is just standing there in her black underwear. “Put your clothes back on, Maria,” I bark, turning my snout away from her naked waist because her scent makes my inner wolf want to puke.

“But that doesn’t mean I’m lying.” “But it does give you a reason to cooperate with a narrative that paints him as a monster, doesn’t it?” “Objection,” Margaret Torres snapped. “Sustained,” Judge Blackthorn said. “Move on, Mr. Richard.” Richard looked around and said, “That will be all for now.” Elena stepped down; her testimony left a bitter taste in the room. Then Margaret Torres stood again. “The State calls Maria Blackwood.” Maria approached the stand slowly, dressed in mourning black. She folded her hands together as though in prayer; her eyes were already filled with tears.