Marvel Black Hawk Novels & Stories

’Good morning staffs, I would very much like to make this meeting a very short one’ The manager tells us. ‘For the new staffs who do not know the boss, this is mr. Jones Black, C.E.O of Mars private hospital, which you all know has branches all over the continent’. The manager says, addressing the fine piece of art beside him. Mr. Black just waves at us, a light smile on his lips which makes my breath hitch. I know I am sounding like a hopeless romantic right now but I can’t deny the attraction I feel towards this man. ‘Oh. My. God! He looks even more stunning with that smile’. Goldie says, twisting a strand of hair around her finger as she stares dreamingly at Mr. Black.

On either side, the black ocean churned, waiting to swallow them. "Faster!" Sebastian’s voice boomed over the comms. "The vibration is cracking the ice behind us!" "I'm giving her all she's got!" Jack yelled back. "Any faster and we fly off the edge!" THWUP-THWUP-THWUP. A deep, rhythmic thumping sound cut through the air. Not the wind. Rotors. "Contact rear!" Harper shouted into her headset. "Black helicopter! No markings! It's a stealth Hawk!"

High above, a modified, matte-black Hawk screamed across the sky, charting a direct course for the Bermuda triangle. Inside the cockpit, Ava sat in the primary seat, her black tactical gear hugging her curves like a second skin. She had left the collar of her suit partially unzipped, exposing the faint, violet-dark bite mark Landon had left beneath her collarbone—a reminder of the beast she was about to face. Beside her, the monitors flickered with a grainy, live feed of the Black Snake’s interior. Summer was now locked in a sub-deck holding cell, her head lolling against her chest, the bandages on her wrists soaked through with fresh crimson.