Marvel Carmilla Black Novels & Stories

Something else entirely underneath both. But one thing kept bothering me worse than anything else. Macha’s words inside the cave, about Zara being some hybrid and the way he vanished afterward made my skin crawl. My jaw tightened hard enough to ache. We reached Black Hollow shortly before midnight. The scent hit me immediately the second I dismounted. Blood. Burned magic.Vampire. And her. My wolf surged violently beneath my skin before I fully controlled it again. Karin noticed the reaction instantly. “She was here.”

"She has her son even! How could they be separated!?" "Are you ignoring my power, Dominic?" Carmella's tone turned a little tight with a hollow sound. "Don't forget, Dominic. I am the person who reborn herself. I am the person, who killed that old bitch without being on her side. I am the one, who helped you hypnotising those board members to be by your side. Never forget that your mother is not a simple woman but a dark witch." "I am something that this human world is unaware of. The world of witches and other creatures does not exist for these weakling beings but, we do. And if we start showing off our powers, you, humans are gonna be turning to our slaves." Her tone was filled with dark p

The king was focused to Chief Black at once. "We found this in hidden in the belongings of the crown princess, Your Majesty." Chief Black lifted his hand for everyone to see. I gasped and my throat ran dry when I saw what he was holding. It is a black little bottle with black lid. "And we found out that it indeed contains the deadly extract of the poisonous flower Lily of Morte." I felt like my whole world crumbled into ashes. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. It felt like doom was suddenly in front, standing right before me.

She grabbed Ariel's hand and ran off with her. "Hey, wait up!" Ernest yelled while rushing behind them. They all walked inside, making the little bell on the door go off. "Polly? Ariel?" Ms. Tally said. Tally is a Black woman who always wanted to run her own clothing line. And through racism, people breaking the windows and even trying to burn it down once, Tally stayed strong and continued doing what she loved. She doesn't get as much business like white owned stores, but definitely enough to make a living.

“Don’t regret this, Yvonne! One day, Marin will become a lucky carp. Mother, I’ll take good care of you then.” Alora’s taunting voice rang out behind me as I carried the black wolf out of the hall. I simply ignored her. Just you wait and see. Without me carrying the burden, they would probably have to tighten their belts just to support Marin. A carp would struggle just to leave the water without a good supply of spirit treasures. Even if a rare opportunity came, Alora would not have the chance to seize it. Back in my room, the instant an orb of light sank into my forehead, Ralph, the black wolf, shook out his fur and transformed into a handsome man.

I was utterly astonished by the sight before me. It was breathtaking. Rising high against the horizon was a massive, majestic castle. Built entirely from a stunning, warm cream-colored stone, it looked as though it had stood tall and proud for centuries, radiating an aura of ancient, terrifying power and unmatched wealth. As our car slowly drove through the sprawling outer gates, we caught the curious, appraising stares of passing shifters walking along the cobblestone pathways. They were most likely pack members or high-ranking guards, and I could practically see their noses twitching as they caught our lingering, foreign "human" scent cutting through the crisp pack air. Startled by a sudde

"Zuri, over here!" Carmilla waved enthusiastically, though she didn’t need to—I’d spotted her through the window the moment I’d stepped out of my car. I slid into the chair across from her, my hands trembling slightly in my lap. There was no denying Carmilla’s beauty—she was like something out of a dream. Fair skin, wavy blonde hair that spoke to her American heritage, almond-shaped eyes, and a delicate pointed nose. Her lips were painted a deep plum red, and faint freckles dusted both shoulders.

Chapter 13 The Detectives Scarlett’s POV I attempt to mind link my Beta to ask him if we have an ETA as to when the human cops are expected to arrive, but very quickly find that he’s blocking me from interrupting something that I don’t want to be a part of. I just smile and shake my head just as one of my patrols mind links me to let me know that an unmarked police car has turned onto the road between the Crimson Snow Pack and the Midnight River Pack.

Before we left the room, he added, "And you, stay here if you don't want the start of a war. The meeting isn't over." We arrive in a private room, and Xander glares into my eyes. It was freakish. "What is wrong with you?" "I..." I pause. "Take care of the meeting. I have to leave." "What?" "There's someone I need to find." I say that and almost leave the room when he speaks. "If it is another lady you want to add to your harem of women, I'd say you're doomed." I chuckle and walk away. Kara seems different to my wolf. She calls out something that none of the other beauties I have seen call out. Anyway, one thing is sure: I'll find her. After all, she is mine.

I know he can smell it's me. "Come on in, Babe. I was just busy finishing some paperwork for the pack. What is wrong? You look upset," Victor says. I walk to him and kiss him. Then, I tell him everything I learned from my spies this morning. "So, Camilla got what she wanted and became the Luna of the Black Raven Pack. I had suspicions about Morris, but I did not think he would openly be friends with the vampires in the city. If he's going to the town, seeing the vampires, and they're working with him, it means they will have access to the Black Raven Pack that borders our pack grounds, which is not good for us," Victor says.