Marvel Comics Blackheart Novels & Stories

Andre yelled at whoever it was who was knocking on the door. The door opened, and I saw two men I recognized - the Beta and Gamma of the Black Heart Pack. They were in this too? They knew this was happening and joined in the operation instead of stopping them? Now I realized why they all belonged to the Black Heart Pack. It suits them to the core! “Alpha, Luna, we bought another baby. We think this one is special. She’s the daughter of the Alpha and Luna of the Silver Shadow Pack, and her birthmark is different from the others,” Beta Erick spoke.

"Mixed? Solo?" Ethan furrowed his brow in deep thought. "No. Alpha Shadow and the WSU contracts with a cover to the north. I don't know the name, but part of me thinks that Alpha Shadow is part of them. I've heard him mention Black Heart Cave a bunch of times." Charles growled. "Fuck." "Does that mean something?" I asked. "Do you know where that is? Is that where they're taking him?" "No," Charles sighed. "Black Heart Cave is a... nickname for the main city of the Noir Coven. Their city is underground, and they're known for contracting with just about anyone if it'll make them money."

The bees might have stung, but I was the bear, and my wrath was a storm they would never forget. The stench of gunpowder and sweat assailed me as I burst through the shattered remains of the warehouse door. Inside, it was pandemonium. My warehouse, once a well-oiled machine of darkness and efficiency, was now a scene ripped straight from the inferno of my nightmares. The air crackled with the staccato bark of gunfire, the deafening roar punctuated by the guttural grunts of men in brutal hand-to-hand combat. My men, loyal wolves clad in black, battled in a whirlwind of fists and blades against Mikhail's swarm of insects – mercenaries known for their ruthless efficiency and venomous sting.

"You can't even get near him." She looked like one of those badass girls in her complete black attire, the ones who somehow loved to smoke and fight almost everyone. Her voice came out much braver than it should've, even if that other boy sounded like he might kill her any second now. I hadn't really thought over it too much, until he pulled out something from his pocket. And once I saw the hard surface of the object shining wickedly under the moonlight, I stiffened in response. It was a gun.

Sacred Heart was one of the little peaceful packs, preferring diplomacy over a show of force, it kept us safe for a time. Sometimes I wondered what would have happened had Sacred Heart been a more aggressive pack, would we have survived the massacre then, or was it always meant to happen? For the bigger picture to reveal itself? Learning about Kieran Blackwell tonight, I know this war didn’t start with Sacred Heart, it started a decade ago, when Councilor Blackwell thought to go against the creation of the moon goddess by trying to create superior species through science or magic? The details are unknown. Zayne's father, the previous Alpha of Dark Woods found out and was going to expose him,

My eyes raked across his ashy, dark black fur with tints of grey along his back, the inside of his ears, and the outlining of his mouth. His crimson eyes, which identified him as an alpha, were illuminated by the sunlight and appeared even redder as he entered the gate. "Your Alpha," the two she-wolf soldiers greeted, surprised to see him. They looked at him, terrified, each fearing for their lives. "What are you doing here?" the Beta asked. "As you've heard, I'm in need of a lady maid again," he responded. The two soldiers exchanged looks of concern. Abruptly I rise to my feet, and my heart races in my chest, ready to accept this position.

The black wolf was wounded, breathing hard and it was bleeding from it's chest but somehow still managing to hold the rogue wolves back. My heart ached painfully even when I didn't want to because I knew who that wolf was. Everyone in my pack had heard of him. Alpha Rex of Blackthorn pack, my soon to be partner in alliance (soon to be husband). My parents' only solution to the dangers and threats. I rolled my eyes. That was the man i had vowed to hate but here I was feeling sympathy for him. My heart ached to see him hurt.

Phil, Adams, the organization, and whoever she was yet to meet. Kate breathed out just when she realized she had been holding her breath, “One thing they seem to have forgotten to account for is my heart—of the woman wielding it. They forgot that I am Blackwood. And Blackwoods… we don't break. We bend, we bleed, but we never, ever break.”

"Father, are you sure we should let her walk away with that much? A human in the Blackveil District will only get her throat torn out for a fraction of those credits." My heart pounded against my ribs like a caged beast, but I refused to let a single tear spill. In a world ruled by mafia werewolf syndicates, weakness was an invitation to be devoured. I stepped forward, refusing to touch the silver pen Malcolm extended toward me. "Keep your credits, Malcolm," I said, my voice echoing off the stone walls without a single tremble. "I built the strategy that doubled your borders. I secured the trade lanes through the Blackthorn Transit Complex. I owe this pack nothing, and I take nothing from it

“Plus I don’t think I can handle her mood swings.” I sent Evan a grateful smile and he just winked back. At that moment I swore to myself to find a girl for Evan who would make me happy and love him wholly. He deserved it. And as if the universe was playing a joke on me, Athena walked in through the open door. “You bitch.” “Do you know any other greeting?” I scoffed out. “Black Widow?” I looked at Evan’s surprised face and wide open shocked eyes. “Captain America?” Athena’s face was equally surprised. For the first time, she looked at a loss of words.