Novel & Cerita Marvel Comics Blackheart

Taking her away from me is necessary, even if my broken heart would be nearly impossible to heal. Despite the turmoil and heartbreak, I remain Klaus Blackwater, Beta of the Council and second in command of the strongest nation in the world, the son of the former Prime Alpha and a half-werewolf, half-demigod. I am an unstoppable force to be reckoned with, and nothing can stop me. The next chapter of my story will have the ending I deem fit. No more allowing destiny or fate to play games with me. I turn back and walk away, allowing my dreams to fly high into the sky and dissipate into dust, doing nothing as she moves far away from me, like the stars in the sky.

I asked as I waited for him. "My last name is Blackson, a royal lineage of years back. I have one sister you know as Ingrid. My childhood friend Ryson. I am also a vampire as you have noticed but unlike other vampires, I like cooked food. I have many enemies and fewer friends. That is all I can disclose for now babe but I will tell you soon." I looked at him wondering what he had experienced to have such pain reflected in those gorgeous eyes. "Do you wanna hear about me?" I asked stroking his hair taking in his scent. He hummed softly.

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

My daughter Aria was hospitalized due to nut allergy, but my Alpha mate’s Omega mistress Vivian gave Aria nut chocolate as a gift. I suppressed my anger and refused, but Marcus frowned and scolded me:"Serena, Vivian meant well. She didn't know about the allergy." My mate Marcus Blackthorne is the Alpha of Blackwater Pack. Border conflicts had erupted suddenly, forcing him to patrol our territory for several days. He returned just in time for our daughter's discharge from hospital, driving over to pick us up.

*** 02 | T H E B E G I N N I N G OF A N E W L I F E *** The clink of sharp weapons interlocking can be heard from the backyard of the residence of Sir Damien Blackheart. The noble-class vampire in the kingdom of Trinity Kingdom. And the older brother of Michelle Joanne Gibbons. Michelle, the girl who was fast asleep a while ago, has now woken up, slowly changing her position from lying down to sitting, rubbing her eyes while trying to regain her sleeping consciousness.

"I guess the Black Heart pack does not discriminate against titles or positions, seeing how you so graciously accepted an Omega slave as your Luna." Bruce's jaw twitched and his hand fisted beside him. Nobody had the right to talk about his mate like that. Ivy noticed his expression and held his hand, squeezing it slightly. She looked up at him and nodded. He couldn't make a scene here. That was exactly what Marco wanted, a reason to war against Black Heart. "Of course, he accepted his mate for who she was, not what power she can give him. I know a lot of wolves who would do anything for power and position. A desperate lot they are." Ivy replied.

Samel’s great black wolf is dragging an already unconscious black robed man, and behind them is another monstrosity like the bald-headed man that instantly stopped its movements at feeling the arrival of the captain that is the carrier of the true body of the parasitic black marks. Samel also saw Jared and General Markus, and he instantly stopped his steps after throwing the limp and unconscious Venom to the top of the pile of cave debris. Jared visibly relaxed at feeling the familiar aura of Samel from the great black wolf. The strong aura emanating from the huge black wolf is a clear reassurance that the fight with the two monstrosity won’t end with their side being heavily injured with Sa

I slammed my necrotic, leaden left hand onto his chest. The cold of my dead flesh smothered the fire of his gold static. A jolt of energy shot up my shoulder, hammering into my sternum. I ignored the structural failure of my heart, grounding his static through my own failing pulse. I felt the crack in my soul then—a jagged heartbeat seeing Leo’s drain and Kael’s collapse. My heart staggered—a traitorous throb for the man who was physically rotting to be our floor. "Don't die on me yet, Blackwood," I hissed, my throat locking with a sudden, sharp pain. I hammered the mask back on. "They're breaking because they're scared. Let them break."

“How could they do this? Maverick, we can’t leave his body here!” I nodded, bending and shutting Blackthorn’s eyes. “He’s a werewolf. We can’t let human doctors experiment on his corpse for the sake of autopsy.” I carried his body and proceeded to the door. Before I left, I turned to Daemon. “Take any important equipment we have. I’ve gotten sufficient information needed, so we need to leave now.” He nodded while Natalie used a white cloth and wrapped Blackthorn’s heart inside. We entered the black SUV and zoomed off and left the human world, Solhaven, passing through the boundaries into our own, Lunaria.

As I stood near the car, I noticed the man glance in my direction before opening the door and getting in. When the black car completely disappeared from my sight. It felt like something that I can't explain. Even though I did not see the man's face, my mind and heart were screaming someone's name. It was Rafael.