Max Lightwood Bane Novels & Stories

I’d said something childish like, “They’ll think I’m weak.” And Helena had replied, “Let them. It’s a better weapon than claws.” I took the note I’d just finished and folded it carefully. Then, I held it over the flame of the desk lamp. It caught quickly, curling inward like a dying leaf, edges glowing orange before blackening into nothing. Ash drifted down into the silver tray beneath. And now it lived only in my memory. That was the Moonbane way. We didn’t gather evidence. We became it. For the next three days, I watched.

When I finally succeeded I wish I hadn't, the light felt blinding and sent sharp pains to my head, I groaned in pain and clutched my head. "Renee?" I heard Bane's familiar voice, but it held tiredness, and sadness maybe guilt? "Light.." I chocked out, my throat dry and scratchy. Immediately I heard him shuffling around the room, "okay, open you eyes." It sounded more like a beg than a confirmation. I opened them slowly and looked around the dimmed room. When I found Bane I couldn't stop the gasp of surprise over his appearance. His eyes were baggy and had bruise looking shadows under them, his hair had grown along with his facial hair and he looked utterly exhausted.

“Little Bird.” Jumping, I turned to find Bane standing there in the same suit as I’d seen him in this morning, although he’d jettisoned the jacket. His shirt was open at the collar, revealing a tantalizing look at the tattoos that continued from his neck down onto his chest. His dark hair was fuck-me tousled, his dark eyes drinking me in. “Jesus, you scared me,” I told him. He smirked. The bastard. “Would you like a drink?”

“Yes, ma’am!” Fane nodded his head. After all, that b*stard had not provoked them just once before. Besides, he dared to humiliate Miss Tanya. It would be unreasonable for them to allow him to get away with this. “Don’t you dare! I’m telling you now—I’m a Bane, and my family is a second-class aristocrat in Lone City. Our second-class aristocratic family there is way stronger than all of you here. The Big Five of our family are also very powerful!

"Cough… cough…" "Sss… ah… I’m next! Open up!" Vanguard (ดอค) moved in, aiming his rod. Snow White opened her mouth as the nectar shot out, painting her face. She took it all, moaning weakly, her eyes glazed with the lust they had awakened. "Who’s next?" "Me!" Bane raised his hand. He was elegant and noble-looking but turned savage when horny. Last time, she had passed out before he could enter. This time, he was going to fuck her slit until he was satisfied.

“This is the bane of our existence.” “Juste? Juste?” Chastine was waving her hand with splayed fingers in front of his face. “Sorry, I got quite absorbed. My Mom said it’s the bane of our existence.” “Bane...? Wolfbane!” Maxill and Chastine shouted in unison and pointed fingers at each other. The tall bloodhunt flipped through the index of the codex and was surprised at what he saw. “D*mn, there are three wolfbanes in here.”

I whispered into his ear. "Blah, I think im going to be sick!" Bane fake gagged. "Why don't you leave this whole war alone okay, and try and be a nice guy..." he interrupted me by bursting out into laughter. "Your so stupid if you think I would do that. Im going to kill you on the night of the blue moon, then I will become the ruler of the natural world. Then vampires will be the true race of this world"

I finally dropped to my knees, laying Diana gently on the couch while Muzan’s body landed with a heavier thud on the floor beside it. His skin had gone pale, sweat-slicked his temples, and his chest barely rose. Whatever was happening inside him wasn’t slowing down. Bane stirred within me, quiet at first. Then came the chuckle…dry, mirthless, tired. ‘This is what you get for being sentimental.’ “Not now,” I muttered under my breath, yanking a blanket over Diana. ‘You’re playing house with two unconscious bodies and hoping the universe sends you a break. I’d say this is the perfect time.’