Men In Black Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I held my breath when I saw my lover, Black, kissing passionately with my best friend. Black and I have been in a relationship for ten years, since we were kids. Black is the Alpha son of the Eclipse pack, the strongest pack I've ever met. Not even my pack—Wintermoon Pack—can match this pack. His older brother Nigel was about to be crowned Alpha soon. That meant Black could soon claim me as his destined mate. But, my dreams are shattered now. My steps moved decisively towards where Black was while holding back my anger. Black had lied about training until the summer ended, but I found him here, making out with Jaena, my best friend.

“You don’t get to please me, sweetheart. That ended the moment you chose to disrespect me in my hall.” I jerked my wrist hard, finally breaking free from her grasp. My skin throbbed from where her nails had dug in. But before I could step away again, she turned to the side. “Get her,” she said flatly. The crowd parted. Three men in black—tall, broad, and utterly devoid of emotion—stepped forward like shadows from a nightmare. “No,” I said, backing away. “Don’t—what are you doing? Don’t touch me!”

He pulled her close during a slow song and lowered his hands to her ass. “Two can play,” Marin said as she grabbed both of his cheeks. She learned he was a football receiver and larger than Kellan. She felt how strong he was. They returned to Kellan and Tessa. Other frat brothers tried to lure them away, but Darian and Kellan fended them off. “I want to be sure we are all on the same page,” Darian said. “You two know this is a black man and white woman sex party.” “We figured that out,” Marin said.

I could see more men in black this time and they were bent like their forehead would touch their knees. Somehow, I felt bad for keeping them waiting so I tugged on his hand and wanted to just hurry past them but he tugged me back and I fell back into him. “Let's just walk past." He smiled at me and for the millionth time, I can't get over his dimples. “Not yet." “Manny." He called and one of the men in black straightened like a robot. He actually gave me a scare and when he walked towards us, I felt like I was almost about to have a heart attack.

He was having sex with me quite alright, I do not resist him, not even if I wanted to. I sighed and took a deep breath, I needed to stop thinking of all this, I was too young to develop Blood pressure issues. I decided to go outside for a catch of fresh breath, but just as I stepped out of the room and looked down the balcony, my eyes caught sight of Mr. Blackwood and Darky, they seemed to be having a bit of a disagreement but I couldn’t hear what they were saying. ** ** ** Omniscient narrator ** Mr. Blackwood returned to his room to vent after an argument with Darky. He couldn’t believe the audacity of the young man to request his job back. He was never serious with it and now that he has l

The other men in black spoke in confidence, assuring of their own power. “Yeah, We just need to wait for that formation to lose all of its energy. Then we can storm this place, kill that damn dog and ra…” Before the first men in black finish his sentence all of their spirit qi just vanish. “What!?” All of them shout in confusion. Before they can even register what just happened in their brain. A pair of feet stomp two of the men in black face and send them straight to the ground. Boom! The power from the kick knocks both of them unconscious.

A man was already there. A Damian Black. He sat on the bottom bunk, massive, heavily muscled, covered in tattoos. His dark eyes flicked up to me for a second, then looked away like I was nothing. His expression was cold, indifferent. He clearly didn’t want me here. The guards laughed. “Short stay, Black. She doesn’t want to talk. Maybe you can fix that.” The door slammed shut behind me.I stood there for a moment, then climbed onto the top bunk without a word. I lay down, staring blankly at the ceiling with no sign of life left in my eyes.

Black's voice echoed from within. I was thrust into the room, the door slamming shut behind me. Black lounged behind a large desk, a smirk playing on his lips. "Marcus, you've been quite... a nuisance." I stood my ground, defiance igniting within me. "What do you want?" Black leaned in closer. "I want what belongs to me. And my love has agreed to facilitate that." My eyes narrowed. "What have you done to that woman who nearly destroyed my life?" Black laughed softly. "Oh, she's been well cared for. She'll receive her reward... once you comply."

I ask. "Is that a threat? May I remind you you're being recorded," she says and points to the small black box on the table. "It was not a threat, just an observation," I say and Frankie sighs. "So Vincent, I know who the Italian men are, and George, but who is Damian Black to you?" She asks curiously. I look to Frankie who shakes his head. "No comment," I say as firmly as I can without trying to kill her for talking about my boyfriend.

“Put her in the garden and don’t let her into the castle.” “Yes, father!” They both said in unison. … Marlon waited in his study for his sons. He was disgusted at his sons’ audacity in trying to have sex with a black-furred slave. Dirtballs. The lowest of the low. Those types of slaves were nothing but dirty creatures and having sex with one would do nothing but pollute the noble line.