Mha Black Novels & Stories

--- Looking. Observing. Calculating. --- Then suddenly— --- A different set of headlights appeared. --- From the opposite direction. --- Several black vehicles accelerated toward the scene. --- Fast. Aggressive. --- The approaching gunmen immediately reacted. --- Confused. --- Uncertain. --- The lead vehicle stopped abruptly. --- The rear door opened. --- A tall figure stepped out. --- Adrian Blackwell. --- The future Mafia King. --- His expression remained unreadable. --- Calm. Cold. Dangerous.

she said. “Liar,” I mumbled. The entrance doors opened behind me. Next thing I knew, there was a man in black behind me with guns pointed at where Helen was. She looked at them with a raised eyebrow. After that, from the staircase, several men showed up behind her. Seems like they are her people. They also had guns pointed at us. “Looks like this is not the night you die, Minerva. But next time, I will not give you a chance. Too bad Mr. Lover saved the bullet for you,” she said sarcastically.

**** Makaila's POV I woke up to a very bad headache. I touched my head and felt something wet. I looked at my hand and saw blood. Another wave of pain hit me and I groaned. I looked around and saw I was in a very dark room but the ray of light from the very high window made me see. Suddenly everything started flashing back. Christian and Nigel yelling at each other, me running out, the black car parking, some men holding me and suddenly black out. It's so obvious now. I have being kidnapped and no doubt by my father. But who were the people helping him? My father has nothing and I doubt he can afford thugs and stuff. He must be working for someone really big.

Mom, I think you should let the party coordinator and party adviser do their job aside from that too, I can also employ someone to be in charge of all the fake marriage things, you don't have to bother yourself on all of this"l said. "No, I want to be in charge of everything that concerns you, I need to protect you from a girl that could blackmail or maybe even worked with the opposition party only God knows what else she is capable of doing, she can do anything, she must have a reason for doing this and the reason is known none other that she trying to

he states. Oh yeah, he lacks empathy. I groan at myself mentally. “I don’t care what your body looks like, Moon Bear. You will always be my girl. My mate,” he growls possessively. My whole-body shivers at his tone. His blue eyes are hooded, lined in black eyeliner with black mascara, which is normal for him. His once black hair has been stripped of color and is now ash blonde, which he has piled on top of his head in a messy bun.

It hurt that she didn't think I could handle whatever they seemed to be hiding. "Mia, I'm sure Kara has told you about the creatures of the night." He glanced at Kara, giving her a stern look as if he was telling her 'You should have kept your mouth shut' then looked back at me. "Well, they're not just stories," Mr. Black confessed. "Go on." I urged. Mr. Black scanned the room cautiously as if someone might be eavesdropping, then leaned in to speak in a hushed whisper. "Werewolves."

"She's not merely a guest, Ruba. She's part of our family now." Misty's face lit up warmly as she greeted someone. Standing tall and exuding an aura of grace and power, the woman bore the unmistakable marks of age, yet her presence remained captivating and formidable. "Hazel, dear. I am Jenna Black, mother to Alpha Zain Black and the current Luna of the esteemed Red Moon Pack," Jenna's introduction resonated with a sense of dignity and authority that left no room for doubt. Hazel, grateful for her scant education on werewolf customs, instinctively recognized the words as they saved her.

Her tone had suddenly turned softer, “Wait… if not for anything else… if not for… my friend… then do it for your pack. Help me break up their wedding, please.” “I don’t believe that’s a smart move, woman. Not for me, and not for the pack. It has been a pleasure. Good night!” And with that, Ma’Heron got up from his table, inhaled deeply to hold back his still boiling and unexplainable fury, and walked out of the dark seedy venue. “Hey you, big guy!” M had just come out the club’s front door and had now walked a few steps away, aiming to get to the narrow and unlighted alley in front, where his black BMW R18 motorcycle was parked. That’s when he heard the loud aggressive male yelling behind hi

He spoke, and f**k if she didn't get wetter from the sound of his voice. The baritone was raspy and familiar, but she couldn't place it. She wasn't sure she had met him before, if not she would remember, right? "Hello-?" She replied. She didn't know who he was. "I'm Aaron, Alpha of the Nyx pack" He answered, chuckling softly. "Hello, Alpha Aaron," Mia replied, bowing slightly, then straightened. "I was informed you wanted to see me Alpha, so how may I help you?"

"Go to the pass!" Sarah stood up, holding her stomach but then the black mark exploded with heat,a number of dark purple shadow shot up from the altar into the sky! The sky went black, the moon turned blood red High above, on a black glass throne, the Beast stood up 8 feet tall, covered in iron,his face was shadow, but his red silver eyes burned. "Too late, Alphas..." the Beast rumbled the ground shook. "The bloodline answered the black moon is here!"