Narcissa Black Novels & Stories

the voice paused sinisterly as the four figures materialized amidst a cloud of black smoke, "that would be our pleasure." Lexi's eyes hardened as they settled on the face of the woman at the front of the group. "Narcissa," She hissed dangerously as the woman dragged her eyes over them, her eyes wreathed in an unnatural light as she smirked. "The one and only," she smirked as she spread her arms wide, the deep scars that ran along her face and arms twisting eerily in the light from her eyes. "You look like shit." Lexi smirked as her father moved closer and bent down to her.

Though I talked about it with Nick, he said we can't say anything unless she is sixteen and only then we can find out if there is a wolf inside her. Yeah, we are not sure but in these two years, I have seen Narois' growth is faster than the other babies around her. Narois is stronger, a sensation seeker. She Still can't walk properly but her muscles are strong. And all this makes me believe she is going to be a werewolf. I do not have any problem but sometimes their "sensation seeking" programme scares me though I know Nick is a great and caring father. "Hey," Nick says after he catches me on the stairs. "Breakfast is ready, sweetheart, come!" He invites me in his deep and sensual voice and

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

she added. "Wow..." one of the Elites muttered in amusement. She was a short girl with short sakura-colored hair. She looks cute with her big round eyes and rosy cheeks. Her figure was of that half-human half raccoon. But no one inside the room dared to belittle her. After all, all of them inside this room all possessed exceptional abilities and wielder of great mana. "Amazing..." Kesha followed after the little girl. Almina and the others also had the look of admiration towards the person on the screen.

Karen nodded and ascended to the stairs with many expectations to get Akshara away from the palace to chase her dream come true and to confess his love to her. ***** At the same time… Nicoria was getting ready in her room to perform oblation which she was waiting for a decade to perform. Once the ablation was completed, the power of her will enhance thrice to defeat any strong being. Nicoria Blackfire was costumed by Yadivah fully in black in many layers with a long black cloak with a smoky red iris. The hair was outfitted in a peculiar style with the crown in it. Yadivah showed the outlook of Nicoria in the mirror, “My Queen, have a look at your beauty”

She murmured while the pink colour spread on her cheeks. 'Two weeks, how will they pass?' A perverted thought struck her mind. 'You have gone crazy, Hannah. Don't let him affect you.' She tried to become normal again but it was impossible. Because the other party was ZION BLACK.

She didn't know Black girls could look like princesses too. "Wow, I'm really going to homecoming." Ariel said. And Ernest will be with you.

Black been in-love with me, whiles smiling as I decide to go look for my best friend and checkup on the patients later. After all, they are all doing good and when they need me, they will definitely call for me. So for now, ' mission-search-for-Marigold activated' I say to myself, still grinning at the thought that mr. Black may like me. AT THE C.E.O OFFICE! 'Why are you here, Asmodeus?' A deep voice angrily asks. 'Do I need your permission to also be in the human world?' Another voice replies with amusement. 'Answer me!' The deep voice angrily roars.

*What are you, Nico Black? Not prey. Not a toy. Not even a project. Something rarer. Something that made her—Queen of the West, pureblood with centuries behind her and centuries ahead—feel restless in her own skin. She rolled onto her back again, staring at the ceiling beams. The link had shown her his refusal to crack. He’d felt every glide of her fingers, every press of her phantom body, the slow grind against him—and he’d endured it like another night in a cold warehouse. No moans. No pleas. Just iron control wrapped around a core that had been hammered into shape long before he ever set foot on this campus.

"Monica Blackthorn is dead. You killed her that night, eight years ago." She walked back toward her throne, every step filled with regal authority. "The person standing before you now is Nix." I struggled to get up, but my legs gave out from under me. Useless. "Monica, please..." "Please what?" She turned to look at me, the indifference in her eyes cutting me deeper than any blade. "Beg me to forgive you? Or beg me to save your dying pack?" She knew. She knew everything. "The Heart of the Moon..." I said desperately. "You said you knew where to find it..."