Narcissa Black Novels & Stories

"I've never heard of such a ritual. What do the lake and the moon have to do with it?" "The lake is where your power lies," Nick's eyes narrowed on me. I'm not so sure who he's trying to convince. "And the full moon is a connection to the spirit and hopefully Rae, too. As your Alpha, I will be your mentor and guide. I'm supposed to bathe you in the water." "A bath under the moon is supposed to get Rae back?" I ppfftt and throw up my hand. "Has it ever worked?" Nick tightened his grip on my hand and shifted forward. "Ponzie didn't know for sure, but it's the best we've got. My blood can only sustain our pup; it isn't a permanent solution."

The moment he figures out who you really are, this fortress won't be a cage anymore—it'll be a slaughterhouse. My breath hitched. I stared up into his dark, intense eyes, my mind racing a mile a minute. What was he talking about? My past was completely ordinary. I was just a human girl from a small trading village down the mountain, plucked away from an auction block because my mismatched eyes caught some wealthy monster's fancy. I didn't have a secret bloodline. I didn't come from royalty or ancient pack wolves. I was just Seraphina—a servant scrubbing floors and hauling flour sacks.

"I need juice. And I don’t mean the coffee. If the grid blows when I power up, that’s on you." "Outlets are behind the rack," Sophia interjected, not looking up from her screen. "We’re on a dedicated generator. Stop whining and plug in." Noah unzipped his bag, pulling out a matte black rig that looked like it could restart a dead satellite. "Lina said we’re taking a run at Takahashi." "We’re not taking a run," Dominic’s voice rumbled. "We’re gutting him. I want the blood on the floor, not just the data."

"That must be a great sight to behold." "Yes it was! The man's back was widely open and not only did I see his stomach where food enters and leave, I also saw his heart. My sister! I saw his heart. It was lifeless. Honestly, it was not beating at all and it was black," Nnamaka said, she was not smiling again. "When I saw his black heart, I moved away from him. It would only take a very powerful evil diviner to have such a darkened heart." "Don't be offended by my curiosity. How do you know that he is a diviner?"

Matthias is all that and more to the Pack and to the Alpha. My father nods and places his finger on the intercom. "Thank you. Please escort her in." A few moments pass in tense silence until Matthias opens the door to the office, Layla trailing behind him with her hands clasped in front of her. He places his hand on her back and guides her in. "Sit." He growls at her and for a split second of weakness, I almost feel kind of bad for the she-wolf. You won't be able to find a single wolf in Blackwater who isn't more than fond of Willie. She is fated to be our next Luna after all, even though she isn't yet aware.

Nicki asked and silver chuckled " Nope I wasn't gonna sleep in the dressing room, when I have an important party to attend and moreover how do I look?" Silver asked turning around for nicki to have a better view of her body " You look hot" Nicki said and dragged silver out of the dormitory.******* They were at the hallway walking majestically and gracefully to the hall and everyone was stunned to see two Demi goddess especially Nicki who was on pink from head to toe. She was never bothered of the looks, and murmuring so today wasn't an exception. She sighted Naina and merrissa sitting at the front facing the stage, so she walked up to them, with silver behind her.

Her thighs were bare, one foot grazing the floor like it had been waiting for me. Temptation, perfectly calculated. I rolled my shoulders, grounding myself. “Good evening Queen,” I said evenly, knowing how much she insisted on the title to others. Her lips curled into a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Oh, please,” she purred. “Call me Nyra.” Her voice was honeyed, and laced with something darker beneath. Something that pulled like a hook behind my ribs. I buried the irritation clawing at my chest, forcing a smile that didn’t belong on my face.

But doubt crept in—the night's victories felt fragile, like glass underfoot. Minutes later, the door opened to admit the stranger: a sleek gray wolf shifting to human form mid-stride, revealing a woman in her thirties, athletic build, clad in rain-slicked leathers. Her hair was raven-black, eyes a piercing green that scanned the room like a predator assessing threats. Chains bound her wrists—precautionary—held by two enforcers. She bowed her head slightly, respect tinged with wariness. "Alpha Blackwood. I'm Kira, emissary from the Shadowclaw Pack. We heard the battle—felt the shift in power. Hanlon was our enemy too; he owed us debts, spilled our blood in secret deals."

We didn’t know what was attacking us! “Black magic!” I gasped. “A wicca!” Cygnus exclaimed. “A wiccan ritual was placed on her!” He carried me and brought me inside. He called for the guards, who rushed in and were shocked by my condition. “Call Lady Tizita now! Only she can help us!” he ordered. Some of them quickly left, and Natisa came closer. “Her eyes are turning black! It really is a wiccan curse!” she said in alarm. I screamed in pain as it felt like needles were piercing my entire body. My mates held me while I writhed in agony.

Zayn caught my eye for a brief second, but I quickly looked away, determined not to let him get under my skin again today. Seven, the ever-observant second-in-command, nodded in my direction as I approached. Seleira stood beside him, her arms crossed, eyes scanning the group with her usual sharp focus. I took a deep breath and started stretching, doing my best to avoid eye contact with Zayn. The last thing I needed was another pointless exchange with him. "Oh, the princess is back." I caught whispers from my side. They were trying to keep it low, but did they forget we had supersonic hearing? Or were they just stupid?